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From: Jeff Gary <jwgary@mail.utexas.edu>
Date: Sunday, March 29, 1998 10:01 PM
Subject: Kids of the Baby Boom


As one of the kids of the kids of the baby boom, here is how I play it.

Kids of the Baby Boom
Written By: David Bellamy
Performed By: The Bellamy Brothers
Transcribed By: Jeff Gary

[Intro] F#m D
D
Our daddys won the war and came home to our moms

They gave them so much love that all us kids were born
G
We all grew up on Mickey Mouse and hula-hoops
        D
Then we all bought BMW's and brand new pickup trucks
       F#m                              A
And we watched John Kenedy die one afternoon
            D
Kids of the baby boom


It was a time of new prosperity in the USA
All the fortunate offsprings never had to pay
We had sympathy for the devil and the Rolling Stones
Then we got a little older, we found Haggard and Jones
A generation screaming for more room
Kids of the baby boom

[Chorus]
            G
Kids of the baby boom, we had freedom, we had money
D
Baby boom, here in the land of milk and honey
F#m                           A
Counting our chickens way too soon
            D
Kids of the baby boom


Now we all can run computers and we all can dance
We all have Calvin Klein written on our underpants
And at six-o'clock, like robots, we turn on the news
Watch those third world countries deal out more abuse
Remember the first man on the moon
Kids of the baby boom

[Chorus]

As our lives become a capsule they send to the stars
And our children look at us like we came from Mars
As the farms disappear and the sky turns black
We're a nation full of takers, never giving back
We never stop to think what we consume
Kids of the baby boom

[Chorus]

[Tag]
F#m                           A
Our optimism mingles with the doom
            D
Kids of the baby boom
-Jeff Gary-
jwgary@mail.utexas.edu

http://ccwf.cc.utexas.edu/~jwgary