Mama Bake A Pie Daddy Kill A Chicken Chords & Lyrics - Drive-by Truckers
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Capo I
INTRO: [E] [A] [E] [A] [E] [A] [E] [A]
[VERSE 1]
[E]People starin' [A]at me as they [E]wheel me down the [A]ramp toward my [E]plane [A] [E] [A]
The [E]war is over [A]for me, I've for[E]gotten every[A]thing except the [E]pain [A] [E] [A]
[D]"Thank you sir and yes sir, it was worth it for the old red white and [E]blue [A] [E] [A]
[B] [A] [E] [A] [E] (A)
Since I won't be walkin', I suppose I'll save some money buyin' shoes"
[VERSE 2]
The [E]bottle hidden [A]underneath the [E]blanket over [A]my two battered [E]legs [A] [E] [A]
I [E]can see the stewardess [A]makin' over [E]me and askin [A]me "were you afra[E]id?" [A] [E] [A]
[D]I say "why no I'm Superman, couldn't find the phone booth quite in [E]time"[A] [E] [A]
[B]A G.I. gets a lot of laughs if [A]he remembers all the funny [E]lines [A] [E] [A]
[CHORUS]
Mama bake a [A]pie, Daddy kill a [E]chicken [A] [E] [A]
Your s[E]on is comin' [A]home e[E]leven thirty-[A]five Wednesday [E]night [A] [E] [A]
[VERSE 3]
[E]Mama will be [A]cryin', [E]Daddy's gonna say "[A]Son, they treat you [E]good?"[A] [E] [A]
[E]My uncle will be [A]drunk and he'll say "[E]Boy they do some [A]real great things with [E]wood" [A] [E] [A]
[D]The letter that she wrote me said goodbye, she couldn't wait and lots of [E]luck [A] [E] [A]
[B]The bottle underneath the blanket [A]feels just like an old friend to my [E]touch [A] [E] [A]
[VERSE 4]
And [E]I know she'll come [A]and see me, but [E]I bet she ne[A]ver once looks at [E]my leg[A]s [E] [A]
[E]She'll just talk about the [A]weather and the [E]dress she wore, the [A]July 4th pa[E]rade [A] [E] [A]
[D]Lord I love her so much that I don't think I can drink her off my [E]mind [A] [E] [A]
[B]And I can see it in the paper where [A]they're sayin' that the war's a waste of [E]time [A] [E] [A]
[CHORUS]
Mama bake a [A]pie, Daddy kill a [E]chicken [A] [E] [A]
Your [E]son is comin' [A]home e[E]leven thirty-[A]five Wednesday [E]night [A] [E] [A]
Your [E]son is comin' [A]home e[E]leven thirty-[A]five Wednesday [E]night[A] [E] [A]
Your son i[E]s coming home eleven thirty-five Wednesday night
INTRO: [E] [A] [E] [A] [E] [A] [E] [A]
[VERSE 1]
[E]People starin' [A]at me as they [E]wheel me down the [A]ramp toward my [E]plane [A] [E] [A]
The [E]war is over [A]for me, I've for[E]gotten every[A]thing except the [E]pain [A] [E] [A]
[D]"Thank you sir and yes sir, it was worth it for the old red white and [E]blue [A] [E] [A]
[B] [A] [E] [A] [E] (A)
Since I won't be walkin', I suppose I'll save some money buyin' shoes"
[VERSE 2]
The [E]bottle hidden [A]underneath the [E]blanket over [A]my two battered [E]legs [A] [E] [A]
I [E]can see the stewardess [A]makin' over [E]me and askin [A]me "were you afra[E]id?" [A] [E] [A]
[D]I say "why no I'm Superman, couldn't find the phone booth quite in [E]time"[A] [E] [A]
[B]A G.I. gets a lot of laughs if [A]he remembers all the funny [E]lines [A] [E] [A]
[CHORUS]
Mama bake a [A]pie, Daddy kill a [E]chicken [A] [E] [A]
Your s[E]on is comin' [A]home e[E]leven thirty-[A]five Wednesday [E]night [A] [E] [A]
[VERSE 3]
[E]Mama will be [A]cryin', [E]Daddy's gonna say "[A]Son, they treat you [E]good?"[A] [E] [A]
[E]My uncle will be [A]drunk and he'll say "[E]Boy they do some [A]real great things with [E]wood" [A] [E] [A]
[D]The letter that she wrote me said goodbye, she couldn't wait and lots of [E]luck [A] [E] [A]
[B]The bottle underneath the blanket [A]feels just like an old friend to my [E]touch [A] [E] [A]
[VERSE 4]
And [E]I know she'll come [A]and see me, but [E]I bet she ne[A]ver once looks at [E]my leg[A]s [E] [A]
[E]She'll just talk about the [A]weather and the [E]dress she wore, the [A]July 4th pa[E]rade [A] [E] [A]
[D]Lord I love her so much that I don't think I can drink her off my [E]mind [A] [E] [A]
[B]And I can see it in the paper where [A]they're sayin' that the war's a waste of [E]time [A] [E] [A]
[CHORUS]
Mama bake a [A]pie, Daddy kill a [E]chicken [A] [E] [A]
Your [E]son is comin' [A]home e[E]leven thirty-[A]five Wednesday [E]night [A] [E] [A]
Your [E]son is comin' [A]home e[E]leven thirty-[A]five Wednesday [E]night[A] [E] [A]
Your son i[E]s coming home eleven thirty-five Wednesday night
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