Quinn The Eskimo(the Mighty Quinn) Chords & Lyrics - Bob Dylan
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[G]Ev'rybody's [C]building the big [G]ships and the [C]boats,
[G]Some are building [C]monuments,
[G]Others, jotting down [C]notes,
[G]Ev'rybody's [C]in despair,
[G]Ev'ry girl and [C]boy
But when [G]Quinn the Eskimo [D]gets here,
Ev'ry[C]body's gonna jump for [G]joy.
[G]Come all without, [D]come all with[G]in,
You'll not see [D]nothing like the [C]mighty [G]Quinn.
I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet,
But guarding fumes and making haste,
It ain't my cup of meat.
Ev'rybody's 'neath the trees,
Feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.
A cat's meow and a cow's moo, I can recite 'em all,
Just tell me where it hurts yuh, honey,
And I'll tell you who to call.
Nobody can get no sleep,
There's someone on ev'ryone's toes
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
Ev'rybody's gonna wanna doze.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.
[G]Some are building [C]monuments,
[G]Others, jotting down [C]notes,
[G]Ev'rybody's [C]in despair,
[G]Ev'ry girl and [C]boy
But when [G]Quinn the Eskimo [D]gets here,
Ev'ry[C]body's gonna jump for [G]joy.
[G]Come all without, [D]come all with[G]in,
You'll not see [D]nothing like the [C]mighty [G]Quinn.
I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet,
But guarding fumes and making haste,
It ain't my cup of meat.
Ev'rybody's 'neath the trees,
Feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.
A cat's meow and a cow's moo, I can recite 'em all,
Just tell me where it hurts yuh, honey,
And I'll tell you who to call.
Nobody can get no sleep,
There's someone on ev'ryone's toes
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
Ev'rybody's gonna wanna doze.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.
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