The Floating Men Over The Wateree Ukulele chords

Over The Wateree Ukulele by The Floating Men

Over The Wateree by the Floating Men                                     
Owned and Lyrics by Jeff Holmes and The Floating Men
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                       D     
No, I really couldn�t stay
          Bm                      F#                               
What with all of these meetings to make
         G               A         
I keep waking up naked, clawed up, and
              D                   A
sore in a goddess�s bed every day
          D                 
I�ll take part of the blame
      Bm                       F#       
If I seem a little lost in a daze
       G                    A
Every time I think I got my feet on the ground
        D
I look down
                     A
and the ground moves away
                  Bm
It goes shaking away
                A                  G
I look down and the ground moves away
        Bm                    D                     
Why the hell would I want any money?
               Bm                D                     
With all these acres of anger to farm,
              Bm               D
A quiet understanding with manhood, and
                  Em         A 
a fist full of feathers and yarn?

    Em      F#       G
I�m wading over the Wateree
    Em     F#                      G     
To lay me down in the shade of the trees
         A                  D 
In the shade of the trees

           D
I�ve been speaking in tongues
         Bm                   F#
With the breath of gods in my lungs
          G                   A
I�ve been channeling Ponce de Leon
           D                     A
Swallowing sunlight, and coming undone
               D
I remember how tenderness tastes

      Bm                         F#
I can still see the smile on her face
         G                       A
When she spotted me drunk on the trunk of the car 
       D                      A
in Kentucky on the day of the race
                     Bm
Laughing "My, what a waste!"
         A                  G
Howling "My, what a pitiful waste!"

        Bm                    D
Why the hell would I want any whiskey?
            Bm                         D                           
When I done shot out the lights on the street
       Bm                      D
With a kerosene lantern in one hand and
                 Em                    A
The mysteries of manhood clamped in my teeth

    Em      F#       G
I�m wading over the Wateree
    Em     F#                      G     
To lay me down in the shade of the trees
         A                  D 
In the shade of the trees

(Solo)
D D Bm A D
D D Bm A G

                   D
In the dark at the top of the stairs
        Bm               F#
We were way to wasted to care
       G                A
Our naivet� beaded like sweat on the walls,
         D                      A 
hell, it hung like honey in the air
                  D
But, hey, what�s a memory or two

       Bm                   F#
In the cycle of planets and moons?
        G                   A
If I came here to claim the lifeless remains
      D                        A
of my wildest dreams, I should know what to do
                    Bm
I ought to know what to do
  A                  G
I should know what to do

        Bm                   F#
Why the hell would I want Marijuana?
                   G                    A
With all these mountains of madness to move
         Bm                     F#
When the Martian marauders come marching
                           G
they'll march without manhood
                A
stuck to their shoes


    Em      F#       G
I�m wading over the Wateree
    Em     F#                      G     
To lay me down in the shade of the trees
         A                  D 
In the shade of the trees