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D F#7 Bm B7 When the troubles of the world rest on your weary shoulder, G B7 (or Bm) Em A And the wind that blows upon your face is blowing colder. F#m Bm G A And every hour's telling you that you're growing older. D Bm G - A D No, you can't get stoned enough.
When your baby says she'll stick with you until the end,
And then she says she only wants to be your friend.
And you find yourself alone out in the street again.
No, you can't get stoned enough.
F#7 Bm And you're high, high, high - that's all you wanna do. G D B7 (or Bm) Any way you get there, that's alright with you. F#7 Bm You've been warned, warned, warned - seems that's all you've heard, Em G A But today is your trouble and tomorrow's only a word.
And when you start to feel it that no one cares,
And it seems that all your good time friends have disappeared.
And you reach into the night and find that no one is there.
No, you can't get stoned enough.
And you're high, high, high - that's all you want to do.
Any way you get there, yeah, that's alright with you.
You've been warned, warned, warned - seems that's all you've heard,
But today is your trouble and tomorrow's only a word.
And when you start to feel it that no one cares,
And it seems that all your good time friends have disappeared.
And you reach into the night and find that nobody's there.
No, you can't get stoned enough.
(Words and music by Phil Ochs, 1964)
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