Key: A major
Verse 1
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Bm
F#m
G
Why,
when I was knee -high to a grasshopper,
this black juice came out on a hard -shelled chin,
and they called that tobacco juice.
I used to fiddle with my back feet,
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G
Asus4
The music was thud -like
I usually played such things as rough
neck and thug
Opaque melodies that
would bug most people
Music from the other side of the fence
A black swan figurine
lay on all color lily pads
On a little conglomeration table
of pressed black felt with
same color shadows
and seemed nominees in whatnots.
The long hallway rolled out into oddball odd
Em
A
G
be side the fly -pecked black
Abm
G
Up a wrought iron fire escape,
rolled out a tiny wooden platform
Em
G
A
with dark, hard, dark rubber wheels.
F#m
G
rolled squeaked.
F#m
G
C
G
Sam was a showing scalp flat top,
particular about the point it
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G
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G
made.
Sam was a basket case,
C
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C
a high -knock ivory cup -held,
G
C
saleable everyday pencils.
G
C
G
C
G
C
I wish I had a pair of bongos
G
C
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Bongo Fury
C
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C
Bongo Fury
G
C
G
C
G
Ah, Bongo Fury
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Bongo Fury
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C
Bongo Fury
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