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From: "Thomas Faulkenberry" <t_faulkenberry@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Three Day Weekend" by Mark David Manders
Date: Wed, 10 May 2000 11:34:14 PDT

Three Day Weekend
by Mark David Manders and Neuvo Tejas
from the album "Tales from the Couch Circuit"
Transcribed by Thomas Faulkenberry

     D                             F#m
You come home from work with that look on your face
   G                    A                  D    F#m G A
I know that's not the place you wanted to be
       D                        F#m
This little apartment's like a prison cell
G                 A                      D      F#m G A
Sometimes it's a living hell for you and me


(chorus)
D  F#m      G            A
I think we ought to get away
       D               F#m              G          A
We'll call in sick on Friday, hell it's only for a day
D                F#m                G                 A
And I'd like to make the most of a three day weekend out on the coast
      D    F#m            G   A
With you, either coast'll do
G        A               D
Just as long as I'm with you


I've never done anything I planned
But I'd sure like walking hand in hand with you
I want to see imprints of our feet
But that's something this dirty old concrete just can't do

(repeat chorus)

I don't want to hear anymore
I think they can mind that store alone
And it's just an opinion of mine
But I think you ought to mind your own

(repeat chorus)