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Date: Thu, 24 Oct 1996 14:26:10 -0600
From: Greg Staggs 
Subject: Re: Ween 12 Golden Country Greats



I?M HOLDING YOU

     E									B7
I?m flying [flying] in a frame of my mind that time cannot erase
	B7								E
I?m seein? [seeing] the future , the past, as I lay the present to 
waste
	E						E7				A
I?m scopin? [scoping] all these feelings I have and hoping for them to 
come true
		B7										E
And I?m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I?m 
holding you

	E									B7
I?m breathing [breathing] the fumes of the grid that rid my lobe of 
oxygen
	B7									E
I?m climbin [climbing] the walls to where good and evil make amends
	E						E7					A
I?m trippin?, [tripping] writhin? and squealin?, pukin? , lookin? for 
someone like you
		B7										E
And I?m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I?m 
holding you


[JAM] 


    E									B7
I?m flying [flying] in a frame of my mind that time cannot erase
	B7								E
I?m seein? [seeing] the future , the past, as I lay the present to 
waste
	E						E7				A
I?m scopin? [scoping] all these feelings I have and hoping for them to 
come true
		B7										E
And I?m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I?m 
holding you


		B7										E
And I?m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I?m 
holding you


JAPANESE COWBOY

INRO: [G...G...C...{C.F.} ]

{C	F}		C		F			C
Like a Japanese cowboy 		   or a brother on skates
F			C		F			G
 Like a blizzard in Georgia                or a train running late
   F		C		F			C
I call out your name girl 	  in the heat of the night 
F		C	    G				 C
 and nobody answers      cause something ain?t right

F		C		F		C
Breakfast at Shoney?s 	at  two ninety-nine
F			C		F			G
Saved me some money and eased up my mind 
F			C		F			G
I?m walking in circles and feeling the pain
F		C	    F			G	F
I?m tossing and turning And crying in vain

C	F		C		F			C
Like a Japanese cowboy 		   or a brother on skates
F			C		F			G
 Like a blizzard in Georgia                or a train running late
   F		C		F			C
I call out your name girl 	  in the heat of the night 
F		C	    G				 C
 and nobody answers      cause something ain?t right

[ JAM:  C...C...F...F...G...G...C...C.F. ]

 	F	C		F			C
I?m riding at midnight 	    and crossing the line
	      F		C		F			  G
From the rain In my windshield       and the tears in my eyes
 		F	C		F		C
Now the bedroom is empty  and I spent my last dime
 		F	C	    F			   G	F			G
And  the lovers are leaving        I got nothing but time,     I got 
you on my mind

CHORUS AND END
PISS UP A ROPE

[INTRO: G...D...G...G...]

	G
My dinner?s on fire while she watches T.V.
	C
And if you ever wonder what it?s like to be me
	G
She takes all my money and leaves me no smokes
D
Yells at my buddies and insults my folks
	G
I ^?m breakin? my back doin the best that I can
	      C
She?s got time for the dog and none for her man
G			 D						G
And I?m no dope, but I can?t cope so hit the fuckin road and piss up a 
rope

		G
A - you can ---  piss.... up a rope
		C
And you can put on your shoes hit the road get truckin?
G
Pack your bag I don?t need the ag
		D
On your knees you big booty bitch start suckin?
	G
You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle
		C
Now you?re up shit?s creek with a turd for a paddle
G		D			G
And I can?t cope, a- piss up a rope

A you can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble
You can piss up a rope and watch me giggle
For the last six months I been packin? your bag
You can wash my balls with a warm wet rag
Till my balls feel smooth and soft like silk 
I?m sick of your mouth and your two percent milk
And I can?t cope, a - piss up a rope


CHORUS
CHORUS  END
I DON?T WANNA LEAVE YOU ON THE FARM

C											Am
I don?t wanna leave you on the farm, I don?t wanna leave you on the 
farm
C		Am			F	C		G			Am
I don?t wanna go, ah just so you know; I don?t wanna leave you on the 
farm
Am 	    Em	       F		C		Am	F		   C
Days go by and I?m still high, but you know, I?m thinkin? about you
Am 	   	Em	       F			C		F		G		 C
Corn?s turned brown, leaves fall to the ground It?s a sound that 
reminds me of you

C										Am
I don?t wanna leave you on the farm, I don?t wanna leave you on the 
farm
C		Am			F	C		G			Am
I don?t wanna go, ah just so you know; I don?t wanna leave you on the 
farm
Am 	    Em	       F		C		Am	F		   C
No telephone to call you at home I?m alone ---- -- on the throne
Am 	    Em	       F			C		 F		   G		    C
Go get something hey, thanks for nothin I?ll keep truckin? and gettin? 
myself stoned

C											Am
I don?t wanna leave you on the farm, I don?t wanna leave you on the 
farm
C		Am			F	C		G			Am
I don?t wanna go, ah just so you know; I don?t wanna leave you on the 
farm
Am 	    Em	       F		C		Am	F		   C
Days go by and I?m still high, but you know, I?m thinkin? about you
Am 	   	Em	       F			C		F		G	 C
Corn?s turned brown, leaves fall to the ground It?s a sound that 
sticks like glue

JAM AND END
PRETTY GIRL

E...D...A...A...

A										D	A
There?s a sweater wearin?, coat totin?,  boot footin?, good lookin? 
man --  on town
							E
There?s a smooth talkin? funny walkin? dude around
	      A   D   A		    A       D    A  	A    D   A  		A	D	A                  
There?s a pretty girl and she sees him walkin? lookin? him up and down
	A	D	A	   D     A		D   A		E
She thinks she?d like to roll and rock him, turn his life around

A									D	A
There?s a scum suckin lip fuckin? bad ole truck drivin? man --   on 
town
						E
There?s a boot lickin? hind tickin? dude around
	      A   D   A		    A       D    A  	A    D   A  		A	D	A      
There?s a pretty girl and he sees her walkin? lookin? her up and down
	A	D	A	   D     A		D   A		E
He like for her to roll and rock him, turn his life around

A										   D	   A
There?s a sweater wearin?, coat totin?,  boot footin?, good lookin? 
man --  on town
							E
There?s a smooth talkin? funny walkin? dude around
	      A   D   A		    A       D    A  	A    D         A  		A	D	A
There?s a pretty girl and she sees him walkin? lookin? him up and down
	A	D	A	   D     A		D   A		E
She thinks she?d like to roll and rock him, turn his life around
		A
Turn his life around   ----  turn his life around
POWDER BLUE

RIFF:

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G# G C G# G C Powder blue, powder blue, what can you do? she?s powder blue G# G C G# G C Powder blue, powder blue, what can you do? she?s powder blue Am C I?ll be true, [bop bah] my powder blue, [powder blue] Am G RIFF it?s all for you , [bop bah] it?s all for you [and you know it] G# G C G# G C Powder blue, powder blue, the seventh son of Orion with me too G# G C G# G C Powder blue, powder blue, how do you do? come walk with me now, powder blue Am C Powder blue, [bop bah] powder blue, [powder blue] Am G RIFF it?s all for you , it?s all for you [and you can feel that ] G# G C G# G C Powder blue, oh powder blue, I got this feelin? powder blue G# G C G# G C Oh Powder blue, powder blue, it?s in my head for you Am C I?ll be true, [bop bah] my powder blue, [powder blue] Am G RIFF, AD LIB it?s all for you , [bop bah] it?s all for you MR. RICHARD SMOKER [C] Boodley bah boo [Dm] Boodley bah boo [F] Boodley bah boo bah [G] C CC#oDm G Mr. Richard Smoker, You?re a poopy poker, Chardonnay and cocaine in the spa G7 Cigarrettes and coffee breath, Little boys on crystal meth G7 F7 F7 G7 G7 Tonight we?ll tango in the street, you eat -- dark meat C CC#oDm G Mr. Richard Smoker, You?re a chicken choker, Tonite you?re gonna let it all hang out G7 Panty hose and Aqua Net, smoking menthal cigarettes G7 F7 F7 G7 G7 Tonight we?ll tango in the street, you eat -- dark meat [C] Boodley bah boo [Dm] Boodley bah boo [F] Boodley bah boo bah [G] SMOKE! [JAM ] F7 F7 G7 G7 You eat -- dark meat [C] Boodley bah boo [Dm] Boodley bah boo [F] Boodley bah boo bah [G] C CC#oDm G Mr. Richard Smoker, You?re an Ono Yoker, Cognac and black coffee with the boys G7 Dancin? in your buster browns, whirlin? to that techno sound G7 F7 F7 G7 G7 Your hands are wet, your hair is slick, you smoke -- big dick C CC#oDm G Mr. Richard Smoker, You?re a velvet coker, Bruce and Jeff will pick you up at ten G7 Goin out, dancing in the city, Friday night, gotta look pretty G7 F7 F7 G7 G7 Tonight we?ll tango in the street, you eat -- dark meat [C] Boodley bah boo [Dm] Boodley bah boo [F] Boodley bah boo bah [G] [D] Boodley bah boo [Em] Boodley bah boo [G] Boodley bah boo bah [A] [E] Boodley bah boo [F#m] Boodley bah boo [A] Boodley bah boo bah [B] [F#] Boodley bah boo [G#m] Boodley bah boo [B] Boodley bah boo bah [C#] [C#] HELP ME SCRAPE THE MUCUS OFF MY BRAIN G...Bm.Am.G... Am D G D/F# Em I guess it?s something in my brain -- I need whiskey to ease the pain C D G Bm Am G But it?s early in the morning and I?m feeling bad again C D G D/F# Em But if you ever loved me -- you?ll go easy on me now A7 D Fix me up a cup of coffee and in a while I?ll come around Am D G Em I think I?ll spend the dogfood money -- but he?ll love me just the same C D G Bm Am G But if you really love me baby -- Help me scrape the mucus off my brain [JAM] Am D G D/F# Em It?s a shame when morning hurts -- I?ve seen bad and I?ve seen worse C D G Bm Am G it?s the nature of my being -- I took some money from your purse C D G D/F# Em Now a Frenchman loves to party and I know he?s not to blame A7 D But the way you?re lookin? at me baby -- I just can?t help but feel the shame Am D G Em I think I?ll spend the dogfood money -- but he?ll love me just the same C D G Bm Am G But if you really love me baby -- Help me scrape the mucus off my brain C D G Bm Am G But if you really love me baby -- Help me scrape the mucus off my brain You Were the Fool E Bless the father bless the sun, cross your heart cause you're the on Asus4 E Collecting moonbeams in the morning E Curvy sticks and wooden poles assisting you in plugging holes Asus4 E Plug them holes until you see straight through to the minds eye D A Think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound Am7 A6/7sus4 Of Jim and Dan prancing around the pool E A E You were the fool, and I feel sorry for you, you were the fool D A E But there's something you can do You can wash your arm in a pool of mud, you can chop a tree to prevent a flood You can speak with a turtle just by flipping him around You can build a boat and sail the sea, you can buy a moat and forge a key Initiate the sequence, create catastrophe CHORUS REPEAT 1st VERSE D A Think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound Am7 A6/7sus4 Of Jim and Dan prancing around the pool E A E You were the fool, and I feel sorry for you, you were the fool D C E But there's something you can do you were the fool FLUFFY D Em D Em Fluffy, furry buddy, chewed his leg on the porch D F/D G Why?d you do it Fluffy - on the porch D Em D Em Good dog Fluffy, old friend, my pal D F/D G Fluffy?s got his buddy, on the porch D Em D Em Penny - she?s my girlie, she sits here with me, on the porch D F/D G Penny looks so pretty, on the porch D Em D Em Penny takes Fluffy -- for a walk -- out on the path D F/D G Fluffy chases the other doggies -- on the path D Em D Em The pig says to Penny ?get Fluffy back on the porch? D F/D G So me and Fluffy and Penny are on the Porch D Em D Em D F/D G REPEAT
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