Artist: Mark Knopfler

Title: Yankety Axe

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Poverty Stricken But Still I'm A-Stickin' To The Things I Know To Be Facts 

One Day It's Feathers And The Next Day Chicken While I'm Pickin' My Yakety Axe 

Ev'rybody Says That I Never Will Get Far, Keepin' Out Of Work By Pickin' This Guitar 

Livin' On A Shoe-String, Puttin' Off Things Like A Shave And A Hair Cut 



Money Don't Matter As Long As I Scatter A Little Bit Of Happiness Around 

If People Keep A Grinnin' I Figure I'm A Winnin' My Good Old Yakety Sound 

City Folks Go Around Turnin' Up Their Noses And Countin' Their Greenbacks And Smellin' Their Roses 

But I Wouldn't Trade My Yakety Axe, Even For A T-Bone 



I'm Confessin' I Never Took A Lesson, All My Notes Are A Matter Of Guessin' 

Hopin' They'll Come Out In Some Kinda Of Manner That'll Make The Yakety Sound 

So If You're In The Mood And Your Feet Start Tappin' 

And You Feel Laid Back And Your Hands Start Clappin' 

Then I'll Have Done What I Wanted To From Way Back 

You're Diggin' My Yakety Axe 



Now, A Pick