Date: Thu, 24 Oct 1996 14:26:10 -0600
From: Greg Staggs <dtgreg@earthlink.net>
Subject: Re: Ween 12 Golden Country Greats



I¹M HOLDING YOU

     E									B7
I¹m flying [flying] in a frame of my mind that time cannot erase
	B7								E
I¹m seein¹ [seeing] the future , the past, as I lay the present to 
waste
	E						E7				A
I¹m scopin¹ [scoping] all these feelings I have and hoping for them to 
come true
		B7										E
And I¹m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I¹m 
holding you

	E									B7
I¹m breathing [breathing] the fumes of the grid that rid my lobe of 
oxygen
	B7									E
I¹m climbin [climbing] the walls to where good and evil make amends
	E						E7					A
I¹m trippin¹, [tripping] writhin¹ and squealin¹, pukin¹ , lookin¹ for 
someone like you
		B7										E
And I¹m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I¹m 
holding you


[JAM] 


    E									B7
I¹m flying [flying] in a frame of my mind that time cannot erase
	B7								E
I¹m seein¹ [seeing] the future , the past, as I lay the present to 
waste
	E						E7				A
I¹m scopin¹ [scoping] all these feelings I have and hoping for them to 
come true
		B7										E
And I¹m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I¹m 
holding you


		B7										E
And I¹m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I¹m 
holding you


JAPANESE COWBOY

INRO: [G...G...C...{C.F.} ]

{C	F}		C		F			C
Like a Japanese cowboy 		   or a brother on skates
F			C		F			G
 Like a blizzard in Georgia                or a train running late
   F		C		F			C
I call out your name girl 	  in the heat of the night 
F		C	    G				 C
 and nobody answers      cause something ain¹t right

F		C		F		C
Breakfast at Shoney¹s 	at  two ninety-nine
F			C		F			G
Saved me some money and eased up my mind 
F			C		F			G
I¹m walking in circles and feeling the pain
F		C	    F			G	F
I¹m tossing and turning And crying in vain

C	F		C		F			C
Like a Japanese cowboy 		   or a brother on skates
F			C		F			G
 Like a blizzard in Georgia                or a train running late
   F		C		F			C
I call out your name girl 	  in the heat of the night 
F		C	    G				 C
 and nobody answers      cause something ain¹t right

[ JAM:  C...C...F...F...G...G...C...C.F. ]

 	F	C		F			C
I¹m riding at midnight 	    and crossing the line
	      F		C		F			  G
>From the rain In my windshield       and the tears in my eyes
 		F	C		F		C
Now the bedroom is empty  and I spent my last dime
 		F	C	    F			   G	F			G
And  the lovers are leaving        I got nothing but time,     I got 
you on my mind

CHORUS AND END
PISS UP A ROPE

[INTRO: G...D...G...G...]

	G
My dinner¹s on fire while she watches T.V.
	C
And if you ever wonder what it¹s like to be me
	G
She takes all my money and leaves me no smokes
D
Yells at my buddies and insults my folks
	G
I ^Ìm breakin¹ my back doin the best that I can
	      C
She¹s got time for the dog and none for her man
G			 D						G
And I¹m no dope, but I can¹t cope so hit the fuckin road and piss up a 
rope

		G
A - you can ---  piss.... up a rope
		C
And you can put on your shoes hit the road get truckin¹
G
Pack your bag I don¹t need the ag
		D
On your knees you big booty bitch start suckin¹
	G
You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle
		C
Now you¹re up shit¹s creek with a turd for a paddle
G		D			G
And I can¹t cope, a- piss up a rope

A you can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble
You can piss up a rope and watch me giggle
For the last six months I been packin¹ your bag
You can wash my balls with a warm wet rag
Till my balls feel smooth and soft like silk 
I¹m sick of your mouth and your two percent milk
And I can¹t cope, a - piss up a rope


CHORUS
CHORUS  END
I DON¹T WANNA LEAVE YOU ON THE FARM

C											Am
I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm, I don¹t wanna leave you on the 
farm
C		Am			F	C		G			Am
I don¹t wanna go, ah just so you know; I don¹t wanna leave you on the 
farm
Am 	    Em	       F		C		Am	F		   C
Days go by and I¹m still high, but you know, I¹m thinkin¹ about you
Am 	   	Em	       F			C		F		G		 C
Corn¹s turned brown, leaves fall to the ground It¹s a sound that 
reminds me of you

C										Am
I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm, I don¹t wanna leave you on the 
farm
C		Am			F	C		G			Am
I don¹t wanna go, ah just so you know; I don¹t wanna leave you on the 
farm
Am 	    Em	       F		C		Am	F		   C
No telephone to call you at home I¹m alone ---- -- on the throne
Am 	    Em	       F			C		 F		   G		    C
Go get something hey, thanks for nothin I¹ll keep truckin¹ and gettin¹ 
myself stoned

C											Am
I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm, I don¹t wanna leave you on the 
farm
C		Am			F	C		G			Am
I don¹t wanna go, ah just so you know; I don¹t wanna leave you on the 
farm
Am 	    Em	       F		C		Am	F		   C
Days go by and I¹m still high, but you know, I¹m thinkin¹ about you
Am 	   	Em	       F			C		F		G	 C
Corn¹s turned brown, leaves fall to the ground It¹s a sound that 
sticks like glue

JAM AND END
PRETTY GIRL

E...D...A...A...

A										D	A
There¹s a sweater wearin¹, coat totin¹,  boot footin¹, good lookin¹ 
man --  on town
							E
There¹s a smooth talkin¹ funny walkin¹ dude around
	      A   D   A		    A       D    A  	A    D   A  		A	D	A                  
There¹s a pretty girl and she sees him walkin¹ lookin¹ him up and down
	A	D	A	   D     A		D   A		E
She thinks she¹d like to roll and rock him, turn his life around

A									D	A
There¹s a scum suckin lip fuckin¹ bad ole truck drivin¹ man --   on 
town
						E
There¹s a boot lickin¹ hind tickin¹ dude around
	      A   D   A		    A       D    A  	A    D   A  		A	D	A      
There¹s a pretty girl and he sees her walkin¹ lookin¹ her up and down
	A	D	A	   D     A		D   A		E
He like for her to roll and rock him, turn his life around

A										   D	   A
There¹s a sweater wearin¹, coat totin¹,  boot footin¹, good lookin¹ 
man --  on town
							E
There¹s a smooth talkin¹ funny walkin¹ dude around
	      A   D   A		    A       D    A  	A    D         A  		A	D	A
There¹s a pretty girl and she sees him walkin¹ lookin¹ him up and down
	A	D	A	   D     A		D   A		E
She thinks she¹d like to roll and rock him, turn his life around
		A
Turn his life around   ----  turn his life around
POWDER BLUE

RIFF:

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	G#	G		C			G#	G		C
Powder blue,     powder blue, 	what can you do?	 she¹s powder blue
	G#	G		C			G#	G		C
Powder blue,     powder blue, 	what can you do?	 she¹s powder blue
	Am				   C		
I¹ll be true,    [bop bah]  my powder blue, [powder blue]
	     Am		 	 	       G   	RIFF
it¹s all for you ,   [bop bah]   it¹s all for you    	[and you know 
it]

	G#	G		C			      G#  	G	  C
Powder blue,     powder blue, the seventh son of Orion 	with me too
	G#	G				    C				G#	G	C
Powder blue,     powder blue, how do you do? come walk with me now, 
powder blue
	Am			C		
Powder blue,    [bop bah]   powder blue, [powder blue]
	     Am		 	 G		RIFF
it¹s all for you ,     it¹s all for you    		[and you can feel that ]


	G#	G		C			G#	G	     C
Powder blue,    oh powder blue, 	I got this feelin¹ 	  powder blue
	G#	G		C			G#	G	C
Oh Powder blue,     powder blue, it¹s in my head 	   for you
	Am			C		
I¹ll be true,    [bop bah]  my powder blue, [powder blue]
	     Am		 	 		G			RIFF, AD LIB
it¹s all for you ,  [bop bah]        it¹s all for you 
MR. RICHARD SMOKER

[C] Boodley  bah boo   [Dm] Boodley  bah boo   [F] Boodley  bah boo 
bah  [G]

C											CC#oDm G
Mr. Richard Smoker,  You¹re a poopy poker, Chardonnay and cocaine in 
the spa
G7
Cigarrettes and coffee breath, Little boys on crystal meth
G7					      F7	 F7	   G7   G7
Tonight we¹ll tango in the street, 	     you eat  --   dark meat

C											CC#oDm G
Mr. Richard Smoker,  You¹re a chicken choker,  Tonite you¹re gonna let 
it all hang out
G7
Panty hose and Aqua Net, smoking menthal cigarettes
G7					      F7	 F7	   G7  G7
Tonight we¹ll tango in the street, 	      you eat  --   dark meat


[C] Boodley  bah boo   [Dm] Boodley  bah boo   [F] Boodley  bah boo 
bah  [G] 

SMOKE!   [JAM ]

F7    F7	   G7  G7
You eat     --   dark meat

[C] Boodley  bah boo   [Dm] Boodley  bah boo   [F] Boodley  bah boo 
bah  [G]

C											CC#oDm G
Mr. Richard Smoker,  You¹re an Ono Yoker, Cognac and black coffee with 
the boys
G7
Dancin¹ in your buster browns, whirlin¹ to that techno sound
G7					      		F7	 F7	   G7   G7
Your hands are wet, your hair is slick, 	            you smoke --  big 
dick

C											CC#oDm G
Mr. Richard Smoker,  You¹re a velvet coker, Bruce and Jeff will pick 
you up at ten
G7
Goin out, dancing in the city, Friday night, gotta look pretty
G7					      F7	 F7	   G7   G7
Tonight we¹ll tango in the street, 	     you eat  --   dark meat

[C] Boodley  bah boo   [Dm] Boodley  bah boo   [F] Boodley  bah boo 
bah  [G]
[D] Boodley  bah boo   [Em] Boodley  bah boo   [G] Boodley  bah boo 
bah  [A]
[E] Boodley  bah boo   [F#m] Boodley  bah boo   [A] Boodley  bah boo 
bah  [B]
[F#] Boodley  bah boo   [G#m] Boodley  bah boo   [B] Boodley  bah boo 
bah  [C#]  [C#]
HELP ME SCRAPE THE MUCUS OFF MY BRAIN


G...Bm.Am.G...

				    Am	  D					G D/F# Em
I guess it¹s something in my brain -- I need whiskey to ease the pain
			C	D				G  	Bm Am G
But it¹s early in the morning and I¹m feeling bad again
			C	D				G  D/F# Em
But if you ever loved me -- you¹ll go easy on me now
			A7					D
Fix me up a cup of coffee and in a while I¹ll come around
				    Am	D					G Em
I think I¹ll spend the dogfood money -- but he¹ll love me just the 
same
				C	D					G	Bm Am G
But if you really love me baby -- Help me scrape the mucus off my 
brain

[JAM]

				    Am	  D					G D/F# Em
It¹s a shame when morning hurts -- I¹ve seen bad and I¹ve seen worse
			C	D				G  	Bm Am G
it¹s the nature of my being -- I took some money from your purse
				C	D				G   D/F# Em
Now a Frenchman loves to party	 and I know he¹s not to blame
					A7					D
But the way you¹re lookin¹ at me baby -- I just can¹t help but feel 
the shame

				    Am	D					G Em
I think I¹ll spend the dogfood money -- but he¹ll love me just the 
same
				C	D					G	Bm Am G
But if you really love me baby -- Help me scrape the mucus off my 
brain

				C	D					G	Bm Am G
But if you really love me baby -- Help me scrape the mucus off my 
brain


You Were the Fool 

E
Bless the father bless the sun, cross your heart cause you're the on
Asus4                         		E
Collecting moonbeams in the morning
E
Curvy sticks and wooden poles assisting you in plugging holes
Asus4                                 			E
Plug them holes until you see straight through to the minds eye


D                                            		A
Think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound
      Am7                                      	A6/7sus4
Of Jim and Dan prancing around the pool
                         E                         A            E
You were the fool, and I feel sorry for you, you were the fool
                      D                      		A      E
But there's something you can do


You can wash your arm in a pool of mud, you can chop a tree to prevent 
a flood
You can speak with a turtle just by flipping him around
You can build a boat and sail the sea, you can buy a moat and forge a 
key
Initiate the sequence, create catastrophe


CHORUS


REPEAT 1st VERSE


D                                                     A
Think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound
      Am7                                     	 A6/7sus4
Of Jim and Dan prancing around the pool
                           E                      A            E
You were the fool, and I feel sorry for you, you were the fool
                      D                      	        C                    	  
E
But there's something you can do you were the fool
FLUFFY


D		Em			D		Em
Fluffy, furry buddy, chewed his leg on the porch
D			F/D		G
Why¹d you do it Fluffy - on the porch
D		Em			D		Em
Good dog Fluffy, old friend, my pal
D			F/D		G
Fluffy¹s got his buddy, on the porch
D		Em			D		Em
Penny - she¹s my girlie, she sits here with me, on the porch
D			F/D		G
Penny looks so pretty, on the porch
D		Em			D		Em
Penny takes Fluffy -- for a walk -- out on the path
D			F/D		G
Fluffy chases the other doggies -- on the path
D		Em			D		Em
The pig says to Penny 	³get Fluffy back on the porch²
D			F/D		G
So me and Fluffy and Penny 	are on the Porch

D	Em		D	Em	D	F/D	G  REPEAT