Chords for Homer and Jethro - Pore OL' Koo-Liger

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Colliger was a wooden [B] Indian, didn't know what to do.
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He fell in love with an Indian maid, and she was a wooden too.
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_ _ Colliger [B] _ _ _
loved that Indian maid with all his soul.
[F#m] _ But he was low down [D#] on the totem [Em] pole.
_ She was the daughter of Sittin' Bull, this wooden [E] Indian dame.
She told old Colliger squattin' Hepburn was her name.
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Colliger, _ [Em] _ _ _ _ when he tried to hold her [F#m] many charms,
_ _ [F#] Colliger, he got splinters in [Em] his arms.
[A#] _ [E] Poor old Colliger finally got a [F#] kiss.
[A] Poor old Colliger wished that he had missed.
[E] Is it any wonder [C#m] that his [F#] face is red?
Colliger had pearlites [E] in his head. _ _ _ _ _
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Colliger [C] never milked the cows, he didn't have the pull.
He set a bucket under them and pumped the [A#] bucket full.
Colliger!
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ When the cows would hear him, they [F#m] would wail.
_ [F#] Here comes old Lousy [E] Fingers with his pail.
_ When he sings [C#] Peter Cotton Tale, the rabbit never [Bm] cheers.
[C#] He takes the cotton from his tail and stuffs it in his ears.
[E] Colliger!
_ _ _ _ _ [C] He sprayed his throat to help his voice [B] each [A] day.
_ [B] But all he does is keep the [Em] flies away.
_ [C#m] _ [E] Poor old Colliger, he finally got [C#] a wife.
[A] She made him shave his whiskers off with his hunting eyes.
_ [C#m] Poor old Colliger, he ain't [B] around today.
He shaved you close and whittled himself [Em] away. _ _ _ _ _
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