Super Skiers Last Race Cifras

[Verse 1]
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The starter cried “Is everybody ready for the race”
    C                              G                D7
Our super skier shouted “Yes!” and kick turned into place
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Then boldly waved to all his friends
  B7             Em
A smirk upon his face
        Am          D7     G
Well he ain’t gonna ski no more
 
 
[Verse 2]
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He yawned at his opponents
 
Said the race was good as won
     C
He’d ski the course blind folded
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Just to add a bit of fun
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With bandaged eyes he jetted off
         B7            Em
Till his bindings came undone
        Am          D7     G
Well he ain’t gonna ski no more
 
 
[Chorus]
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Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
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Gory, gory, who’s that nitwit tryin’ to fly
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Gory, gory, it’s enough to make you cry
        Am          D7     G
Well he ain’t gonna ski no more
 
 
[Verse 3]
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He felt the wind, he felt the cold
 
He felt the sudden drop
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He tried to stem, he tried to check
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And then he tried to stop
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His fatal error dawned on him
   B7                    Em
He should have stayed up top
        Am          D7     G
Well he ain’t gonna ski no more
 
 
[Verse 4]
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He hit each pole that set the course
 
And twelve spectators too
     C
Came roarin’ through the finish
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Wearin’ garlands of bamboo
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Two were killed and four were hurt
    B7                 Em
And six were black and blue
        Am          D7      G
Well he ain’t gonna race no more
 
 
[Chorus]
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Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
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Gory, gory, it’s a sport I’ll never try
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Gory, gory, it’s enough to make you cry
        Am          D7     G
Well he ain’t gonna ski no more
 
 
[Verse 5]
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There was crimson on his bindings
 
There were brains upon his suit
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Intestines were a-hangin’ from the treetops to the roots
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We scraped him up from off the snow
    B7                  Em
And poured him from his boots
        Am          D7     G
Well he ain’t gonna ski no more
 
 
[Verse 6]
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They took him to the hospital
 
And fixed him up real great
    C
But took off all his arms and legs
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A sad and lonely fate
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Now he’s working in an office
      B7        Em
Hired as a paperweight
        Am          D7     G
Well he ain’t gonna ski no more
 
 
[Chorus]
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Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die
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Gory, gory, let us raise our glasses high
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Gory, gory, now he’s in Saint Peter’s sky
       Am          D7     G
And he ain’t gonna ski no more
 
 
[Verse 7]
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So skiers, hear my warning
 
Lest you buy a pair of skis
    C
Why take a chance on cracking up
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Or risking a deepfreeze
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There’s quicker, slicker ways to go
    Bm            Em
All guaranteed to please
       Am          D7     G
And we ain’t gonna ski no more
 
 
[Chorus]
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Gory, gory, who’s that birdbrain in the sky
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Gory, gory, it’s a sport I’ll never try
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Gory, gory, I am much too young to die
      Am          D7     G
And I ain’t gonna ski no more
      Am          D7     G
And I ain’t gonna ski no more
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