Whistling Past The Graveyard

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[Intro 1]
[E][Am]

[Verse 1]
[Am]Coming in on a night train
[E]with [Am]an armful of boxcars
On the wings of a magpipe
[E]across [Am]a hooligan night
[E]Bus[Am]ted up a chaperone
way out by the
Kokomo
[E]Cooked [Am]up a mess of
Mulligan an[E]d g[Am]ot into a fight
Whist[F]ling past the
Grey
John, step[E]pin' on a crack
I'm a [F]mean mother -hubba,
top of [E]a one -eyed jack
You've probably seen me [Am]sleepin'
out by the railroad tracks
Ask the prince of darkness about the
smoke from the stack
Sometimes I kill a jackal and
suck out all the blood
[E]Steal [Am]myself a station wagon,
[E]dri[Am]ve it into the mine
Whist[F]lin' past the graveyard,
[E]steppin' on a crack
I'm a [F]mean mother -hummer popper,
[E]one -eyed jackal
I know [Am]you've seen my head[E]light
and the [Am]honkin' of my horn
I'm calling out my bullhounds,
chase the devil out the corn
Last night I cracked the
[E]Mississippi, [Am]and now it's dry as a bone
I was born in a taxicab,
I ain't never going home
[E]Twistin' [F]past the graveyard,
[E]steppin' on a crack
I'm a mean [F]mother -hubba -hubba,
[Am]one -eyed [E]jack
My [Am]eye s have seen the glory
[E]of the [Am]draining of the ditch
I'm coming to
Baton
[E]Rouge to find [Am]myself a witch
[E]I'm [Am]gonna switch me a couple of them
Every time it [E]rains, you [Am]gotta see a locomotive,
[E]probably [Am]think it's a train
[F]Whistlin' past the graveyard,
[E]steppin' on a crack
I'm [F]a mean mother -hubba -bub[Am]ba,
[E]one -eyed [Am]jack
[E][Am][F][E][F]
[E][Am]
What you think is sunshine is
just a twinkle in my eye
[E]I got a r[Am]ing around my
finger called the 4th of
July
When I get lonesome,
a tear falls from my cheek
There's gonna be an ocean [E]in
the middle [Am]of the week
Whist[F]lin' past the graveyard,
step[E]pin' on a crack
[F]Mean mother huffer popper, [E]one -eyed jack
I come in [Am]on the night train
with an armful of boxcars
On the wings of a mag[E]pie
across [Am]a hooligan night
I'm gonna tear off a rainbow
and wear it for a tie
I never told the truth [E]so how
in the hell [Am]could I tell a lie
Whist[F]lin' past the graveyard,
[E]steppin' on a crack
I'm [F]a mean mother -hover -popper,
[E]one -eyed [Am]jack
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