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