Fruit Bats - The Ruminant Band

D
you’ll always have smokes
G
if you always give buckets of love
D
like little sad tad who was living
G
on beetles and grubs
Bm
he had a blue – eyed merle
D
and loved an indian girl
Em
lived alone in the warm wet fields
D
in this corner of the world

D
you’ll always eat bread
G
if you always have seeds to sow
D
like old zen ben who lived
G
with a murder of crows
Bm
he wore a crown of beans
D
and a belt of weeds
Em
slept alone in the warm wet fields
D
on a bed of mustard seed

guitar solo

D
you won’t lose the beat if you just keep
G
clapping your hands
D
like sweet sweet pete who clapped
G
for the ruminant band
Bm
he had a broken lung
D
and a bit – off tongue
Em
lived alone in the warm wet fields
D
under moon and the sun

D
under moon and the sun!