Seventy-Six Trombones chords by Hot Air Buffoons

SimplifiedC# · A · D · Bb · F …

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C#
A
D
Bb
F
G
Ab
C#m
Bdim
Db
Eb
Gb
Dbm
E
B
Ebdim
C
Fm
F#
Gm

Verse 1
C# 
A 
Oh what a day, oh what a day,
D 
Bb 
oh what a grand and glorious day
A 
It's buffet, it's a buffet,
D 
everyone get out of our way
F 
Medium rare,
Bb 
what a delectable affair
F 
We were there, I was there,
G 
we were there, yes I was there
Ab 
And the folks behind us
Bb 
really don't have a prayer
And the people from all around
gathered to see us chowing down
without a care
We don't care.
Our pants will tear.
C#m 
We don't care.
G 
Give us a spare.
D 
C#m 
Ab 
People will stare.
C# 
Bdim 
Ab 
We  don't  care.
Oh my goodness!
D 
Ab 
YUM, YUM, YUM, YUM, YUM
Db 
Eb 
Ab 
76 T   -bones on  the big buffet
A 
D 
Ab 
A 
Gb 
Db 
With 110 corn dogs close at hand
D 
Db 
They were followed by rows and rows
G 
Bb 
Ab 
Of the finest corn that rose, even creamed
Eb 
Ab 
Eb 
A 
Of every famous brand, being gi ant,
D 
A 
Eb 
76 hamburgs jammed between the buns.
Dbm 
A 
D 
1 ,010 french fries right behind,
more than a thousand plates
G 
E 
of polyunsaturates.
A 
E 
D 
There were rolls of every shape and kind,
B 
with butter on mine.
D 
G 
As the bubble -bottom bunnies
D 
marched across the room
with a boom.
Gb 
Waddling, waddling,
G 
D 
to ward the grand buffet.
G 
Never use utensils,
D 
Ebdim 
not a fork or spoon,
D 
not even a knife.
G 
A 
Each buffoon stuffing his big, fat face.
D 
Bb 
E 
There were 50 pounds of bacon
Db 
C 
D 
on  my B -O -S.
Bb 
D 
Sizzling, sizzling, louder than before.
A 
G 
Cuts of meat of every size,
C 
D 
and chicken breasts,
and legs, and thighs.
G 
Enough for now,
D 
G 
C 
but I will need some more.
G 
D 
My pants feel much tinier
G 
than before!
Ta -ga -da -daaa!
C 
F 
Fm 
Ta -ga -da -daaa! -da -daaa!
E 
Ta -ga -da -daa!
Db 
D 
D 
Ta -ga -da -da!
D 
A 
D 
76 ham bones on the big buffet,
A 
D 
110 Cornish hens right be
hind. How?
Bowls and bowls and bowls
F 
E 
A 
of the finest Idaho sour cream
E 
with bacon, cheese, and chives.
D 
A 
F# 
Five, five, seven, eight chicken bones
C 
left beside my plate.
Bb 
C 
F 
A hundred and nine corn cobs right behind.
Bb 
Here's mine!
F 
And  then they took my plate
Bb 
C 
F 
from the bounty that I ate. And I oom -pah,
F 
oom -pah, oom -pah -pah.
I oom -pah, oom -pah.
Gm 
F 
Hey, I   have room to spare,
look over there, right over there
Fm 
F 
The dessert buffet is waiting
Bb 
right over there
Db 
And the people from all around
F 
get it to see
Bb 
F 
It's counted down, apple pie,
Fm 
Bb 
bread pudding, chocolatey flair
F 
I was there, I was there,
F 
stuck in my chair, my derriere
F 
People will stare,
really don't care you