Joe Goes Up - I Come Down chords by Eddie cantor, Jimmy Durante

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Verse 1
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Throw another log on the fire, boys,
while I unfurl a tail.
C
I've been all over this continent.
G
I've been from coast to coast.
I've even been up as far as
Quebec, Mass.
C
I've fought my way up to the Nile,
G
to the very top floor.
And I've even tracked a polecat
to its pole.
C
I've had the yellowjack.
G
I've been shot full of holes.
I've even grabbed an army mule,
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plumped by the plumper.
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But I've never been so ripsawed,
C
highfalutin' mad,
G
as the night I was reclinin' on my Louis
XIV Derriere.
It all started when the telephone tinkled.
Pickin' up the receiver,
I said, oui, oui.
You see, it was a French phone.
The Secretary of State was callin'.
He said, Jimmy, we need you
C
for an important mission.
G
Do you know any
C
thing about foreign relations?
G
I said, foreign relations?
Why, you're talking to a guy
who's got 15 relatives living
in Brooklyn.
How preposterous.
So I said to him, Sec,
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G
I addresses him in
C
the subjunctive.
F
G
My regrets, but I never can voice busi
ness over the phone.
I'll see you tomorrow in D .C.
at P .M. sharp.
So that evening, at cocktail time,
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I gets aboard the Congressional
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Limited.
C
The train was jammed, so
G
what happens?
I had to share my upper berth
with a guy named Joe.
It was too crowded up there
for both of us
to get undressed at the same time,
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G
so I comes down, Joe stays up,
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he takes off his coat.
G
Then Joe comes down, I goes
up, I takes off his shoes.
C
I comes down, Joe goes up,
he takes off his shirt.
G
Joe comes down,
C
I goes up, I takes off my pants.
G
I comes down, Joe goes up,
he puts on his pajamas.
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G
Joe comes down, I goes up,
I puts on my pajamas.
Now we're ready to light down
and go to sleep.
And what happens? It's morning.
We've got to start all
over again.
I comes down, Joe stays up,
he takes off his pajamas.
Joe comes down, I goes up,
I takes off my pajamas.
I comes down, Joe goes up,
he puts on my pants.
Joe comes down, I goes up,
I puts on his shirt.
I comes down, Joe goes up,
he puts on my shoes.
Joe comes down, I goes up,
I puts on his coat.
Now I don't know whether
I'm Joe or Joe is me.
C
It's a case of double identity.
G
He gets off at my station,
I gets off at his station.
His wife runs over to me,
throws her arms around my neck,
gives me a kiss, and says,
Congratulations, Joe,
you're the father
of a nine -pound baby boy.
What a dilemma.
But what could I do about it?
Nothing.
So I went to Hoboken to forget,
and then I went to Hackensack to
forget Hoboken.
F
That's my story, boys.
C
G
So throw another log on the fire.
What? No more logs?
C
Good night, folks.
Good night. you
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