My My My Cifras

Standard tuning: E B G D A E.
 
11. MY, MY, MY
 
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Comments:
1. Actually this D5 has some 'Dm smell' that reveals through
the guitar riffs.
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Intro:
 
Riff 1: x2
 
    D5
e[---------3--1------------------]
b[---------------3---------------]
g[-------------------------------]
d[--0--0-------------------3--5--]
a[-------------------3--5--------]
 
Verse 1:
 
D5                                    C5       G5
   Fine fine strychnine free the mind cure the blind
D5                                C5  G5
   Ho ho recline to the country a-goldmines
A                          C
  I got it comin' outa' my ears
D5                                         C5 G5
   Fine fine take your time stay put in the alpines
D5                                  C5  G5
   Ho ho Cocteau you get mixin' the moonshine
A                                     C
  He'll teach you how to walk through mirrors
 
Chorus:
 
F               Bb
My my my you're petrified
F               Bb  G7
My my my you're sick inside
F               Bb
My my my you're stupefied
    G7               D5
And I know what it's like
 
Verse 2:
 
D5                                  C5 G5
   Touche Broadway's no place for a padre
D5                                 C5  G5
   No way Jose ya hike back to the country
A                                      C
  Those brooks are tremblin' there for you
D5                                                   C5     G5
   Nix nix on the card tricks carve your name in the candle stick
D5                                             C5  G5
   Make haste double click they may call you a lunatic
A                                C
   Oh man but they haven't got a clue
 
Chorus:
 
F               Bb
My my my you're glorified
F               Bb  G7
My my my you're sick inside
F               Bb
My my my you're certified
    G7
And I
 
Chorus:
 
F               Bb
My my my you're sanctified
F               Bb   G7
My my my you're squinty eyed
F           Bb
My my my my tongue is tied
    G7               Dm       A  C
But I know what it's like
 
Verse 3:
 
D5                                    C5     G5
   Delta high tide pack your bags and take a bride
D5                                            C5        G5
   Brush fires mud slides plug your ears and overt your eyes
A                            C
  Be still and it'll pass by you
 
Chorus:
 
F               Bb
My my my you're mortified
F               Bb   G7
My my my you're chicken fried
F               Bb
My my my it's a nationwide
  G7
Tonight
 
Chorus:
 
F               Bb
My my my you're spirit guide
F                   Bb      G7
Has up and fled and stole your ride
F               Bb
My my my you're stupefied
    G7                    D5
But I know what it's like
 
Ending:
 
D5
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Fine fine fine fine
 
Ooh ooh ooh
 
La la la
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