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Ben Franklins Song by The Decemberists

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Intro:
G  C  G  C


Verse 1:
    G
Electricity, yeah you can all thank me
            C                                 Am
Took some lightning, a kite, and a fat brass key
            Bm                             C                          
And they’re putting up street lights in gay Paris
       Am            D         G      C  
You’re welcome from our young nation

         G
I’m the only American the French wanna see
      C                             Am
They call me a genius, I can’t disagree
          Bm                                    C                
They have guns, they have funds, they can set us free
  Am       D      G      
Invest in my reputation

Chorus 1:
           Am
And do you know who the fuck I am?
            C
Yeah do you know who the fuck I am?
       Am
Do you know who the fuck I am?
     C                                                     G    C
I am Poor-Richard's-Almanack-writing Benjamin fucking Franklin


Verse 2:
       G
I said early to bed, bitches, early to rise
      C                               Am
They make a man healthy, wealthy and wise
Bm                                             C
Soldiers are fighting for freedom, they have no supplies
     Am       D           G
So diplomacy happens at night

     G
John Adams debates at the gates of Versailles
         C                                Am
Ay, he whines and parades and awaits a reply
   Bm                                           C
As I stay up late with the succulent breast or a thigh
           Am       D           G
Alright, diplomacy happens at night


Chorus 2:
           Am
And do you know who the fuck I am?
            C
Yeah do you know who the fuck I am?
       Am
Do you know who the fuck I am?
     C                                                     G    
I am seventy-six-and-I’ll-still-kick-your-ass fucking Franklin


Bridge:
Em                                    C
One pain that lingers, the itch in my stride
      Em                                C
Is my son back at home who I could not guide
    Bm                                      C
Who sits alone in a prison cell on the wrong side
Am              D          G     C
Stands against our young nation


Verse 3:
     G
So I play my ambassador part with pride
      C                                    Am
I am known in the world, and the world is wide
      Bm             
To my children, my sins may be magnified
      C        Am         D      G
But I’d do it all again, no hesitation


Chorus 3:
           Am
And do you know who the fuck I am?
            C
Yeah do you know who the fuck I am?
       Am
Do you know who the fuck I am?
     C                                                    (Am)
I am Poor-Richard's-Almanack-writing Benjamin fucking Franklin


Outro:
       Am
Do you know who the fuck I am? (who the fuck I am)
       C
Do you know who the fuck I am? (who the fuck I am)
       Am
Do you know who the fuck I am?
     C                                Am                        
I am Poor-Richard's-Almanack-writing, polymath, bifocal-wearing
Em                                Bb                    G
Hardened glass, harmonica-playing Benjamin fucking Franklin