Goodbye Squirrel

Cledus T. Judd

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E|E|----------------------------------------------------------------------------|-| GOODBYE SQUIRD L - Cledus T. Judd E|----------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Tabbed by: bobcats#5 Tuning: Standard
C F Me and Harold Bumpert were outdoors men
C G Set in our backwoods ways
C F Both members of the huntin' club
C G C Both active in the NRA -Nation Redneck Association
C F We scouted a location where we had no doubt
C G We'd kill the biggest buck in the world-about a 34 pointer
C F Harold waited in his tree stand
C G C But, all he seen was a squirrel
C F Dang near two weeks since the the season started and
C G Neither one of us was amused
C F We had a on real tree camo, high-powered ammo
C G C But no big game to shoot
C F Then we finally saw a deer as big as a horse
C G Harold had it in his cross-hairs
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C F But that squirrel jumped off a branch above us and
C G C Landed in Harold's hair (...get it out...)
Am G Harold fell off the stand, on his head he landed
F C Like a wimp he laid there and cried
Am G Till I climbed on down, picked him up off the ground
F G C F C And it didn't take us long to decide...that squirrel had to die
G F Good-bye squirrel
C F With black-eyed peas
C G F Your gonna taste good to me-squirrel
C F It's you or me
C G F Come on out of that tree-squirrel
C F Hey guess what
C G F You've eaten your last nut-squirrel
C F Me and Harold went down to the surplus store
C G Bought a keg of dynomite
C F Two baseball bats and a case of M80's
C G C We were in for one heck of a fight-we'll show you
C F When your huntin' with dumb and dumber
C G Somethings surely bound to go wrong-now be careful
C F And when Harold lit that real short fuse
C G C I knew it wouldn't be long
Am G When the dynamite blew
F C Harold's foot did too
Am G And fingers began to fly
F G We were barely alive when the Game Warden 'rived
F G C F C And much to our suprise, that squirrel didn't die
G F Good-bye squirrel
C F Just one more shot (boom)
C G F You'll be in my crock pot-squirrel
C F You'll make a lunch
C G F You over grown chipmunk-squirrel
C F I'll skin ya hide
C G F And make a hat when it's dried-squirrel Dadblame, Earl, my gosh, Ronnie Milsap could see better than you. I said gimme that, gimme that gun... Look out!(boom boom .. boom) I think I killed something.
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