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The Drinking Song ukulele

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the#
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.#

Date: Tue, 17 Mar 1998 11:27:05 -0800
From: Adam Gaverluk 
Subject: CRD: drinking_song.crd by Moxy Fruvous

Drinking Song

Written and Recorded by Moxy Fruvous
>From the album "Bargainville" (WEA CD-93134)
Transcribed by Adam Gaverluk (agaverluk@wwdc.com)

     F5                C7
\___________/    \___________/
 |_|_|_|_O_|      |_|_|_|_|_|
 |_|_|_|_|_|      |_|_O_O_O_|    Play C5 and A7 as shown
 |_|_O_|_|_|      |_|_|_|_|_O
 |_O_|_|_|_O      |_|_|_|_|_|
 |_|_|_|_|_|      |_|_|_|_|_|

No capo

Intro and Chorus:
        F    C7     F
And the band played on

       F    F5     G
As the helicopters whirred

F            C7           F    Dm
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn

   F      G       F
My senses finally blurred

C7       F            F5               F
He was a rock, to the end a solid reminder

         Dm      C7
Couldn't deny a friend

C7              F             F5          F
We lived in the noise and the sweet amber posion

Em                          F
Peekin' up the skirt of the end

C7       F      F5                        F
And we'd drink, two gnarly dudes and some records

          Dm              C7
Much like plates of black food

C7               F      F5           F
We filled up our faces, saw some far places

Em                       F    C7
Stood on the roof in the nude


Between poles, he said "we're like cows in the grass"
Brushing off flies
Chaise lounging around standing up, falling down
'Till we no longer opened our eyes
And we'd drink, ever notice how drinking's like war
Cup 'o' troops o'er the gums
To the end of our health a campaign 'gaisnt myself
Armed with bourons and scotches and rums


Think of bombs, we're poised on the edge of disaster
Whether it's right or it's wrong
We opened the window, played some Nintendo
Sang a few bars of some pretty old song:

	F F   F          G     F
	Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight

        F         C7       F
	Goodnight Irene goodnight Irene

             F      C7     F        C7
	I'll see you in my dreams

Oh to dream, those impotent bones of extinction
Flying graceful and free
None but the best cause the man cannot rest
'Till he's finally beaten his me


'Till the end, he passed out on the sun deck that morning
Quietly saying goodbye
But I was so hammered I sputtered and stammered
Told him he couldn't just die
He was a rock, went straight for his own armageddon
Face froze in a grin
Ambulance flyin' in I never drank again
Can't really call that a loss or a win


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