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Subject: No Vacancy
No Vacancy
By Merle Travis
About 1946
[F]All along the road of life I [F7]roam, lookin' for a [Bb]place to call my
[F]home,
Not a fancy mansion nor a bungalo for [C7]me.
But everywhere I [F]go I seem to [F7]find, hanging on the [Bb]door the same
ole [F]sign,
and my heart beats slower when I read on the [C7]door, No Vacan[F]cy
Chorus:
[F]Not so long ago when the buttets [F7]screamed, many was the [Bb]happy
dream I [F]dreamed,
of a little nest where I could rest when the world was [C7]free.
Now the mighty [F]war over there is [F7]won, troubles and [Bb]trials have
just be[F]gun,
facing that terrible enemy [C7]sign, No Vacan[F]cy
Chorus:
[F]Brother if you live the life of [F7]ease, better take a [Bb]moment on
your [F]knees,
And thank the Lord above, for all his love then think about [C7]me.
Living in a [F]world of greed and [F7]hate, hoping every[Bb]day that the
hand of [F]fate,
will remove that sign that's a hanging on the [C7]door, No Vacan[F]cy
Chorus: [F]No Vacancy, No vacancy, All along the line it's the same ole
sign waiting for [C7]me.
No Vacan[F]cy, No Vacancy, And my heart beats slower when I read on the
[C7]door, No Vacan[F]cy.
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