Chords for MeWithoutYou - The Fox, The Crow And The Cookie
Tempo:
92.15 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
D
F#
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
[Bm] [F#] Threw mostly [D] vacant streets, a baker from the [Bm] outskirts of his town.
[F#] Earned his [D] living peddling sweets from a [F#] ragged cart he dragged around.
[F#m] The clever fox [D] crept [A] close behind, kept an ever [B] watchful eye
[F#] for a chance to steal a ginger spice [E] cake or a boysenberry pie.
[F#m] [D]
[F#] Looking down [D] was the hungry [E] crow, when the time is right I'll strike
[F#] and condescend [D] to the earth below [F#] and take whichever street I like.
The moment the baker [D] turned around, [E] shoo the fox off from his [F#] cart.
The crow swooped down [A] and snatched a [E] shortbread cookie and a German [A] chocolate bar.
Using most [E] unfriendly words that the village children had [A] not yet heard,
the baker shouted threats [E] by cantonet to curse the [A] crapper.
You rotten wooden [E] mixing spoon, why you midnight [A] winged raccoon,
you better bring those [E] pastries back, you no good burnt [Bm] black [F#m] macaroon.
[D]
[E] [Bm] [F#m] [A]
[E] [Bm] [F#m] The fox approached [A] the tree where the bird was [B] perched, delighted [Bm] in its nest.
[F#] Brother crow, don't you [D] remember me?
It's your [E] old friend fox with [B] a humble request.
[F#m] If you could share just [A] a modest piece, [F#] seeing as I distracted that awful [F#m] man.
This failed to persuade the [A] crow in the least, so the [F#] fox rethought his [B] plan.
And if [F#m] your lovely song would [D] grace my ears, [E] or to even [Bm] hear you speak,
would [F#m] ease my pains and [D] fears, would crow look [E] down with a candy [B] and speak.
Your [F#] poems of wisdom, [A] my good crow, [E] what a paradise they [G#] bring.
Their flattery pleased the [D] proud bird so, he [E] opened his mouth and [A] began to sing.
Your subtle [E] acclamation's true, best to give praise where [A] praise is due.
Every rook and [E] jay in the court of day's been raving about [A] me too.
They admire me [E] one and all, must be the passion in [A] my call.
My [B] slender bill, known [E] through the escapill, my fierce, [Bm] commended flaw.
[F#m]
[Bm] [F#m]
[Bm] [F#m]
[D] [E]
[A] I've got a walnut [E] brownie brain, and molasses in [A] my veins.
Fresh [D] graham cracker, [E] pressed like [E] powdered sugar, from a cake [A] of pain.
Let the crescent cookie [E] rise, these carrot-covered almond eyes.
[D] Will Esmeralda see my [E] cashew princess in the swirling [A] marble sky?
We'll rest upon [E] the knee, where all division cease [A] to be.
And root beer float in our banana boat, [E] across the tapioca [A] sea.
We're letting all [E] attachments go, this the only prayer we [D] know.
May it be so, may it [E] be so, may it be so.
[A]
[Bm] [F#] Threw mostly [D] vacant streets, a baker from the [Bm] outskirts of his town.
[F#] Earned his [D] living peddling sweets from a [F#] ragged cart he dragged around.
[F#m] The clever fox [D] crept [A] close behind, kept an ever [B] watchful eye
[F#] for a chance to steal a ginger spice [E] cake or a boysenberry pie.
[F#m] [D]
[F#] Looking down [D] was the hungry [E] crow, when the time is right I'll strike
[F#] and condescend [D] to the earth below [F#] and take whichever street I like.
The moment the baker [D] turned around, [E] shoo the fox off from his [F#] cart.
The crow swooped down [A] and snatched a [E] shortbread cookie and a German [A] chocolate bar.
Using most [E] unfriendly words that the village children had [A] not yet heard,
the baker shouted threats [E] by cantonet to curse the [A] crapper.
You rotten wooden [E] mixing spoon, why you midnight [A] winged raccoon,
you better bring those [E] pastries back, you no good burnt [Bm] black [F#m] macaroon.
[D]
[E] [Bm] [F#m] [A]
[E] [Bm] [F#m] The fox approached [A] the tree where the bird was [B] perched, delighted [Bm] in its nest.
[F#] Brother crow, don't you [D] remember me?
It's your [E] old friend fox with [B] a humble request.
[F#m] If you could share just [A] a modest piece, [F#] seeing as I distracted that awful [F#m] man.
This failed to persuade the [A] crow in the least, so the [F#] fox rethought his [B] plan.
And if [F#m] your lovely song would [D] grace my ears, [E] or to even [Bm] hear you speak,
would [F#m] ease my pains and [D] fears, would crow look [E] down with a candy [B] and speak.
Your [F#] poems of wisdom, [A] my good crow, [E] what a paradise they [G#] bring.
Their flattery pleased the [D] proud bird so, he [E] opened his mouth and [A] began to sing.
Your subtle [E] acclamation's true, best to give praise where [A] praise is due.
Every rook and [E] jay in the court of day's been raving about [A] me too.
They admire me [E] one and all, must be the passion in [A] my call.
My [B] slender bill, known [E] through the escapill, my fierce, [Bm] commended flaw.
[F#m]
[Bm] [F#m]
[Bm] [F#m]
[D] [E]
[A] I've got a walnut [E] brownie brain, and molasses in [A] my veins.
Fresh [D] graham cracker, [E] pressed like [E] powdered sugar, from a cake [A] of pain.
Let the crescent cookie [E] rise, these carrot-covered almond eyes.
[D] Will Esmeralda see my [E] cashew princess in the swirling [A] marble sky?
We'll rest upon [E] the knee, where all division cease [A] to be.
And root beer float in our banana boat, [E] across the tapioca [A] sea.
We're letting all [E] attachments go, this the only prayer we [D] know.
May it be so, may it [E] be so, may it be so.
[A]
Key:
E
A
D
F#
F#m
E
A
D
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ [F#] Threw mostly [D] vacant streets, a baker from the [Bm] outskirts of his town.
[F#] Earned his [D] living peddling sweets from a [F#] ragged cart he dragged around.
[F#m] The clever fox [D] crept [A] close behind, kept an ever [B] watchful eye
[F#] for a chance to steal a ginger spice [E] cake or a boysenberry pie.
[F#m] _ _ [D] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ Looking down [D] was the hungry [E] crow, when the time is right I'll strike
[F#] and condescend [D] to the earth below [F#] and take whichever street I like.
The moment the baker [D] turned around, [E] shoo the fox off from his [F#] cart.
The crow swooped down [A] and snatched a [E] shortbread cookie and a German [A] chocolate bar.
Using most [E] unfriendly words that the village children had [A] not yet heard,
the baker shouted threats [E] by cantonet to curse the [A] crapper.
You rotten wooden [E] mixing spoon, why you midnight [A] winged raccoon,
you better bring those [E] pastries back, you no good burnt [Bm] black [F#m] macaroon.
_ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ [F#m] The fox approached [A] the tree where the bird was [B] perched, delighted [Bm] in its nest.
[F#] Brother crow, don't you [D] remember me?
It's your [E] old friend fox with [B] a humble request.
[F#m] If you could share just [A] a modest piece, [F#] seeing as I distracted that awful [F#m] man.
This failed to persuade the [A] crow in the least, so the [F#] fox rethought his [B] plan.
And if [F#m] your lovely song would [D] grace my ears, [E] or to even [Bm] hear you speak,
would [F#m] ease my pains and [D] fears, would crow look [E] down with a candy [B] and speak.
Your [F#] poems of wisdom, [A] my good crow, [E] what a paradise they [G#] bring.
Their flattery pleased the [D] proud bird so, he [E] opened his mouth and [A] began to sing.
Your subtle [E] acclamation's true, best to give praise where [A] praise is due.
Every rook and [E] jay in the court of day's been raving about [A] me too.
They admire me [E] one and all, must be the passion in [A] my call.
My [B] slender bill, known [E] through the escapill, my fierce, [Bm] commended flaw.
_ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [A] _ I've got a walnut [E] brownie brain, and molasses in [A] my veins.
Fresh [D] graham cracker, [E] pressed like [E] powdered sugar, from a cake [A] of pain.
Let the crescent cookie [E] rise, these carrot-covered almond eyes.
[D] Will Esmeralda see my [E] cashew princess in the swirling [A] marble sky?
We'll rest upon [E] the knee, where all division cease [A] to be.
And root beer float in our banana boat, [E] across the tapioca [A] sea.
We're letting all [E] attachments go, this the only prayer we [D] know.
May it be so, may it [E] be so, may it be so.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ [F#] Threw mostly [D] vacant streets, a baker from the [Bm] outskirts of his town.
[F#] Earned his [D] living peddling sweets from a [F#] ragged cart he dragged around.
[F#m] The clever fox [D] crept [A] close behind, kept an ever [B] watchful eye
[F#] for a chance to steal a ginger spice [E] cake or a boysenberry pie.
[F#m] _ _ [D] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ Looking down [D] was the hungry [E] crow, when the time is right I'll strike
[F#] and condescend [D] to the earth below [F#] and take whichever street I like.
The moment the baker [D] turned around, [E] shoo the fox off from his [F#] cart.
The crow swooped down [A] and snatched a [E] shortbread cookie and a German [A] chocolate bar.
Using most [E] unfriendly words that the village children had [A] not yet heard,
the baker shouted threats [E] by cantonet to curse the [A] crapper.
You rotten wooden [E] mixing spoon, why you midnight [A] winged raccoon,
you better bring those [E] pastries back, you no good burnt [Bm] black [F#m] macaroon.
_ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ [F#m] The fox approached [A] the tree where the bird was [B] perched, delighted [Bm] in its nest.
[F#] Brother crow, don't you [D] remember me?
It's your [E] old friend fox with [B] a humble request.
[F#m] If you could share just [A] a modest piece, [F#] seeing as I distracted that awful [F#m] man.
This failed to persuade the [A] crow in the least, so the [F#] fox rethought his [B] plan.
And if [F#m] your lovely song would [D] grace my ears, [E] or to even [Bm] hear you speak,
would [F#m] ease my pains and [D] fears, would crow look [E] down with a candy [B] and speak.
Your [F#] poems of wisdom, [A] my good crow, [E] what a paradise they [G#] bring.
Their flattery pleased the [D] proud bird so, he [E] opened his mouth and [A] began to sing.
Your subtle [E] acclamation's true, best to give praise where [A] praise is due.
Every rook and [E] jay in the court of day's been raving about [A] me too.
They admire me [E] one and all, must be the passion in [A] my call.
My [B] slender bill, known [E] through the escapill, my fierce, [Bm] commended flaw.
_ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [A] _ I've got a walnut [E] brownie brain, and molasses in [A] my veins.
Fresh [D] graham cracker, [E] pressed like [E] powdered sugar, from a cake [A] of pain.
Let the crescent cookie [E] rise, these carrot-covered almond eyes.
[D] Will Esmeralda see my [E] cashew princess in the swirling [A] marble sky?
We'll rest upon [E] the knee, where all division cease [A] to be.
And root beer float in our banana boat, [E] across the tapioca [A] sea.
We're letting all [E] attachments go, this the only prayer we [D] know.
May it be so, may it [E] be so, may it be so.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _