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Capo: 1 Tuning: E A D G B E
“Egg & Daughter Nite, Lincoln Nebraska 1967 (Crazy Bone)” by John Prine from the album Tree of Forgiveness The song’s actually in the key of Eb, but I’m guessing he plays it in D with the capo on the 1st fret. [intro] D [verse]
If you Dlike your apples sweet And your Dstreets are not concrete You’d be in your bed by 9 every Anight Take your Ahand-spanked, corn-fed gal And your Abest friend’s four-eyed pal To a Atreat right down the street that’s Ddynamite Well, let your Dconscience be your guide If you Dput your foot inside You D7wish you left your well enough Galone When Gyou got hell to pay, Put the Dtruth on layaB7way and EBlame it on that Aol’ crazy Dbone
[Chorus]
Crazy Gbone, crazy Dbone Well you E7wish you left your well enough aAlone When Gyou got hell to pay, Put the Dtruth on layaB7way and And Eblame it on that Aol’ crazy Dbone
[Verse]
Don’t be Dstuck up in Alaska When you Dshould be up in Nebraska On a Thursday when it’s egg & daughter Anite When the Afarmers come to town And they Aspread them eggs around And they Adrop their daughters down at the roller Drink Well, you’re Dprobably standing there With your Dslicked-back Brylcreem hair Your D7Luckys and your daddy’s fine-tooth Gcomb If they Gknew what you were thinking, They’d Drun you out of B7Lincoln Just Eblame it on that Aol’ crazy Dbone.
[Chorus]
Crazy Gbone, crazy Dbone Well you E7must’ve left your wisdom tooth at Ahome If they Gknew what you were thinking, They’d Drun you out of B7Lincoln Just Eblame it on that Aol’ crazy Dbone
[Instrumental] D D D A A A A D [Verse]
When the Dgrandkids all are grown And they’ve Dput you in a home And Deternity is approaching Afast Yeah, you’re Ahalf out of your head And you Aprobably pissed the bed And Ayou can’t see a thing to save your Dass When Dfar across the prairie In the Dlocal cemetery They D7already got your name Carved out in Gstone When Gall them nurses say, “Grandpa, Dwhy you walk that B7way?” Just Eblame it on that Aol’ crazy Dbone B7 Yeah, Eblame it on that Aol’ crazy
[Chorus]
GBone, crazy Dbone And E7everybody in that olD folks Ahome If they Gknew what you were thinking, They’d Drun you out of B7Lincoln Just Eblame it on that Aol’ crazy Dbone B7 And Eeverybody Ain that ol’ folks Dhome B7 Yeah, Eblame it on that Aol’ crazy Dbone.