**This tab is subject to change as I often come back and see little things I want to tweak**
(Male voice):
C G Am F
When I was a young boy, I'd climb into my bed.
C Am F
My mother would turn off the light, and pat my little
G
head.
Am C
She'd speak of lessons she had learned,
F C
Important wisdom passed along.
C Am
Then she'd stand in my shadowed room
F G C
And sing this little song.
(Female/high voice):
C G
Never trust a puppet,
Am F
puppets are un--true.
C Am
No matter what the puppet says,
F G
he don't care bout' you.
C G
Never trust a puppet,
Am F
puppets are in-sin-cere.
C Am
Some how every-one finds out,
F G
what you whisper in a puppets ear.
C G
When I was a young girl,
Am F
I got a puppet for my birth-day.
C Am
We went everywhere together,
F G
we played, and laughed, and sang.
C G
But the puppet started lying,
Am F
and taking things that didn't belong to it.
C Am
And saying inappropriate things at my parents parties.
F G
And one night when I was asleep, the puppet ran away.
C G
Never trust a puppet,
Am F
or the feelings that they share.
C Am
There is something not quite right,
F G
in a puppets stare.
C G
Never give your heart to a puppet,
Am F
always stay on your guard.
C Am
Puppets will betray you.....
F G C
Puppets are really weird.
C G
When I was a tiny girl,
F C
my aunt had a little lamb puppet.
C G
She'd use it as a oven mitt,
F C
and take a hot casserole out of the oven.
C G
Then she'd chase me around the house,
F C
with the puppet on her hand.
Screaming..
*no chords*
"I BURNT MY TONGUE, I BURNT MY TONGUE!"
*long pause*
C G
Never trust a puppet,
Am F
puppets are un--true.
C Am
No matter what the puppet says,
F G C
he don't care bout' you.
