Chords for A FATHER AND SON & RUFUS IS A TIT MAN - LOUDON WAINWRIGHT (Live 1998)
Tempo:
92.3 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
Bm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I'll do another one.
I got this son of mine that is making his move.
He's just made his first album.
His name is [D] Rufus Wayne, right?
[A] Yeah, so this is about Rufus and my father and my mother and her parents and [B] you're in there too.
[D]
[G]
[D]
When I was your age [Bm] I was just like you and just look at [D] me now, I'm sure you do.
But your [Bm] grandfather was just as bad [G] and you should have [D] heard him trash his dad.
Life's no picnic, that's a given.
My mom's mom died when my mom was seven.
My mom's father was a tragic [G] guy.
He was so [D] distant, nobody knows why.
[Em] Now you're mother's [F#m] family, you know them.
[G] [D] Each and every one a gem, each and every one a gem.
When I was your age [Bm] I was a [G] mess, on a bad [D] day I still am I guess.
I think I know [Bm] what you're going through.
Everything changes but nothing is new.
[D] And I know that I'm miserable, [B] can't you see?
I [D] just want you to be just like me.
Boys grow up [Bm] to be grown men and [D] then men change back into boys again.
[C#] You're starting [F#m] up and I'm winding down.
[G] Ain't it big [Bm] enough for us both in [G] this town?
[D] Say it's big enough for us both in this town.
[A]
[G] [D]
[Bm] [G] [D]
When [Bm] I was your age I thought I hated my dad and that the [D] feeling was a mutual one that we had.
We fought each other day and night.
[G] I was always [D] wrong and he was always right.
But he [A] had the power and he needed [G] to win.
His life [D] half over, mine about to begin.
I'm not sure about that Oedipal [G] stuff.
[D] But when we were together it was always rough.
[B] Hate is a strong [F#m] word, I want to backtrack.
The [D] bigger the front, the bigger the [G] back.
The [D] bigger the front, the bigger the back.
Now you and me are me and you.
[G] It's a [D] different ball game, though not brand new.
And I don't know what all this [Bm] fighting is [G] for.
We're having us a [D] teenage middle age war.
I don't want to die and you want to [G] live.
It takes a little bit [D] of take and a whole lot of give.
It never really ends though [Bm] each race [G] is run.
[D] This thing between a father and a son.
[Em] Maybe it's [F#m] power, push and shove.
[G] Maybe [D] it's hate, probably it's love.
Maybe it's hate, probably it's love.
[Bm] [D]
[N] Thank you very much.
[G#] [A]
I'll [G] sing you two songs about Rufus [G] because he deserves it.
[E] This one I wrote back in 1975 [A] when Rufus was about three or [G] something.
He's been bitter ever since.
[A]
[D] [A]
[D] [G] Rufus is a tip man, sucking on his mama's glands, sucking on the nipple.
It's sweeter [C] than the ripple wine.
[G] Yeah, it's sweeter than the [D] wine.
[G] [D]
[C] You can tell by the way the boy burps, it's got to taste fine.
[A]
[G] [A] [D]
[G] Marco Polo craved the spice and silk and Rufus craved the mama's milk and no more cow, my nanny goat is gonna [C] get the baby's vote.
Come on, mama.
Come [G] on and open up your shirt.
[D] [C] Yeah, you got the goods mama, [G] give the little boy a squirt.
[A] [G]
[Am] [A]
From [D]
my lungs and from my liver I do definitely fear, I like to suck on cigarettes.
[C] Drink the wine and the beer, the doctor says I'm oral.
[G] [A]
[G] [C] Son, you look so satisfied, [G] I envy [A] you.
[G] [Am]
[D] [A]
[D] [G] So put Rufus on the left one and put me right on the right like [Am] Romulus and [G] Remus will suck [C] all day.
Is this gonna go on TV?
We'll test the outer limits of PBS.
Come on, mama.
Come on, mama.
Come on, mama.
[G] Black tate of [A] wine.
[G]
[D] [C] Yeah, look down on us mama and flash [G] us a Madonna smile.
[N] Thank you.
Thank you very much, folks.
Nice to be here tonight.
Thank you.
I got this son of mine that is making his move.
He's just made his first album.
His name is [D] Rufus Wayne, right?
[A] Yeah, so this is about Rufus and my father and my mother and her parents and [B] you're in there too.
[D]
[G]
[D]
When I was your age [Bm] I was just like you and just look at [D] me now, I'm sure you do.
But your [Bm] grandfather was just as bad [G] and you should have [D] heard him trash his dad.
Life's no picnic, that's a given.
My mom's mom died when my mom was seven.
My mom's father was a tragic [G] guy.
He was so [D] distant, nobody knows why.
[Em] Now you're mother's [F#m] family, you know them.
[G] [D] Each and every one a gem, each and every one a gem.
When I was your age [Bm] I was a [G] mess, on a bad [D] day I still am I guess.
I think I know [Bm] what you're going through.
Everything changes but nothing is new.
[D] And I know that I'm miserable, [B] can't you see?
I [D] just want you to be just like me.
Boys grow up [Bm] to be grown men and [D] then men change back into boys again.
[C#] You're starting [F#m] up and I'm winding down.
[G] Ain't it big [Bm] enough for us both in [G] this town?
[D] Say it's big enough for us both in this town.
[A]
[G] [D]
[Bm] [G] [D]
When [Bm] I was your age I thought I hated my dad and that the [D] feeling was a mutual one that we had.
We fought each other day and night.
[G] I was always [D] wrong and he was always right.
But he [A] had the power and he needed [G] to win.
His life [D] half over, mine about to begin.
I'm not sure about that Oedipal [G] stuff.
[D] But when we were together it was always rough.
[B] Hate is a strong [F#m] word, I want to backtrack.
The [D] bigger the front, the bigger the [G] back.
The [D] bigger the front, the bigger the back.
Now you and me are me and you.
[G] It's a [D] different ball game, though not brand new.
And I don't know what all this [Bm] fighting is [G] for.
We're having us a [D] teenage middle age war.
I don't want to die and you want to [G] live.
It takes a little bit [D] of take and a whole lot of give.
It never really ends though [Bm] each race [G] is run.
[D] This thing between a father and a son.
[Em] Maybe it's [F#m] power, push and shove.
[G] Maybe [D] it's hate, probably it's love.
Maybe it's hate, probably it's love.
[Bm] [D]
[N] Thank you very much.
[G#] [A]
I'll [G] sing you two songs about Rufus [G] because he deserves it.
[E] This one I wrote back in 1975 [A] when Rufus was about three or [G] something.
He's been bitter ever since.
[A]
[D] [A]
[D] [G] Rufus is a tip man, sucking on his mama's glands, sucking on the nipple.
It's sweeter [C] than the ripple wine.
[G] Yeah, it's sweeter than the [D] wine.
[G] [D]
[C] You can tell by the way the boy burps, it's got to taste fine.
[A]
[G] [A] [D]
[G] Marco Polo craved the spice and silk and Rufus craved the mama's milk and no more cow, my nanny goat is gonna [C] get the baby's vote.
Come on, mama.
Come [G] on and open up your shirt.
[D] [C] Yeah, you got the goods mama, [G] give the little boy a squirt.
[A] [G]
[Am] [A]
From [D]
my lungs and from my liver I do definitely fear, I like to suck on cigarettes.
[C] Drink the wine and the beer, the doctor says I'm oral.
[G] [A]
[G] [C] Son, you look so satisfied, [G] I envy [A] you.
[G] [Am]
[D] [A]
[D] [G] So put Rufus on the left one and put me right on the right like [Am] Romulus and [G] Remus will suck [C] all day.
Is this gonna go on TV?
We'll test the outer limits of PBS.
Come on, mama.
Come on, mama.
Come on, mama.
[G] Black tate of [A] wine.
[G]
[D] [C] Yeah, look down on us mama and flash [G] us a Madonna smile.
[N] Thank you.
Thank you very much, folks.
Nice to be here tonight.
Thank you.
Key:
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'll do another one.
I got this son of mine that is _ making his move.
He's just made his first album.
His name is [D] Rufus Wayne, right?
_ _ _ [A] Yeah, so this is about Rufus and my father and my mother and her parents and _ _ [B] _ you're in there too.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ When I was your age [Bm] I was just like you and just look at [D] me now, I'm sure you do.
But your [Bm] grandfather was just as bad [G] and you should have [D] heard him trash his dad.
Life's no picnic, that's a given.
My mom's mom died when my mom was seven.
My mom's father was a tragic [G] guy.
He was so [D] distant, nobody knows why. _ _ _
_ _ [Em] Now you're mother's [F#m] family, you know them.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ [D] Each and every one a gem, each and every one a gem.
When I was your age [Bm] I was a [G] mess, on a bad [D] day I still am I guess.
I think I know [Bm] what you're going through.
Everything changes but nothing is new.
[D] And I know that I'm miserable, [B] can't you see?
I [D] just want you to be just like me. _
Boys grow up [Bm] to be grown men and [D] then men change back into boys again.
_ _ [C#] You're starting [F#m] up and I'm winding down.
_ _ _ [G] Ain't it big [Bm] enough for us both in [G] this town?
[D] Say it's big enough for us both in this town.
[A] _
_ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ When [Bm] I was your age I thought I hated my dad and that the [D] feeling was a mutual one that we had.
We fought each other day and night.
[G] I was always [D] wrong and he was always right.
But he [A] had the power and he needed [G] to win.
His life [D] half over, mine about to begin.
I'm not sure about that Oedipal [G] stuff.
[D] But when we were together it was always rough. _ _ _
_ _ [B] Hate is a strong [F#m] word, I want to backtrack.
_ _ The [D] bigger the front, the bigger the [G] back.
The [D] bigger the front, the bigger the back.
Now you and me are me and you.
[G] It's a [D] different ball game, though not brand new.
And I don't know what all this [Bm] fighting is [G] for.
We're having us a [D] teenage middle age war.
I don't want to die and you want to [G] live.
It takes a little bit [D] of take and a whole lot of give.
It never really ends though [Bm] each race [G] is run.
[D] This thing between a father and a son.
_ _ _ [Em] Maybe it's [F#m] power, push and shove.
_ _ _ [G] Maybe [D] it's hate, probably it's love.
Maybe it's hate, probably it's love. _
_ [Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] Thank you very much. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [A] _
_ I'll [G] sing you two songs about Rufus [G] because he deserves it. _
_ _ _ _ [E] This one I wrote back in 1975 [A] when Rufus was about _ three or [G] something. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
He's been bitter ever since.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ [G] _ Rufus is a tip man, sucking on his mama's glands, sucking on the nipple.
It's sweeter [C] than the ripple wine. _ _ _ _
[G] Yeah, it's sweeter than the [D] wine.
_ [G] _ _ [D]
[C] You can tell by the way the boy burps, it's got to taste fine.
[A] _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[G] Marco Polo craved the spice and silk and Rufus craved the mama's milk and no more cow, my nanny goat is gonna [C] get the baby's vote.
Come on, mama.
_ _ Come [G] on and open up your shirt.
_ _ _ [D] _ [C] Yeah, you got the goods mama, [G] give the little boy a squirt.
[A] _ _ [G] _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ From _ _ [D] _
my lungs and from my liver I do definitely fear, I like to suck on cigarettes.
[C] Drink the wine and the beer, the doctor says I'm oral. _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C] Son, you look so satisfied, [G] I envy [A] you.
_ [G] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ [G] So put Rufus on the left one and put me right on the right like [Am] Romulus and [G] Remus will suck [C] all day. _ _ _ _
_ _ Is this gonna go on TV? _ _ _
_ _ _ We'll test the outer limits of PBS.
_ _ _ Come on, mama.
Come on, mama.
Come on, mama.
[G] Black tate of [A] wine.
_ [G] _
_ [D] [C] Yeah, look down on us mama and flash [G] us a Madonna smile.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ Thank you.
Thank you very much, folks. _
_ Nice to be here tonight.
Thank you. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'll do another one.
I got this son of mine that is _ making his move.
He's just made his first album.
His name is [D] Rufus Wayne, right?
_ _ _ [A] Yeah, so this is about Rufus and my father and my mother and her parents and _ _ [B] _ you're in there too.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ When I was your age [Bm] I was just like you and just look at [D] me now, I'm sure you do.
But your [Bm] grandfather was just as bad [G] and you should have [D] heard him trash his dad.
Life's no picnic, that's a given.
My mom's mom died when my mom was seven.
My mom's father was a tragic [G] guy.
He was so [D] distant, nobody knows why. _ _ _
_ _ [Em] Now you're mother's [F#m] family, you know them.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ [D] Each and every one a gem, each and every one a gem.
When I was your age [Bm] I was a [G] mess, on a bad [D] day I still am I guess.
I think I know [Bm] what you're going through.
Everything changes but nothing is new.
[D] And I know that I'm miserable, [B] can't you see?
I [D] just want you to be just like me. _
Boys grow up [Bm] to be grown men and [D] then men change back into boys again.
_ _ [C#] You're starting [F#m] up and I'm winding down.
_ _ _ [G] Ain't it big [Bm] enough for us both in [G] this town?
[D] Say it's big enough for us both in this town.
[A] _
_ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ When [Bm] I was your age I thought I hated my dad and that the [D] feeling was a mutual one that we had.
We fought each other day and night.
[G] I was always [D] wrong and he was always right.
But he [A] had the power and he needed [G] to win.
His life [D] half over, mine about to begin.
I'm not sure about that Oedipal [G] stuff.
[D] But when we were together it was always rough. _ _ _
_ _ [B] Hate is a strong [F#m] word, I want to backtrack.
_ _ The [D] bigger the front, the bigger the [G] back.
The [D] bigger the front, the bigger the back.
Now you and me are me and you.
[G] It's a [D] different ball game, though not brand new.
And I don't know what all this [Bm] fighting is [G] for.
We're having us a [D] teenage middle age war.
I don't want to die and you want to [G] live.
It takes a little bit [D] of take and a whole lot of give.
It never really ends though [Bm] each race [G] is run.
[D] This thing between a father and a son.
_ _ _ [Em] Maybe it's [F#m] power, push and shove.
_ _ _ [G] Maybe [D] it's hate, probably it's love.
Maybe it's hate, probably it's love. _
_ [Bm] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] Thank you very much. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [A] _
_ I'll [G] sing you two songs about Rufus [G] because he deserves it. _
_ _ _ _ [E] This one I wrote back in 1975 [A] when Rufus was about _ three or [G] something. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
He's been bitter ever since.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ [G] _ Rufus is a tip man, sucking on his mama's glands, sucking on the nipple.
It's sweeter [C] than the ripple wine. _ _ _ _
[G] Yeah, it's sweeter than the [D] wine.
_ [G] _ _ [D]
[C] You can tell by the way the boy burps, it's got to taste fine.
[A] _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[G] Marco Polo craved the spice and silk and Rufus craved the mama's milk and no more cow, my nanny goat is gonna [C] get the baby's vote.
Come on, mama.
_ _ Come [G] on and open up your shirt.
_ _ _ [D] _ [C] Yeah, you got the goods mama, [G] give the little boy a squirt.
[A] _ _ [G] _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ From _ _ [D] _
my lungs and from my liver I do definitely fear, I like to suck on cigarettes.
[C] Drink the wine and the beer, the doctor says I'm oral. _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C] Son, you look so satisfied, [G] I envy [A] you.
_ [G] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ [G] So put Rufus on the left one and put me right on the right like [Am] Romulus and [G] Remus will suck [C] all day. _ _ _ _
_ _ Is this gonna go on TV? _ _ _
_ _ _ We'll test the outer limits of PBS.
_ _ _ Come on, mama.
Come on, mama.
Come on, mama.
[G] Black tate of [A] wine.
_ [G] _
_ [D] [C] Yeah, look down on us mama and flash [G] us a Madonna smile.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ Thank you.
Thank you very much, folks. _
_ Nice to be here tonight.
Thank you. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _