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Another good song by them singing Automatons, was surprised to not see it up here already : P
A TON of Minor chords and Ostinatos
Enjoy ;D
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One Moonlight Night!
Banjo/Accordion intro
One[Dm] moonlight night in the bayou a [Bb]silhouette
The [F]air was sweet and the fo[C]g was vi-o-let
The [Dm]gators were all drinking tea, in a dream[Bb]y pantsless glee
I sa[F]w a suspendered man, a banjo[C] holstered in his hands.
He h[Dm]ad biggest red suspenders I ever did see, golly gee[Bb] that's what I've seen
He f[F]licked the brim of his hat, and this is what[C] he said to me.
"Mis[Dm]ter robot ah am The Suspe[Bb]nder Man
And [F]dis banjo 'as shown me dah[C] promised land.
Now [Dm]ah play a song but in return, yoo put d[Bb]at shiny coin right 'ere in mah urn.
And [F]ah play yoo sumfin fine. Mah music gonna[C] blow yo mind!"
So I[Dm] flicked my coin into his pot, I gotta ad[Gm]mit it twasn't a lot
Two cents and then[Dm] his fingers wriggled,
he plucked those s[C]trings and belched a giggle.
He tapped his foot[Dm], howled like a hound
Ignit[Gm]ing up the unholy so[Dm]und.
And I ain't never, never,[Dm] never, never, never, never, never, never,
never, never, never, neve[Am7]r, never, never, never, never,
never, never, never, neve[C]r, never, heard anything so gr[Dm]eat.
Call [Dm]the vendors.
Big S[Bb]uspenders.
That'[F]s what everybody wan[C]ts to wear[Dm].
They [Dm]stretch to Nantucket.
Put t[Bb]hem in a bucket
And s[F]end them to the gnome tra[C]pped down the w[Dm]ell
(Tug 'em wit[Dm]h thumbs is ideal)
(While rolli[Dm]n' back on your heels)
Dm (Let ring)
(Yeah)
He played the two cent show
And just lik[Dm]e that he stopped playing
My jaw dropp[Bb]ed to the floor.
He cracked h[F]is neck and smiled at me, And said,
"Buddy, y'go[C]tta pay for more!"
But by then [Dm]a crowd had swarmed the swamp,
tossin' coin[Bb] in after coin.
So he cleare[Dm]d his throat, and his finger[Dm]s writhed,
and everyone[Bb] shouted for Suspender Guy.[Dm]
Call th[Dm]e vendors
Big Sus[Bb]penders
That's [F]what grandma wants [C]for her birthday[Dm]
They're[Dm] bright red and awesome
Even wo[Bb]rn by opossums
Nobody [F]wants their pants t[C]o fall down[Dm]
(Ma and[Dm] Pappy want 'em too)
(Even t[Dm]he ghost of your Uncle Stu)
Dm(let Ring)
(Yeah)
He played the two cent show
Fracture dat banjo!
(Under Banjo Solo)
Dm, Bb, F, C x4
All the ch[Dm]ildren sing and dance
Those banj[Bb]o sounds instill a trance
By 4 AM th[Dm]e press what hot
Suspender [C]Man on the front page spot
Suspenders[Dm] were in and spats were out
The girls [Bb]all suffered from fainting bouts
The banjos[Dm] flew off the shelves
Sprouting [Bb]wings with dre[F]ams
of being p[C]layed by Suspe[Dm]nder Man.
But in the[Dm] middle of February
the fog tu[Bb]rned a crimson red
The Suspen[F]der Man disappeared,
everyone w[C]as heels over h[Dm]ead
But we fou[Dm]nd his suspenders and that old banjo
sittin' ri[Bb]ght here on his log
And thoug[Dm]h he's gone,
that's wh[Dm]at he gets
for selli[C]ng his soul to the [Dm]bog
Big S[Dm]uspenders
Put t[Bb]hem in a blender
Three[F] bat teeth and a blacke[C]ned gypsy eye[Dm]
Bring[Dm] it to a boil
Relea[Bb]se your mortal coil
Out p[F]ops a belt to wear for[C] you and me[Dm]-
Nobo[Dm]dy wants their pant[C]s to fall d[Dm]own-
You[Dm] could wear a dress [C]and then...you'd hav[Dm]e no need
(The allig[Dm]ators had it right)
(Wearing p[Dm]ants it sure does bite)
Dm (let ring)
(Yeah)
He played the two cent sh[Dm]ow......
End..
Another good song by them singing Automatons, was surprised to not see it up here already : P
A TON of Minor chords and Ostinatos
Enjoy ;D
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One Moonlight Night!
Banjo/Accordion intro
One[Dm] moonlight night in the bayou a [Bb]silhouette
The [F]air was sweet and the fo[C]g was vi-o-let
The [Dm]gators were all drinking tea, in a dream[Bb]y pantsless glee
I sa[F]w a suspendered man, a banjo[C] holstered in his hands.
He h[Dm]ad biggest red suspenders I ever did see, golly gee[Bb] that's what I've seen
He f[F]licked the brim of his hat, and this is what[C] he said to me.
"Mis[Dm]ter robot ah am The Suspe[Bb]nder Man
And [F]dis banjo 'as shown me dah[C] promised land.
Now [Dm]ah play a song but in return, yoo put d[Bb]at shiny coin right 'ere in mah urn.
And [F]ah play yoo sumfin fine. Mah music gonna[C] blow yo mind!"
So I[Dm] flicked my coin into his pot, I gotta ad[Gm]mit it twasn't a lot
Two cents and then[Dm] his fingers wriggled,
he plucked those s[C]trings and belched a giggle.
He tapped his foot[Dm], howled like a hound
Ignit[Gm]ing up the unholy so[Dm]und.
And I ain't never, never,[Dm] never, never, never, never, never, never,
never, never, never, neve[Am7]r, never, never, never, never,
never, never, never, neve[C]r, never, heard anything so gr[Dm]eat.
Call [Dm]the vendors.
Big S[Bb]uspenders.
That'[F]s what everybody wan[C]ts to wear[Dm].
They [Dm]stretch to Nantucket.
Put t[Bb]hem in a bucket
And s[F]end them to the gnome tra[C]pped down the w[Dm]ell
(Tug 'em wit[Dm]h thumbs is ideal)
(While rolli[Dm]n' back on your heels)
Dm (Let ring)
(Yeah)
He played the two cent show
And just lik[Dm]e that he stopped playing
My jaw dropp[Bb]ed to the floor.
He cracked h[F]is neck and smiled at me, And said,
"Buddy, y'go[C]tta pay for more!"
But by then [Dm]a crowd had swarmed the swamp,
tossin' coin[Bb] in after coin.
So he cleare[Dm]d his throat, and his finger[Dm]s writhed,
and everyone[Bb] shouted for Suspender Guy.[Dm]
Call th[Dm]e vendors
Big Sus[Bb]penders
That's [F]what grandma wants [C]for her birthday[Dm]
They're[Dm] bright red and awesome
Even wo[Bb]rn by opossums
Nobody [F]wants their pants t[C]o fall down[Dm]
(Ma and[Dm] Pappy want 'em too)
(Even t[Dm]he ghost of your Uncle Stu)
Dm(let Ring)
(Yeah)
He played the two cent show
Fracture dat banjo!
(Under Banjo Solo)
Dm, Bb, F, C x4
All the ch[Dm]ildren sing and dance
Those banj[Bb]o sounds instill a trance
By 4 AM th[Dm]e press what hot
Suspender [C]Man on the front page spot
Suspenders[Dm] were in and spats were out
The girls [Bb]all suffered from fainting bouts
The banjos[Dm] flew off the shelves
Sprouting [Bb]wings with dre[F]ams
of being p[C]layed by Suspe[Dm]nder Man.
But in the[Dm] middle of February
the fog tu[Bb]rned a crimson red
The Suspen[F]der Man disappeared,
everyone w[C]as heels over h[Dm]ead
But we fou[Dm]nd his suspenders and that old banjo
sittin' ri[Bb]ght here on his log
And thoug[Dm]h he's gone,
that's wh[Dm]at he gets
for selli[C]ng his soul to the [Dm]bog
Big S[Dm]uspenders
Put t[Bb]hem in a blender
Three[F] bat teeth and a blacke[C]ned gypsy eye[Dm]
Bring[Dm] it to a boil
Relea[Bb]se your mortal coil
Out p[F]ops a belt to wear for[C] you and me[Dm]-
Nobo[Dm]dy wants their pant[C]s to fall d[Dm]own-
You[Dm] could wear a dress [C]and then...you'd hav[Dm]e no need
(The allig[Dm]ators had it right)
(Wearing p[Dm]ants it sure does bite)
Dm (let ring)
(Yeah)
He played the two cent sh[Dm]ow......
End..
