D7

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C#7

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VIII

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4

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E7

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A7

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Fly & Be a Bird

Intro 
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||:C#7     |       |D7      |     :||
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Verse
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|C#7     |       |D7      |       |C#7      |        |
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Break
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a|| -2--3--4--5--6-7- ||-2----
e|| -0--1--2--3--4-5- ||-0----

Chorus
                                         X2   (X4 in 2nd chorus)
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d||.-7--7h9-7-6-------|-7--7h9-7-6--------.||
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Slow Funk           X8
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||:A7       |E7      :||
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Outro
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a-2--3--4--5--6-7-8--9-10-11--12-13-14--15--16--17--18-19-20\-||
e-0--1--2--3--4-5-6--7--8--9--10-11-12--13--14--15--16-17-18\-||

Chord Voicings.....
    C#7   D7    A7    E7
e---------------3-----0---
b---------------2-----3---
g----4----5-----2-----1---
d----3----4-----2-----0---
a----4----5-----0-----2---
e---------------------0---

Verse 1
Trippa jibba jabba when y'flyin' on the weather
but the weather's kinda nasty, makes y' want a pasty
wait up! hold up! can't y'see i'm livin' in
y'mind, in y'soul, in y'troubled lil' world.
you're droppin' bomps and i can't see
if i'm gonna knock y'down or i'm gonna be a tree.
Verse 2.
Just fly and be a hound dog, raisin the king and now y'dyin' for it
can't control this thing o'yours and now you're itchin for it,
saturday just ain't the same without the game........
little mister blister with his funky little sister got a
pocket full of posies, ring-a-ring-a-rosie