Song: Fibber Island
Album: NO!
Intro (highE):
This is the finger picking pattern played on the acoustic durring
the intro and the finger picked parts of the song
E----------------|
B----------------|
G----------------|
D----------9-----| 2x
A---99---9-----9-|
E-7----7-----7---|
Verse 1:
[E]Here on Fibber Island.
We st[B]rum rubber guitars.
Our fr[A]iends live on Mars.
And we sew But[E]tons on our cars.
[E]Here on Fibber Island.
Our ho[B]use is made of pie
Our d[A]og is two miles wide.
And all he ta[E]lks about is pie.
Chorus 1 ( Durring choruses just keep playing the highE:
[E]Here on Fibber I[E]sland.
[E]We swim on the g[E]round
[E]Wheels are square, not r[E]ound
We eat c[E]hocolate by the p[E]ound.
Verse 2:
Here on Fibber Island
No one sings along
We just ride Giraffes
And wear bicycles for hats
To get to Fibber Island
You just close your eyes
Start fibbing in your mind
And see what you can find
Chorus:
Here on Fibber Island
We hide mittens in our hair
You might need to stare
To see the mitters in our hair
Verse 3:( Quiet )
Come to Fibber Island
And strum rubber guitars
Meet our friends from Mars
And sew buttons on our cars
( Song stops and begins again )
Outro: (highE)
Album: NO!
Intro (highE):
This is the finger picking pattern played on the acoustic durring
the intro and the finger picked parts of the song
E----------------|
B----------------|
G----------------|
D----------9-----| 2x
A---99---9-----9-|
E-7----7-----7---|
Verse 1:
[E]Here on Fibber Island.
We st[B]rum rubber guitars.
Our fr[A]iends live on Mars.
And we sew But[E]tons on our cars.
[E]Here on Fibber Island.
Our ho[B]use is made of pie
Our d[A]og is two miles wide.
And all he ta[E]lks about is pie.
Chorus 1 ( Durring choruses just keep playing the highE:
[E]Here on Fibber I[E]sland.
[E]We swim on the g[E]round
[E]Wheels are square, not r[E]ound
We eat c[E]hocolate by the p[E]ound.
Verse 2:
Here on Fibber Island
No one sings along
We just ride Giraffes
And wear bicycles for hats
To get to Fibber Island
You just close your eyes
Start fibbing in your mind
And see what you can find
Chorus:
Here on Fibber Island
We hide mittens in our hair
You might need to stare
To see the mitters in our hair
Verse 3:( Quiet )
Come to Fibber Island
And strum rubber guitars
Meet our friends from Mars
And sew buttons on our cars
( Song stops and begins again )
Outro: (highE)