Going Out In Style

F

     Bb                      
I've seen a lot of sights and 
 Eb            F
traveled many miles
Bb                           Ebm 
Shook a thousand hands and seen 
           Eb
my share of smiles
Bb                                 
I've caused some great concern and 
Eb                F
told one too many lies
Bb                            
And now I see the world through 
        F
these sad, old, jaded eyes

Bb                             Eb
So what if I threw a party and all 
my friends were there?
Bb                         F
Acquaintances, relatives, the girls 
who never cared
Bb                        
You'll have a host of rowdy 
                 Eb
hooligans in a big line out the door
F
Side by side with Sister Barbara, 
Chief Wells and Bobby 'Orr
Bb
I'd invite the Flannigans
Eb
Replace the window you smashed out
Bb                           F
I'd apologize the Sluggo for pissing
 on his couch
Bb                           Eb
I'll see Mrs. McAuliffe and so many 
others soon
F
Then I'll say I'm sorry for what I 
did sleepwalking in her room

Bb                           
So what if I threw a party and 
   Eb
invited Mayor Menino?
Bb
He'd tell you to get a permit
F
Well this time Tom I don't think so
Bb
It's a neighborhood reunion
Eb
But now we'd get along
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F
Van Morrison would be there and he'd
 sing me one last song
Bb                                
With a backup band of bass players
    Eb
 to keep us up all night
Bb
Three handsome four string 
troubadours
F
And Newton's own Fat Mike
Bb                                
I'll be in the can having a smoke 
    Eb
with Garv and Johnny Fitz
F
But there's a back up in the 
bathroom
F
Cause the Badger's got the shits


Chorus:
Bb                               
You may bury me with an enemy in 
Eb
Mount Calvary
Bb                              F
You can stack me on a pyre and soak 
me down with whiskey
Bb                              
Roast me to a blackened crisp and 
   Eb
throw me in a pile
F
I could really give a shit - I'm 
going out in style
Bb                            Eb
You can take my urn to Fenway spread
 my ashes all about
Bb
Or you can bring me down to Wolly 
Beach
F
And dump the sucker out
Bb                            Eb
Burn me to a rotten crisp and toast 
me for a while
F
I could really give a shit - I'm 
going out in style

Bb
Make me up dress me up
Eb
Feed me a big old shot
Bb
Of embalming fluid highballs
F
So I don't start to rot
Bb
Now take me to McGreevy's
Eb
I wanna buy one final round
F
That cheap prick would peel an 
orange in his pocket
F
Then hurry up and suck 'em down

Bb
If there's a god the girls you loved
Eb
Will all come walking through the 
door
Bb                                
Maybe they'll feeld bad for me and
      F
 this stiff will finally score
Bb
You've got the bed already
Eb
And the nerve and courage too
F
Cause I've be slugging from
F
A stash of Desi Queally's 1980s
F
Bathtub brew

Repeat Chorus--

Spread my ashes all about
Dump the sucker out
Toast me for a while
I'm going out in style