I Got Stoned And I Missed It
By Shel Silverstein
rmofle at satx.rr.com
11/20/2005
[A]I was sitting in my basement, I just rolled myself a taste
of something [E]green and gold and glorious to get me through the [A]day
Then my [A]friend yelled through the transom, "Grab your coat and get your hat son
There's a [E]nut down on the corner, givin' dollar bills a[A]way"
But I [E]sat around a bit then I had another hit
Then I [E]rolled myself a bauma, tThen I thought about my mama.
Then I [E]fooled around, played around, played around a while and then
Chorus:
I got [A]stoned and I missed it. I got stoned and I missed it.
I got [E]stoned and it rolled right [A]by.
I got [A]stoned and I missed it. I got stoned and I missed it.
I got [E]stoned, oh me oh my.
It took seven months of urgin' just to get that local virgin
With the sweet face up to my place to fool around a bit
Next day she woke up rosy aAnd she snuggled up so cozy
When she asked me how I liked it, Lord, it hurts me to admit
Chorus
Fiddle solo
I'm makin' no excuses for the many things I uses
Just to sweeten up my relationships and brighten up my day
When my earthly race is over and I'm ready for the clover
And they ask me how my life has been, I guess I'll have to say
Chorus
By Shel Silverstein
rmofle at satx.rr.com
11/20/2005
[A]I was sitting in my basement, I just rolled myself a taste
of something [E]green and gold and glorious to get me through the [A]day
Then my [A]friend yelled through the transom, "Grab your coat and get your hat son
There's a [E]nut down on the corner, givin' dollar bills a[A]way"
But I [E]sat around a bit then I had another hit
Then I [E]rolled myself a bauma, tThen I thought about my mama.
Then I [E]fooled around, played around, played around a while and then
Chorus:
I got [A]stoned and I missed it. I got stoned and I missed it.
I got [E]stoned and it rolled right [A]by.
I got [A]stoned and I missed it. I got stoned and I missed it.
I got [E]stoned, oh me oh my.
It took seven months of urgin' just to get that local virgin
With the sweet face up to my place to fool around a bit
Next day she woke up rosy aAnd she snuggled up so cozy
When she asked me how I liked it, Lord, it hurts me to admit
Chorus
Fiddle solo
I'm makin' no excuses for the many things I uses
Just to sweeten up my relationships and brighten up my day
When my earthly race is over and I'm ready for the clover
And they ask me how my life has been, I guess I'll have to say
Chorus
