The Smoke Went Up The Chimney Just The Same chords and lyrics - WILF CARTER

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[Verse 1]
[D]Sit[E]tin[D]g[A][D]
round the funk check
on a [G]cold November [D]morn,
And most of us were wishing
that we [E]never had been [A]born.
The [D]north wind just a -howling,
letting [G]in the sleet and [D]rain,
But the smoke went up the [E]chimney
[A]just the [D]same.
Some were playing poker,
losing [G]all their summer [D]state,
And some were stealing cookies
that the [E]cook had chance to [A]make.
The [D]flonky -choppin' firewood
says we're [G]drivin' him in[D]sane,
But the smoke went up the [E]chimney
[A]just the [D]same.[E][D][A][D]
For breakfast we get flapjacks,
for [G]dinner pork and [D]bean,
For supper a big chunk of [E]pork
I didn't have no [A]lean.
They [D]ain't no use complainin',
boys, there [G]ain't a thing to [D]gain,
When the smoke went up the [E]chimney
[A]just the [D]same.
One day we boys decided four
to [G]have some different chunk
[D]We give old Jim the job
cause he [E]always had good [A]luck
And [D]soon the pot was failing
and the [G]fragrance sure was [D]tame
But the smoke went up the [E]chimney
[A]just the [D]same[A][D][A]
[D]We had beef and spuds and carrot
boys that [G]made a dandy stew
[D]Along with chunks of turnips
that they [E]never would cook [A]through
As[D]paragus and onions
that are [G]noted for their [D]fame,
But the smoke went up the [E]chimney
[A]just the [D]same.
Oh, after we had eaten all the
[G]chuck that we could [D]hold,
Decided we had better rest
of [E]crawling to our [A]oals,
But [D]soon we gets a feeling,
boys, it [G]turned into a [D]pain,
But the smoke went up the [E]chimney
[A]just the [D]same.[A][D][A]
[D]Old Jim led him to laughing
at the [G]way we all per[D]formed
He said he never had such fun
since the [E]day that he was [A]born
He [D]said he'd made a big mistake
and the [G]only one to [D]blame
But the smoke went up the [E]chimney
[A]just the [D]same
He was putting in some seasoning
like [G]most a cookies [D]do
A sack fell off the pantry shelf
and [E]fell into the [A]stew
There's a [D]little sack of hidey -ho
That [G]causes all the [D]pain
But the smoke went [E]up the chimney
[A]just the [D]same[A][D][E]
[D]And now you've heard the mystery
Of the [G]cowboy and their stew
[D]Next mornin' all were grumblin'
And a [E]-feelin' mighty blue
[A]Old Jim[D] was fryin' bacon
And a [G]-singin' this re[D]frain
And the smoke went up the [E]chimney
[A]just the [D]same [D]you[D]