John Prine - Egg and daughter nite lincoln nebraska 1967 crazy bone

If you like your ^Aapples ^Dsweet, And your streets are ^Anot ^Dconcrete, ^DYou'll be in your bed by nine every ^Anight, Take your ^Dhand-spanked, c^Aorn-fed ^Dgal, And your best friend's ^Afour-eyed pal, ^ATo a treat right down the street that's ^Ddynamite, Now let your ^Dconscience be your guide, If you ^Gput your foot inside, You ^Dwish you left your well-enough ^Galone, When you ^Ggot hell to pay, put the ^Dtruth on lay^Baway, And ^Eblame it on that ^Aole' ^Dcrazy bone.

Crazy ^Gbone (crazy bone), crazy ^Dbone (crazy bone), Well you ^Ewish you'd left your well-enough ^Aalone,^{Em7 A} When you ^Ggot hell to pay, put the ^Dtruth on lay^Baway, And ^Eblame it on the ^Aole' crazy ^Dbone.

^DDon't be stuck up in Alaska, when you should be in Nebraska, ^DOn a Thursday when it's Egg & Daughter ^ANite, ^AWhen the farmers come to town, ^AAnd they spread them eggs around, ^AAnd they drop their daughters down at the roller ^Drink, ^DWell you're probably standing there ^DWith your slicked-back, brylcreem hair, ^DYour Lucky's and your daddy's fine-tooth ^Gcomb, ^GIf they knew what you were thinking. They'd ^Drun you out of ^BLincoln, Just ^Eblame it on that ^Aole' ^Dcrazy bone,

Crazy ^Gbone (crazy bone), crazy ^Dbone (crazy bone), Well you ^Emust have left your wisdom tooth at ^Ahome, If they ^Gknew what you were thinking, They'd ^Drun you out of ^BLincoln, ^EBlame it on the ^Aole' crazy ^Dbone.

^DWhen the grandkids all are grown, ^DAnd they put you in a home, ^DAnd eternity is approaching ^Afast, ^AYeah you're half out of your head, ^AAnd you probably pissed the bed, ^AAnd you can't see a thing to save your ^Dass, ^DAnd far across the prairie (prairie), ^DIn the local cemetery ('tery), ^DThey already got your name carved out in ^Gstone, ^GWhen all them nurses say, "Grandpa ^Dwhy you walk ^Athat ^Bway?" Just ^Eblame it on that ^Aole' crazy ^Dbone, Yeah ^Eblame it on that ^Aole' crazy...

^Gbone (crazy bone), crazy ^Dbone (crazy bone), And ^Eeverybody in that old folks' ^Ahome, If they ^Gknew what you were thinking, They'd ^Drun you out of ^BLincoln, ^E7Blame it on the ^Aole' crazy ^Dbone. And ^E7everybody ^Ain that old folks' ^Dhome,^B Yeah ^E7blame it on that ^Aole' crazy ^Dbone.