x D
You'll always have smokes
G
If you always give buckets of love
D
Like little sad Tad who was living
G
On beetles and grubs
Bm
He had a blue-eyed merle
D
and loved an Indian girl
Em
Lived alone in the warm wet fields
D
In this corner of the world
D
You'll always eat bread
G
If you always have seeds to sow
D
LIke old Zen Ben who lived
G
With a murder of crows
Bm
He wore a crown of beans
D
And a belt of weeds
Em
Slept alone in the warm wet fields
D
On a bed of mustard seed
guitar solo
D
You won't lose the beat if you just keep
G
Clapping your hands
D
Like sweet sweet Pete who clapped
G
for the Ruminant Band
Bm
He had a broken lung
D
And a bit-off tongue
Em
Lived alone in the warm wet fields
D
Under moon and the sun
D
Under moon and the sun!
