Misc Traditional - Fathers whiskers
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[Verse 1]
We hGave a dear old daddy
For A7whom we daily pray,
He's D7got a set of whiskers,
They're always in the wGay.
[Chorus]
GOh, they're always in the way,
The A7cows eat them for hay,
They D7hide the dirt on father's shirt,
They're always in the Gway.
[Verse 2]
FatGher had a strong back,
Now A7it's all caved in,
He sD7tepped upon his whiskers
And walked up to his Gchin.
[Chorus]
GOh, they're always in the way,
The A7cows eat them for hay,
They D7hide the dirt on father's shirt,
They're always in the Gway.
[Verse 3]
We Ghave a dear old mother,
With A7him at night she sleeps,
She D7wakes up in the morning
Eating shredded Gwheat.
[Chorus]
GOh, they're always in the way,
The A7cows eat them for hay,
They D7hide the dirt on father's shirt,
They're always in the Gway.
[Verse 4]
We Ghave a dear old brother,
He A7has a Ford machine,
He D7uses father's whiskers
To strain the gasoGline.
[Chorus]
GOh, they're always in the way,
The A7cows eat them for hay,
They D7hide the dirt on father's shirt,
They're always in the Gway.
[Verse 5]
We Ghave a dear old sister,
It A7really is a laugh,
She D7sprinkle's father's whiskers
As bath salts in her Gbath.
[Chorus]
GOh, they're always in the way,
The A7cows eat them for hay,
They D7hide the dirt on father's shirt,
They're always in the Gway.
[Verse 6]
FaGther has a daughter,
Her nA7ame is Ella Mae,
She D7climbs up father's whiskers
And braids them all the Gway.
[Chorus]
GOh, they're always in the way,
The A7cows eat them for hay,
They D7hide the dirt on father's shirt,
They're always in the Gway.
[Verse 7]
AGround the supper table
We A7make a merry group,
Until D7dear father's whiskers
Get tangled in the Gsoup.
[Chorus]
GOh, they're always in the way,
The A7cows eat them for hay,
They D7hide the dirt on father's shirt,
They're always in the Gway.
[Verse 8]
FGather fought in Flanders,
He A7wasn't killed, you see,
His D7whiskers looked like bushes
And fooled the eneGmy.
[Chorus]
GOh, they're always in the way,
The A7cows eat them for hay,
They D7hide the dirt on father's shirt,
They're always in the Gway.
[Verse 9]
When Gfather goes in swimming,
No A7bathing suit for him,
He D7ties his whiskers 'round his waist
And gaily plunges Gin.
[Chorus]
GOh, they're always in the way,
The A7cows eat them for hay,
They D7hide the dirt on father's shirt,
They're always in the Gway.
[Verse 10]
FGather in a tavern,
He A7likes his lager beer,
He D7pins a pretzel on his nose
To keep his whiskers cGlear.
[Chorus]
GOh, they're always in the way,
The A7cows eat them for hay,
They D7hide the dirt on father's shirt,
They're always in the Gway.