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Intro: F Bb Fb
FBig yellow moon risin' up over them old hills Big yellow moon risin' up over them old Chills FBig yellow moon risin' over the hills BbMy baby's on a tear and she's fit to kill FThere's a big yellow moon risin' Cup over them old Fhills
(Same exact thing throughout the the whole song) The Devil's in the Jukebox jumpin' on the rhythm and blues Devil's in the Jukebox jumpin' on the rhythm and blues The Devil's in the Jukebox jumpin' on the rhythm Kinfolk say you've got to take what you've been given The Devil's in the Jukebox jumpin' on the rhythm and blues Mama 'bout to throw a few tomatoes on the griddle to fry Mama 'bout to throw a few tomatoes on the griddle to fry Mama 'bout to throw a few tomatoes on the griddle Kick off your shoes and set a little Mama 'bout to throw a few tomatoes on the griddle to fry Packin' my bags and thinking that Id get out of town Packin' my bags and thinking that Id get out of town Been packin' my bags, think I'll get out of town But like an old dog I just keep hangin' 'round Packin' my bags and thinking that Id get out of town Big yellow moon risin' up over them old hills Big yellow moon risin' up over them old hills There's a big yellow moon risin' over the hills My baby's on a tear and she's fit to kill There's a big yellow moon risin' up over them old hills