Standard Tuning EADGBe
Intro: C A7 D7 G7 (x2)
Verse 1:
Spr[C]ing is h[A7]ere, a s-s[D7]pring is [G7]here,
Li[C]fe is ski[A7]ttles, and l[D7]ife is b[G7]eer,
[Dm]I think the lov[G7]eliest ti[C]me of the ye[G7]ar is the spr[C]ing,
(I [A7]do! Don't [D7]you? Of course you [G7]do!)
But there's [Dm]one thing that m[G7]akes spring comp[C]lete for me,
And m[D7]akes every Sunday a tr[G]eat for me![G7]
Chorus 1:
All the wo[C]rld seems in tune, on a spring afternoon,
When were poisoning pigeons in the [G7]park,
Every Su[Dm]nday you'll see, my sweetheart and me,
As we po[G7]ison the pigeons in the p[C]ark!
Post-Chorus 1:
When [F]they see us coming, the bi[C]rdies all try and hide,
But they s[D7]till go for peanuts when c[G7]oated with cyanide...
The s[C]un's shining bright, everything seems all right,
When were poi[G7]soning pigeons in the p[C]ark!
(Instrumental Break)
Verse 2:
We've [G7]gained notoriety, and [C7]caused much anxiety,
In the [G7]audubon society, [C7]with our games...
They[A7] call it impiety, and [D7]lack of propriety,
And [A7]quite a variety of...unpleasant na[D]mes!
But its [D7]not against any reli[G]gion, to [D7]want to dispose of a p[G7]igeon!
Chorus 2:
[G7]So,....if [C7]Sunday is free, why don't you come with me,
And we'll poison the pigeons in the [G7]park?
And m[Dm]aybe we'll do in a squirrel or two,
While we're poi[G7]soning pigeons in the p[C]ark,
Post-Chorus 2:
We'll mu[F]rder them all, amid la[C]ughter and merriment,
Exc[D7]ept for the few we take h[G7]ome to experiment!
My p[C]ulse will be quickening with each drop of strychenine we [D7]feed to a [G7]pigeon,
It j[D7]ust takes a smi[G7]dgin, to po[D7]ison a p[G7]igeon in the p[C]ark![G7][C]
(end)
Intro: C A7 D7 G7 (x2)
Verse 1:
Spr[C]ing is h[A7]ere, a s-s[D7]pring is [G7]here,
Li[C]fe is ski[A7]ttles, and l[D7]ife is b[G7]eer,
[Dm]I think the lov[G7]eliest ti[C]me of the ye[G7]ar is the spr[C]ing,
(I [A7]do! Don't [D7]you? Of course you [G7]do!)
But there's [Dm]one thing that m[G7]akes spring comp[C]lete for me,
And m[D7]akes every Sunday a tr[G]eat for me![G7]
Chorus 1:
All the wo[C]rld seems in tune, on a spring afternoon,
When were poisoning pigeons in the [G7]park,
Every Su[Dm]nday you'll see, my sweetheart and me,
As we po[G7]ison the pigeons in the p[C]ark!
Post-Chorus 1:
When [F]they see us coming, the bi[C]rdies all try and hide,
But they s[D7]till go for peanuts when c[G7]oated with cyanide...
The s[C]un's shining bright, everything seems all right,
When were poi[G7]soning pigeons in the p[C]ark!
(Instrumental Break)
Verse 2:
We've [G7]gained notoriety, and [C7]caused much anxiety,
In the [G7]audubon society, [C7]with our games...
They[A7] call it impiety, and [D7]lack of propriety,
And [A7]quite a variety of...unpleasant na[D]mes!
But its [D7]not against any reli[G]gion, to [D7]want to dispose of a p[G7]igeon!
Chorus 2:
[G7]So,....if [C7]Sunday is free, why don't you come with me,
And we'll poison the pigeons in the [G7]park?
And m[Dm]aybe we'll do in a squirrel or two,
While we're poi[G7]soning pigeons in the p[C]ark,
Post-Chorus 2:
We'll mu[F]rder them all, amid la[C]ughter and merriment,
Exc[D7]ept for the few we take h[G7]ome to experiment!
My p[C]ulse will be quickening with each drop of strychenine we [D7]feed to a [G7]pigeon,
It j[D7]ust takes a smi[G7]dgin, to po[D7]ison a p[G7]igeon in the p[C]ark![G7][C]
(end)
