Pickle Postcard
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I remember eating in Duluth
C G
The best pickle of my youth.
D
I think it was a dill.
G
And in Memphis you can find
C G
an okra pickle that's divine.
D G
I can taste it still.
Chorus:
D G
So I'm travelling the country, looking at the pickles,
D G
Going down the highways on my motorcycle,
C D
And I gotta keep on driving 'til I've seen every last brining
G
Facility.
D
And I wish that you were near,
C
But I know you can't be here,
D C G
So I'm sending you a pickle postcard.
In Detroit I went up to
The fifteen foot pickle statue
That's on the reverse of this card.
And it's seeing things like this
That make me feel the luckiest
Guy in this bad world.
Chorus:
So I'm travelling the country, looking at the pickles,
Going down the highways on my motorcycle,
And I gotta keep on driving 'til I've seen every last brining
Factory.
And I wish that you were near,
But I know you can't be here,
So I'm sending you a pickle postcard.
Yes, I wish that you were near,
but I know you can't be here,
so I'm sending you a pickle postcard.
