Chords John Prine - The Frying Pan
Lyrics John Prine - The Frying Pan
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the frying pan – john prine
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tabbed by : dave s .
email : prime – prine@hotmail . com
tuning : standard
artist : john prine
album : diamonds in the rough
year : 1972
A D
i come home from work this evening
A E
there was a note in the frying pan
A D
it said fix your own supper babe
E A
i run off with the fuller brush man
chorus :
A D
and i miss the way she used to yell at me
A E
the way she used to cuss and moan
A D
and if i ever go out and get married again
E A
i’ll never leave my wife at home
A D
sat down at the table
A E
screamed , and i hollered and cried
A D
and i commenced a carryin’ on
E A
till i almost lost my mind
( repeat chorus )
A D
if i ever see another salesman
A E
come a knockin’ at my door
A D
i’m gonna pick up a rock and hit him on the head
E A
and knock him down on the floor
( repeat chorus )
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the frying pan – john prine
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tabbed by : dave s .
email : prime – prine@hotmail . com
tuning : standard
artist : john prine
album : diamonds in the rough
year : 1972
A D
i come home from work this evening
A E
there was a note in the frying pan
A D
it said fix your own supper babe
E A
i run off with the fuller brush man
chorus :
A D
and i miss the way she used to yell at me
A E
the way she used to cuss and moan
A D
and if i ever go out and get married again
E A
i’ll never leave my wife at home
A D
sat down at the table
A E
screamed , and i hollered and cried
A D
and i commenced a carryin’ on
E A
till i almost lost my mind
( repeat chorus )
A D
if i ever see another salesman
A E
come a knockin’ at my door
A D
i’m gonna pick up a rock and hit him on the head
E A
and knock him down on the floor
( repeat chorus )