Clean Up Your Own Backyard chords by Elvis Presley

Chords with lyrics

Clean Up Your Own Backyard:Elvis Presley.
35 on BB Hot 100 on RCA
Records in 1969.

INTRO: E MajorE BB E MajorE

#1.
E MajorE          BB      E MajorE
Back porch preacher preaching at me, acting like
  BB        E MajorE
he wrote the golden rules.
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Shaking his fist and screeching at me, shouting from

his soap box like a fool.
   BB                     A augmentedA
Come Sunday morning he's lying in bed with his eyes

all red, with the wine in his head..wishing he was
                  E MajorE
dead when he oughta be heading for Sunday school.

CHORUS:
E MajorE         A augmentedA
Clean up your own backyard..oh, don't you hand me none
    E MajorE
of your lines.
       BB       A augmentedA
Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business,
       E MajorE  A augmentedA BB E MajorE
I'll tend to mine.

#2.
E MajorE                       BB
Drugstore cowboy criticizing, acting like he's better
       E MajorE
than you and me.
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Standing on the sidewalk supervising, telling everybody
     D MajorD    E MajorE
how they ought to be.
   BB                 A augmentedA
Come closing time most every night, he locks up tight and

out go the lights and he ducks out of sight and he cheats
           E MajorE
on his wife with his employee.

CHORUS:
E MajorE         A augmentedA            D MajorD
Clean up your own backyard..oh, don't you hand me none
    E MajorE
of your lines.
       BB       A augmentedA
Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business,
       E MajorE  A augmentedA BB E MajorE
I'll tend to mine.

#3.
E MajorE
Armchair quarterback's always moanin', second guessing

people all day long.
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Pushing, fooling and hanging on in, always messing where
      E MajorE
they don't belong.
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When you get right down to the nitty-gritty, isn't it a pity
              D MajorD         A augmentedA
that in this big city not a one a'little bitty man'll admit
                E MajorE
he could have been a little bit wrong.

CHORUS:
E MajorE         A augmentedA            D MajorD
Clean up your own backyard..oh, don't you hand me none
    E MajorE
of your lines.
       B minorBm      A augmentedA
Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business,
       E MajorE  A augmentedA BB E MajorE
I'll tend to mine.

OUTRO:
E MajorE       BB       A augmentedA
Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business, I'll
    E MajorE
tend to mine.