Chords for Wilson Jacobs, Me Unemployment Boots.wmv

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[E] [B]
[E] Of all the boots that I have [A] worn, there's none so [E] snug and fit.
Me old green unemployment [F#] boots, I've seen no [B] better yet.
[E] For hunting moose or cutting [A] wood or trouting [E] round the park,
there is no better boot, me [B] son, I wear them [E] all year long.
They're fit for every season, [A] with vested [E] socks inside.
With stuff from Shrewd or [F#] Tuckermore, they're just as [B] top-designed.
[E] But every now and then, you [A] know you get an [E] old or two,
you put the black boot patching [B] on and they're just as [E] good as new.
When trouts and crossbow bogs and [A] barns, they never [E] slip or slide.
While I tie me socks, I'm giving me [F#] strings to keep them [B] up inside.
[E] I have plans for the Olympics, [A] or they call me [E] Mr.
Slick.
But that kind of boot made Johnson [B] more before they [E] made him quit.
[A] Me unemployment boots, [E] they're good for wear and tear.
The boots that kept me going [B] while I'm laid off every year.
[E] There's always lots of things to [A] do while waiting [E] for me check.
[D] Without the [C#m] boots to [B] take me around, I could never [E] be so slick.
I'm checking on me rabbit [A] slips one early [E] winter morn.
I just grab one of Potter's [F#] boots, two on a [B] mine was torn.
[E] A little hit by coal, I [A] make the life bound to [E] my surprise.
Had two left boots that kept me slewing to the starboard side.
I'm going to a wedding march, still getting home from work.
I'd done my super shirt and [B] tie and headed for the church.
[E] I got there the old time [A] bunch that laughed until [E] they cried.
Oh, there was I in me rubber [B] boots and me pants slipped [E] up inside.
[A] Me unemployment boots, [E] they're good for wear and tear.
The boots that kept me going [B] while I'm laid off every year.
[E] There's always lots of things to [A] do while waiting [E] for me check.
Without the [C#m] boots to [C] take me [Bm] around, I could never [E] be so slick.
[F#]
[Bm] [E]
[D] [Gm] [E]
I'm hunting in the farm one [A] time upon old [E] Birchy Ridge.
We had to get a moose, me [F#] son, that put me [B] to the fridge.
[E] Me brother and I, we started [A] out the morning [E] bright and clear.
With brand new boots up on me [B] feet, I was sprightly [E] as a deer.
And treading on so quietly, [A] we did not [E] make a sound.
For we did not see old Mr.
[F#] Moose lying [B] on the ground.
[E] And jumpy from a windfall [A] there, we get him [E] from our sight.
I yoke me boot into his [B] arms, oh what an [E] awful sight.
He had me caught up in his rat and leaped up to his feet.
Me brother was standing from the [F#] slip, was whiter [B] than a sheet.
[E] The moose, he charged across the [A] meadow, hanging [E] by me boot.
And like a sling with a rubber [B] strap to the feet, I [E] tied his shoe.
I landed in the cotton [A] mower, the gun still [E] in me hands.
Well, I couldn't see to take a [F#] shot and on the [B] creature ran.
[E] I pulled me rubber boots up, [A] made a shot up [E] like a hound.
Well, I had me tags on to that [B] moose before I [E] shot him [F#m] down.
[Gm] [E] [A] The unemployment boots, [E] they're good for wear and tear.
The boots that kept me going, [B] I'm laid up every year.
[E] There's always lots of things to [A] do while waiting [E] for me chance.
With that boots, they'd take me where I could never be so safe.
Me brother was in a state of [A] shock and ever [E] mostly down.
He came, he saw that early [F#] fall, white lightning [B] on the ground.
[E] He thought it was a fire's [A] fire and so he [E] was concerned.
With unemployment boots, I [B] said, you smell the rubber [Em] burn.
[E]
[A] The unemployment boots, [E] they're good for wear and tear.
The boots that kept me going, I'm [B] laid up every year.
[E] There's always lots of things to [A] do while waiting [E] for me chance.
With that [C#m] boots, they'd [C] take me [B] where I could never [E] be so safe.
With that boots, they'd take me [B] where I could never [E] be so safe.
[Bm] [C#m] [C] [B] [E]
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2311
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12341112
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[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[E] _ _ _ Of all the boots that I have [A] worn, there's none so [E] snug and fit.
Me old green unemployment [F#] boots, I've seen no [B] better yet.
[E] For hunting moose or cutting [A] wood or trouting [E] round the park,
there is no better boot, me [B] son, I wear them [E] all year long.
_ They're fit for every season, [A] with vested [E] socks inside.
With stuff from Shrewd or [F#] Tuckermore, they're just as [B] top-designed.
[E] But every now and then, you [A] know you get an [E] old or two,
you put the black boot patching [B] on and they're just as [E] good as new. _
When trouts and crossbow bogs and [A] barns, they never [E] slip or slide.
While I tie me socks, I'm giving me [F#] strings to keep them [B] up inside.
[E] I have plans for the Olympics, [A] or they call me [E] Mr.
Slick.
But that kind of boot made Johnson [B] more before they [E] made him quit.
_ [A] Me unemployment boots, [E] they're good for wear and tear.
The boots that kept me going [B] while I'm laid off every year.
[E] There's always lots of things to [A] do while waiting [E] for me check.
[D] Without the [C#m] boots to [B] take me around, I could never [E] be so slick.
_ I'm checking on me rabbit [A] slips one early [E] winter morn.
I just grab one of Potter's [F#] boots, two on a [B] mine was torn.
[E] A little hit by coal, I [A] make the life bound to [E] my surprise.
Had two left boots that kept me slewing to the starboard side.
_ I'm going to a wedding march, still getting home from work.
I'd done my super shirt and [B] tie and headed for the church.
[E] I got there the old time [A] bunch that laughed until [E] they cried.
Oh, there was I in me rubber [B] boots and me pants slipped [E] up inside. _ _
[A] Me unemployment boots, [E] they're good for wear and tear.
The boots that kept me going [B] while I'm laid off every year.
[E] There's always lots of things to [A] do while waiting [E] for me check.
Without the [C#m] boots to [C] take me [Bm] around, I could never [E] be so slick.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[Bm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [Gm] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm hunting in the farm one [A] time upon old [E] Birchy Ridge.
We had to get a moose, me [F#] son, that put me [B] to the fridge.
[E] Me brother and I, we started [A] out the morning [E] bright and clear.
With brand new boots up on me [B] feet, I was sprightly [E] as a deer.
_ And treading on so quietly, [A] we did not [E] make a sound.
For we did not see old Mr.
[F#] Moose lying [B] on the ground.
[E] And jumpy from a windfall [A] there, we get him [E] from our sight.
I yoke me boot into his [B] arms, oh what an [E] awful sight. _
He had me caught up in his rat and leaped up to his feet.
Me brother was standing from the [F#] slip, was whiter [B] than a sheet.
[E] The moose, he charged across the [A] meadow, hanging [E] by me boot.
And like a sling with a rubber [B] strap to the feet, I [E] tied his shoe.
_ I landed in the cotton [A] mower, the gun still [E] in me hands.
Well, I couldn't see to take a [F#] shot and on the [B] creature ran.
[E] I pulled me rubber boots up, [A] made a shot up [E] like a hound.
Well, I had me tags on to that [B] moose before I [E] shot him [F#m] down.
[Gm] _ [E] [A] The unemployment boots, [E] they're good for wear and tear.
The boots that kept me going, [B] I'm laid up every year.
[E] There's always lots of things to [A] do while waiting [E] for me chance.
With that boots, they'd take me where I could never be so safe.
_ Me brother was in a state of [A] shock and ever [E] mostly down.
He came, he saw that early [F#] fall, white lightning [B] on the ground.
[E] He thought it was a fire's [A] fire and so he [E] was concerned.
With unemployment boots, I [B] said, you smell the rubber [Em] burn.
[E] _
[A] The unemployment boots, [E] they're good for wear and tear.
The boots that kept me going, I'm [B] laid up every year.
[E] There's always lots of things to [A] do while waiting [E] for me chance.
With that [C#m] boots, they'd [C] take me [B] where I could never [E] be so safe.
_ With that boots, they'd take me [B] where I could never [E] be so safe.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ [C#m] _ [C] _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _

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