Mother Mother - Little pistol

^BmUpon my side ^GWhere it is felt ^DI pack a little pistol on my ^Em7pistol belt I think I^Em might be feared Of the^Bm world, and the^C way it^D makes you feel^Em afraid

^BmUnder the skin ^GAgainst the skull ^DThey put a little chip so they ^Emknow it all I think I^Em might be scared Of the^Bm world,

and the^C way it^D makes you feel afraid

And ^Em I, I, I, I, I, I^Em It gets in the^G way, gets in the^Bm way gets in the^G way In the^A way, way ay ay ay and now

^EmI want brimstone ^B7In my garden And^Am I want roses ^EmSet on fire ^CAnd I, I want what's ^Gbest for me ^CAnd I, I think I ^Gknow, ^Fjust what tha^Ct means, Just what that^Bm means.

To^Bm-day I coo To^G-day I caw I^D have a pistol party and I ^EmKill them a^Gb7ll I think I might b^Gb7e feared.

Of the^Bm men and the ^Cmen with their ^Dhands in-s^Emide, and the^Bm women, oh the ^Cwomen all they^D do is cry,

And^Em I, I, I, I, I,^Em I I lose my^G mind lose my^Bm mind lose my^G mind Lose my^A mi,i,i,ind and now

^EmI found brimstone ^B7In my garden And^Am I found roses ^EmSet on fire ^EmAnd I found Jesus, ^B7what a liar ^AmSo I trade licks with ^EmMuddy Waters

^CAnd I, I found what's ^Gbest for me ^CAnd I, I see no ^Gtragedy ^CAnd I, well I found a ^Gburning rose, ^CAnd I, I won’t be p^Gackin l^Fittle ^Cpistols No more^Bm