Larabys Gang Chords

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From: beaur@aol.com (BeauR)

Laraby's Gang
by Spin Doctors 

Intro: G C  X 4

G                                              B
Stoop's so fine on a summer's eve
                                                   Am
when you sit outside for a short reprieve
                                                 C
Talk to folks as they come and leave
                                 G        C    G   C
Jono, Jay, and Crazy Steve.
[ Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/s/spin_doctors/larabys_gang_crd.html ]
G                                                B
Night is down but it's bright as day
                                                              Am
You haven't been around since you went away
                                                    C 
Feels so good so that's what you say
                                          G      C   G  C
Folks say hi, but you say, "Hey."

                C
Well, that old mad dog, he's barking for the blues bone
G
Orpheus got a black book and a telephone
D/F#
Plays that lyre 'cause he doesn't want to be alone;
C                  Cm
One look back....


Buy a beer, find a place to stand
Have a couple laughs and hear the band
Smoke a couple of your favorite brand
Wake up with a stamp on the back of your hand.

Em                            C           B            Am
Don't blame me, it's all been Laraby's gang, now, now.
Em                                C                    B                
Am
Don't blame me for the song that the Nightingale sang, now, now.
Em
Don't blame me 'bout the vanishing waif,
                                    C      B      Am 
Don't blame me if your safe ain't safe, now, now.

Guitar Solo:
G C G C G C G C

Sun comes up, you're still awake.
There's the sky, still as a lake.
Not even that can drown the ache,
Looks so high, it must be fake.