[Intro]

Guitar:      |            |           |         |         |

Piano in:    |            |           |         |         |

All in:      |            |           |         |         |

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[Verse 1]

          
When the sun c

omes up on a s

leepy little t

own
         
Down around Sa

                  
n Antone’
          
And the folks 

are risin' for

 another day
         
round about th

                    
eir homes
           
The people of 

              
the town are s

  
trange
              
and they're pr

            
oud of where t

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hey came,


[Chorus]
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Well you're  t

             
alkin' 'bout C

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hina Grove
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Whoa oh  ho...

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  Whoa ho
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China Grove

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[Verse 2]
           
Well the preac

her and the te

acher, Lord, t

hey're a cauti

on
             
They are the t

         
alk of the tow

          
n
          
When the gossi

p hits the fan

, they ain't l

yin'
             
when the sun g

           
oes fallin' do

#                  
wn
           
Well they say 

              
that the fathe

       
r's insane,
             
and dear Missu

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s Perkins a ga

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me,


[Chorus]
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Well you're  t

             
alkin' 'bout C

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hina Grove
      |      
Whoa oh  ho...

              
              

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   Whoa ho
      |      
China Grove

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[Bridge]
      
Well every day

 there's a new

 thing comin',
          
The ways of an

          
 oriental view

.
     
The sheriff an

d his buddies 

with their sam

urai swords,
            
you can even h

        
ear the music 

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at night.
     
And though it'

s a part of th

e Lone Star st

ate
          
The people don

           
't seem to car

e
             
They'll just k

          
eep on lookin'

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 to the east


[Instrumental] (Guitar Solo)

1 Guitar:      |            |           |         |         |

2 Piano in:    |            |           |         |         |

3 All in:      |            |           |         |         |

4              |            |           |         |         |

5              |            |           |         |         |

6              |            |           |         |         |

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[Chorus]
            | 
Well you're  t

             
alkin' 'bout C

           |                   |
hina Grove
       |     
Whoa oh  ho...

             |
              

                       |
  Whoa ho
      |      
China Grove

        |     

         

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