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[Verse 1]
  D                                   G
I went to a party at the local county jail
        D                                      G
All the cons were dancing and the men began to wail
        A                              G
But the guys were indiscreet they were balling in the street
       D                  A             D    A
At the local dance at the local county jail
         D                                        G
Well the band were playing and the booze began to flow
        D                                    G
But the sound came over on the police car radio
        A                    G
Down at Precinct 49 having a tear gas of a time
         D                         A                      D      A
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the County Jail
 
[Chorus]
     Bm                             G
load up load up load up with rubber bullets
     Bm                             G
load up load up load up with rubber bullets
          Em                  A
I love to hear those convicts squeal
       Em                      A
It's a shame these slugs ain't real
       D                         A             D   A
But we can't have dancing at the local county jail

[Verse 2]
         D                                        G
Sergeant Baker and his men made a beeline for the jail
        D                                      G
And for miles around you could hear the sirens wail
          D                      A          G
There's a rumor going down death row that a fuse is going to blow
       D                A            D    
at the local hop at the local county jail 

                                              Eb
What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do?
E
What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do?

[Solo]
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[Bridge]
         D
Sergeant Baker started talking with a bullhorn in his hand
       Dm
He was cool he was clear he was he was always in command
        Gadd9      G     Em    A
He said blood will flow, here, padre
Em        A            G
Padre you talk to your boys
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Trust in me, God will come to    set  you free

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        D                                              G
Well we don't understand why he called in the National Guard (National Guard. The National Guard)
           D                                          G
When Uncle Sam is the one who belongs in the exercise yard
   A                   
We all got balls and brains
    G
but some's got balls and chains
       D                  A            D      A         
at the local dance at the local county jail

[Chorus]
     Bm                             G
load up load up load up with rubber bullets
     Bm                             G
load up load up load up with rubber bullets
      Em            A           Em               A
Is it really such a crime for a guy to spend his time
       D                  A            D
at the local dance at the local county jail
       D                  A            D    
at the local dance at the local county jail 

                                              Eb
What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do?
E
What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do?

[Outro]
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