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30,000 Pounds of Bananas (Live) - Harry Chapin The song is played with a capo that throughout the song climbs the frets. For proof, watch him live on YouTube. All chords used are to current Capo setting: E: 022100 D: xx0232 B: x24442 E*: 022300 D/C#: x4x232 G: 355433 E7: 022030 A: 002220 Bm: 224432 Am: 002210 A*: 577655 CAPO 1st FRET INTRO: E E* E E* (x2)
It was Ejust after dark when the E7truck started down The Ahill that leads into AmScranton PennsylEvania. Carrying Dthirty D/C#thousand Bmpounds of Ebananas. Carrying Dthirty D/C#thousand Bmpounds of Ebananas.
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He was a Eyoung driver, A* just out on his second job. EAnd he was carrying the next day's pasty fruits For Aeveryone in that Amcoal-scarred city, Where Echildren play without despair A* E In backyard slag piles, and folks manage to eat each day About Dthirty D/C#thousand Bmpounds of Ebananas. Yes, just about Dthirty D/C#thousand Bmpounds of bananas.
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He Epassed a sign that he E7should have seen, saying, &Aquot;Shift to low Amgear or fifty doEllar fine, my friend." He was Athinking perhaps about the Amwarm-breathed woman Who was Ewaiting at the journey's end. He Astarted down the Amtwo-mile drop, The Ecurving road that wound from the top of the Bhill. He was Epushing on through the shortening miles that ran down to the depot.
Just a few more miles to go,
Then Ahe'd go home and Amhave her ease his Elong, cramped day away. And the smell of Dthirty D/C#thousand Bmpounds of Ebananas. D D/C# Bm (Slide CAPO 2nd FRET) Yes, the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
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He was Epicking speed as the E7city spread its Atwinkling Amlights beElow him. But he Epaid no heed as the E7shivering thoughts of the Anight's AmDelights went Ethrough him. E (strum) E (strum) His foot nursed the brakes to slow him down, Bm (strum) Bm (strum) But the pedal floored easy without a sound. He said, &Equot;Christ!" It was funny how he had named the only Amman who could save him now. He was trapped Einside a dead-end hellslide,
Riding on his fear-hunched back A* With every one of those yellow-green,
I'm telling you, Dthirty D/C#thousand Bmpounds of Ebananas. D D/C# Bm (Slide CAPO 3rd FRET) Yes, there were thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
DOUBLE TIME!
He Ebarely made the E7sweeping curve that Aled Aminto the Esteepest grade. And he Emissed the thankful E7passing bus at Aninety Ammiles an Ehour. And he said, &Aquot;God, make Eit a dream!" As he Grode his Dlast ride Adown. And he said, &Aquot;God, make Eit a dream!" As he Grode his Dlast ride Adown. And he sideAmswiped nineteen neat parked cars, EClipped off thirteen telephone poles, AmHit two houses, bruised eight trees, And EBlue-Crossed seven people. It was Bmthen he lost his head, Not to Ammention an arm or two before he Estopped.

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And he smeared for four hundred yards
Along the hill that leads into Scranton, Pennsylvania.
All those Dthirty D/C#thousand Bmpounds of Ebananas.
ORIGINAL TEMPO (Fade in) E You see the man who told me about it on the bus,
As it Awent up the hill out of AmScranton, EPennsylvania. He Eshrugged his shoulders, he shook his head, And he Asaid (

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and this is exactly what he said),
"Boy, that sure must've been something. Just imagine thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
Yes, there were Dthirty D/F#thousand Bmpounds of

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mashed bananas. E Of bananas. (Repeat with Barred F, then F#, etc. until fade out.)