Peter, Paul and Mary - Too much of nothing

^GToo much of nothin' can make a ^Cman feel ill at ease ^DOne man's temper might rise, while the ^Cother man's temper might f^Greeze. ^GIn the days of long confessions, we ^Ccan not mock a soul When there's ^Dtoo much of nothin', ^Fno one has ^Gcontrol.

S^Fay hello to V^Calerie, ^Gsay hello to Marion, S^Fend them all my s^Calary, on the ^Gwaters of o^Fblivion.^{C G G}Too much of nothin' can make a ^Cman abuse a king He can w^Dalk the streets and boast like most but h^Ce don't know a t^Ghing. ^GIt's all been done before, ^Cit's all been written in the book. But when it's ^Dtoo much of nothin', ^Cnobody should ^Glook, ^FSay hello to V^Calerie, ^Gsay hello to Marion, ^FSend them all my s^Calary, on the ^Gwaters of o^Fblivion.^{C G G}Too much of nothin' can turn a ^Cman into a liar It can ^Dcause some men to sleep on nails, and ^Cother men to eat ^Gfire. ^GEverybody's doin' somethin', I^C heard it in a dream But when it's ^Dtoo much of nothin', it just ^Cmakes a fella ^Gmean. ^FSay hello to V^Calerie, s^Gay hello to Marion, F C G F C G (GDA)outtro Send them all my salary, on the waters of oblivion.