Intro: Dm   G   Am     

          Dm 
I'm not a leader 
                             G                   C 
I'm not a left-wing rhetoric mobilizing force of one 
                Dm             
But there was a time way back 
                  G              C 
Many years ago in college, don't laugh 
                      Dm 
But I thought I was a radical 
                        G             Am 
I ran a Hemp Liberation group with my boyfriend 
       Dm 
It was true love 
                           G                         C        G  Am 
With a common cause, and besides that, he was a Sagittarius 


           Dm 
We used to say that our love was like hemp rope 
      G                                           Am 
Three times as strong as the rope that you find domestically 
             Dm                 
And we would bond in the face 
                       G                C 
Of oppression from big business and the deans 
                       Dm 
But I knew there was a problem 
                           G                    Am 
Every time the group would meet, everyone would light up 
        Dm 
Made it difficult 
                        G                                 C        G  Am 
To discuss glaucoma and human rights, not to mention chemotherapy 


Instrumental:  (Godawful discordant racket) 


     Dm  
Well sometimes 
                      G                  Am 
Life gives us lessons sent in ridiculous packaging 
     Dm                                  G                             C 
So I found him in the arms of a Student Against The Treacherous Use Of Fur 
                Dm 
And he gave no apology 
                             G                   Am 
He just turned to me, stoned out to the edge of oblivion 
          Dm                                     G                    C 
He didn't pull up the sheets and I think he even smiled as he said to me, 
N.C. 
"Well, I guess our dreams went up in smoke, uh huh huh" 

And I said, "No, our dreams went up in dreams, you stupid pothead" 
     Dm 
And another thing, 
                        G                                       Am 
"What kind of a name is Students Against the Treacherous Use of Fur? 
        Dm 
Fur is already dead 
                         G                        C         G  Am 
And besides, a name like that doesn't make a good acronym" 


     Dm 
I am older now 
                            G               Am 
I know the rise and gradual fall of a daily victory 
            Dm                     
And I still write to my senators 
                            G                      C      
Saying they should legalize cannabis, and I should know 
                   Dm 
'Cause I am a horticulturist 
                         G               Am 
I have a husband and two children out in Lexington, Mass. 
       Dm                                  G 
And my ex-boyfriend can't tell me I've sold out 
                  C     G  
Because he's in a cult 
                        C           G   C 
And he's not allowed to talk to me