Artist: | John Prine (English) |
User: | Dan Field |
Duration: | 130 seconds |
Delay: | 12 seconds |
Chord names: | Default |
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Comment: | - |
John Prine
Egg & Daughter Nite Lincoln Nebraska 1967
Capo III Key of C shapes
D
If you like your apples sweet
D
And your streets are not concrete
A
You’d be in your bed by 9 every night
A
Take your hand-spanked, corn-fed gal
A
And your best friend’s four-eyed pal
A D
To a treat right down the street that’s dynamite
D
Well, let your conscience be your guide
D
If you put your foot inside
D7 G
You wish you left your well enough alone
G
When you got hell to pay,
D B7
Put the truth on layaway and
E A D
Blame it on that ol’ crazy bone
[Chorus]
G D
Crazy bone, crazy bone
E7 A
Well you wish you left your well enough alone
G
When you got hell to pay,
D B7
Put the truth on layaway and
E A D
And blame it on that ol’ crazy bone
[Verse]
D
Don’t be stuck up in Alaska
D
When you should be up in Nebraska
A
On a Thursday when it’s egg & daughter nite
A
When the farmers come to town
A
And they spread them eggs around
A D
And they drop their daughters down at the roller rink
D
Well, you’re probably standing there
D
With your slicked-back Brylcreem hair
D7 G
Your Luckys and your daddy’s fine-tooth comb
G
If they knew what you were thinking,
D B7
They’d run you out of Lincoln
E A D
Just blame it on that ol’ crazy bone.
[Chorus]
G D
Crazy bone, crazy bone
E7 A
Well you must’ve left your wisdom tooth at home
G
If they knew what you were thinking,
D B7
They’d run you out of Lincoln
E A D
Just blame it on that ol’ crazy bone
[Instrumental]
D D D A
A A A D
[Verse]
D
When the grandkids all are grown
D
And they’ve put you in a home
D A
And eternity is approaching fast
A
Yeah, you’re half out of your head
A
And you probably pissed the bed
A D
And you can’t see a thing to save your ass
D
When far across the prairie
D
In the local cemetery
D7
They already got your name
G
Carved out in stone
G
When all them nurses say,
D B7
“Grandpa, why you walk that way?”
E A D B7
Just blame it on that ol’ crazy bone
E A
Yeah, blame it on that ol’ crazy
[Chorus]
G D
Bone, crazy bone
E7 A
And everybody in that old folks home
G
If they knew what you were thinking,
D B7
They’d run you out of Lincoln
E A D B7
Just blame it on that ol’ crazy bone
E A D B7
And everybody in that ol’ folks home
E A D
Yeah, blame it on that ol’ crazy bone.