Chords for Chuck Mitchell sings "Misalliance" by Flanders & Swann
Tempo:
120.4 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
C#
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
The [Em] Lord bless him, and put his [C#] fingers in his swine's swan's swan's blood [C]-swan's shed.
[C#] [Bm] [C#]
[Em]
[A] [G] [Em] [C#m] [D]
[E] The pregnant honey-sapple's spine will flop wide [D] to the sun,
[G] And [A] many other [D] creepers do the same.
[Em] At some time, ants be [B] flop-wise.
[E] The vines with [Bm] the full-blown,
Orphaned [E] bulbular, picket-ish, flop [A]-landing,
[Dm] Rooting on [A] either side of the [G] floor,
One of each [A] seed in his groove,
[D] And race [G] through the [D] window-legs above.
[Am] He owned [G] the [D] little in the only way [A] he knew,
Where they [Em] stopped,
[F#m] Touched,
Pecked,
[Gm] [E] Smiled,
And fell [D] in love.
[G] [A] [D]
[Am] [G] And dead honey-sapple, to the left,
Has to [D] find me.
[Em] Oh, let us get married, if [A] our parents don't mind,
We'd be one, [G] and inseparable, [F#] [G] inexplicably entwined.
We'd live happily [A] ever after, said the honey-sapple [D] to the vine-green.
To the honey-sapple's parents [C#] it came [Bm] as a shrine.
[F#m]
So by deeds they stay,
[D] By their [G] inferior [D] structure,
[Gm] Their uncivilized up [A]-breeding be rest.
We [G] twine to the right,
[C] And they twine [D] to the [G] [A] [D]
left.
Said the anticlockwise,
Twine we to the clockwise honey-sapple.
[G] How let us [A] start saving,
The ill-equal [D] maxima.
And run [G] away on our honeymoon,
That old [D] jack-up we can [N] turn.
For the better, said the vine-green to [D] the honey-sapple.
[B] Now a bee, who was passing, remarked to [F#] the little bee,
I've said it [D#m] before, and I'll say it [E] again,
[D] Consider your [E] more shooting, more shoots [D] than me.
They'll [A] never receive any blessing [D] from me.
Oh, poor little sucker, [E] how [D] will it learn,
When [Am] it is [B] climbing, which [D] way to turn?
Oh, right, [G] oh, left, oh, what [D] a disgrace.
[G] For it may [Am] grow straight up and fall flat [D] on its face.
[A] [D] Said the right-hand thread to the [A] honey-sapple,
Oh, the left-hand [D] thread, my dear,
[G] It seems [A] that against [C#] us all fate [D] has entwined.
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling, oh, my darling, [A] come back.
We are lost and [D] gone forever, [G] we shall [A] never come [D] into twine.
[B] [C#] [Dm] [G]
Together they found them the very next day.
They had pulled [Am] up their ropes and just [B] revoked the way.
[C#]
[G] Deprived of that freedom [C#] for which we [D] must fight,
[G] If [Am] we're to the left, not [B] a mere [C#] few [D] are right.
[G] [A] [D] [N]
[E]
[N]
[C#] [Bm] [C#]
[Em]
[A] [G] [Em] [C#m] [D]
[E] The pregnant honey-sapple's spine will flop wide [D] to the sun,
[G] And [A] many other [D] creepers do the same.
[Em] At some time, ants be [B] flop-wise.
[E] The vines with [Bm] the full-blown,
Orphaned [E] bulbular, picket-ish, flop [A]-landing,
[Dm] Rooting on [A] either side of the [G] floor,
One of each [A] seed in his groove,
[D] And race [G] through the [D] window-legs above.
[Am] He owned [G] the [D] little in the only way [A] he knew,
Where they [Em] stopped,
[F#m] Touched,
Pecked,
[Gm] [E] Smiled,
And fell [D] in love.
[G] [A] [D]
[Am] [G] And dead honey-sapple, to the left,
Has to [D] find me.
[Em] Oh, let us get married, if [A] our parents don't mind,
We'd be one, [G] and inseparable, [F#] [G] inexplicably entwined.
We'd live happily [A] ever after, said the honey-sapple [D] to the vine-green.
To the honey-sapple's parents [C#] it came [Bm] as a shrine.
[F#m]
So by deeds they stay,
[D] By their [G] inferior [D] structure,
[Gm] Their uncivilized up [A]-breeding be rest.
We [G] twine to the right,
[C] And they twine [D] to the [G] [A] [D]
left.
Said the anticlockwise,
Twine we to the clockwise honey-sapple.
[G] How let us [A] start saving,
The ill-equal [D] maxima.
And run [G] away on our honeymoon,
That old [D] jack-up we can [N] turn.
For the better, said the vine-green to [D] the honey-sapple.
[B] Now a bee, who was passing, remarked to [F#] the little bee,
I've said it [D#m] before, and I'll say it [E] again,
[D] Consider your [E] more shooting, more shoots [D] than me.
They'll [A] never receive any blessing [D] from me.
Oh, poor little sucker, [E] how [D] will it learn,
When [Am] it is [B] climbing, which [D] way to turn?
Oh, right, [G] oh, left, oh, what [D] a disgrace.
[G] For it may [Am] grow straight up and fall flat [D] on its face.
[A] [D] Said the right-hand thread to the [A] honey-sapple,
Oh, the left-hand [D] thread, my dear,
[G] It seems [A] that against [C#] us all fate [D] has entwined.
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling, oh, my darling, [A] come back.
We are lost and [D] gone forever, [G] we shall [A] never come [D] into twine.
[B] [C#] [Dm] [G]
Together they found them the very next day.
They had pulled [Am] up their ropes and just [B] revoked the way.
[C#]
[G] Deprived of that freedom [C#] for which we [D] must fight,
[G] If [Am] we're to the left, not [B] a mere [C#] few [D] are right.
[G] [A] [D] [N]
[E]
[N]
Key:
D
G
A
C#
E
D
G
A
The [Em] Lord bless him, and put his [C#] fingers in his swine's swan's swan's blood [C]-swan's shed.
_ [C#] _ _ _ [Bm] _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _ [C#m] _ _ [D] _
_ _ [E] _ The pregnant honey-sapple's spine will flop wide [D] to the sun,
_ [G] And [A] many other [D] creepers do the same.
[Em] At some time, ants be [B] flop-wise.
_ _ [E] The vines with [Bm] the full-blown,
_ Orphaned [E] bulbular, picket-ish, flop [A]-landing,
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ Rooting on [A] either side of the [G] floor,
One of each [A] seed in his groove,
[D] And race [G] through the [D] window-legs above.
_ [Am] He owned [G] the [D] little in the only way [A] he knew,
Where they [Em] stopped,
[F#m] Touched,
Pecked,
_ [Gm] _ [E] Smiled,
And fell [D] in love.
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ [Am] _ [G] And dead honey-sapple, to the left,
Has to [D] find me.
[Em] Oh, let us get married, if [A] our parents don't mind,
We'd be one, [G] and inseparable, [F#] [G] inexplicably entwined.
We'd live happily [A] ever after, said the honey-sapple [D] to the vine-green.
_ To the honey-sapple's parents [C#] it came [Bm] as a shrine.
_ _ [F#m]
So by deeds they stay,
[D] By their [G] inferior [D] structure,
[Gm] Their uncivilized up [A]-breeding be rest.
We [G] twine to the right, _
[C] And they twine [D] to the _ [G] _ [A] _ _ [D] _
left.
Said the anticlockwise,
Twine we to the clockwise honey-sapple.
[G] How let us [A] start saving,
The ill-equal [D] maxima.
And run [G] away on our honeymoon,
That old [D] jack-up we can [N] turn. _
_ _ For the better, said the vine-green to [D] the honey-sapple.
[B] Now a bee, who was passing, remarked to [F#] the little bee, _ _ _
_ I've said it [D#m] before, and I'll say it [E] again, _
[D] Consider your [E] more shooting, more shoots [D] than me.
They'll [A] never receive any blessing [D] from me.
Oh, poor little sucker, [E] how [D] will it learn,
When [Am] it is [B] climbing, which [D] way to turn?
Oh, right, [G] oh, left, oh, what [D] a disgrace.
[G] For it may [Am] grow straight up and fall flat [D] on its face.
_ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ Said the right-hand thread to the [A] honey-sapple,
Oh, the left-hand [D] thread, my dear,
[G] It seems [A] that against [C#] us all fate [D] has entwined.
_ Oh, my darling, oh, my darling, oh, my darling, [A] come back.
_ _ We are lost and [D] gone forever, [G] we shall [A] never come _ [D] into twine.
_ [B] _ _ [C#] _ [Dm] _ _ [G]
Together they found them the very next day.
They had pulled [Am] up their ropes and just [B] revoked the way.
[C#] _ _
_ [G] Deprived of that freedom [C#] for which we [D] must fight,
[G] If [Am] we're to the left, not [B] a mere [C#] few [D] are right.
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ [Bm] _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _ [C#m] _ _ [D] _
_ _ [E] _ The pregnant honey-sapple's spine will flop wide [D] to the sun,
_ [G] And [A] many other [D] creepers do the same.
[Em] At some time, ants be [B] flop-wise.
_ _ [E] The vines with [Bm] the full-blown,
_ Orphaned [E] bulbular, picket-ish, flop [A]-landing,
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ Rooting on [A] either side of the [G] floor,
One of each [A] seed in his groove,
[D] And race [G] through the [D] window-legs above.
_ [Am] He owned [G] the [D] little in the only way [A] he knew,
Where they [Em] stopped,
[F#m] Touched,
Pecked,
_ [Gm] _ [E] Smiled,
And fell [D] in love.
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ [Am] _ [G] And dead honey-sapple, to the left,
Has to [D] find me.
[Em] Oh, let us get married, if [A] our parents don't mind,
We'd be one, [G] and inseparable, [F#] [G] inexplicably entwined.
We'd live happily [A] ever after, said the honey-sapple [D] to the vine-green.
_ To the honey-sapple's parents [C#] it came [Bm] as a shrine.
_ _ [F#m]
So by deeds they stay,
[D] By their [G] inferior [D] structure,
[Gm] Their uncivilized up [A]-breeding be rest.
We [G] twine to the right, _
[C] And they twine [D] to the _ [G] _ [A] _ _ [D] _
left.
Said the anticlockwise,
Twine we to the clockwise honey-sapple.
[G] How let us [A] start saving,
The ill-equal [D] maxima.
And run [G] away on our honeymoon,
That old [D] jack-up we can [N] turn. _
_ _ For the better, said the vine-green to [D] the honey-sapple.
[B] Now a bee, who was passing, remarked to [F#] the little bee, _ _ _
_ I've said it [D#m] before, and I'll say it [E] again, _
[D] Consider your [E] more shooting, more shoots [D] than me.
They'll [A] never receive any blessing [D] from me.
Oh, poor little sucker, [E] how [D] will it learn,
When [Am] it is [B] climbing, which [D] way to turn?
Oh, right, [G] oh, left, oh, what [D] a disgrace.
[G] For it may [Am] grow straight up and fall flat [D] on its face.
_ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ Said the right-hand thread to the [A] honey-sapple,
Oh, the left-hand [D] thread, my dear,
[G] It seems [A] that against [C#] us all fate [D] has entwined.
_ Oh, my darling, oh, my darling, oh, my darling, [A] come back.
_ _ We are lost and [D] gone forever, [G] we shall [A] never come _ [D] into twine.
_ [B] _ _ [C#] _ [Dm] _ _ [G]
Together they found them the very next day.
They had pulled [Am] up their ropes and just [B] revoked the way.
[C#] _ _
_ [G] Deprived of that freedom [C#] for which we [D] must fight,
[G] If [Am] we're to the left, not [B] a mere [C#] few [D] are right.
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _