Bad News
By Peter Dawson Band
 

A
Well, bad news travels like wildfire
A
Good news travels slow
A
They all call me "wildfire,"
A
Everywhere I go


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          D
Cause I'm bad news
             A
everywhere I go
    E
I’m always gettin' in trouble
    D                                        A
For leavin' little girls that hate to see me go


They tried to hang me in Oakland
And they did in Francisco
But I wouldn't choke, I broke the rope
And they had to let me go

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Change key to B

Well, now I picked peaches in Georgia, 
I lumberjacked in Maine. 
I've been hired, and fired, and jailed
And every town you can name

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