the following lyrics * are not all correct * ! i copy/pasted them from a lyrics site ,
rather than type them all out . i apologize for not taking the time to correct
them . they’re here simply as a guide to the song .
once again , this is the basic chord structure , as a jump – start for you to fill in
or figure out the technical details .
tabs [ at ] xmemphisx . com
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[ verse chords : Bm , F#m , A , E ]
through mostly vacant streets , a baker from the outskirts of his town
earned his living peddling sweets from the ragged cart he dragged around .
the clever fox crept close behind , kept an ever – watchful eye
for a chance to steal a ginger spice cake or a boysenberry pie .
looking down was the hungry crow , “when the time is right , i’ll strike
and condescend to the earth below and take whichever treat i’d like . ”
the moment the baker turned around to shoo the fox off from his cart ,
the crow swooped down and snatched a shortbread cookie and a german chocolate tart .
[ chorus chords : A , E , D , E ]
using most unfriendly words that the village children had not yet heard ,
the baker shouted threats by canzonette to curse the crafty bird .
“you rotten wooden mixing spoon! why you midnight winged racoon!
you better bring those pastries back , you no – good burned – black macaroon!”
[ verse chords ]
the fox approached the tree where the bird was perched , delighted in his nest .
“brother crow , don’t you remember me? it’s your old friend fox with a humble request .
if you could share just a modest piece , seeing as i distracted that awful man . ”
this failed to persuade the crow in the least , so the fox rethought his plan .
“then if your lovely song would grace my ears , or to even hear you speak ,
would ease my pains and fears . ” the crow looked down with a candy in his beak .
“your poems of wisdom , my good crow , what a paradise they bring!”
this flattery pleased the proud bird , so he opened his mouth and began to sing :
[ chorus chords ]
“your subtle acclamation’s true! best to give praise where praise is due .
every rook and jay in the corvidae’s been raving about me too .
they admire me , one and all . must be the passion in my caw!
my slender bill known through the escadrille , my fierce commanding claw!”
[ bridge chords : Bm , A , Bm , A , Bm , A , D , E ]
[ chorus chords ]
i got a walnut brownie brain , and molasses in my veins ,
crushed graham cracker crust , my powdered sugared funnel cake cocaine .
let the crescent cookie rise . these carob colored almond eyes
will see my cashewed princess in the swirling marble sky .
will rest upon the knee , where all the visions cease to be
a root beer float in our banana boat across the tapioca sea .
when letting all attachments go , is the only prayer we know ,
may it be so , may it be so , may it be so , oh .
the following lyrics * are not all correct * ! i copy/pasted them from a lyrics site ,
rather than type them all out . i apologize for not taking the time to correct
them . they’re here simply as a guide to the song .
once again , this is the basic chord structure , as a jump – start for you to fill in
or figure out the technical details .
tabs [ at ] xmemphisx . com
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
[ verse chords : Bm , F#m , A , E ]
through mostly vacant streets , a baker from the outskirts of his town
earned his living peddling sweets from the ragged cart he dragged around .
the clever fox crept close behind , kept an ever – watchful eye
for a chance to steal a ginger spice cake or a boysenberry pie .
looking down was the hungry crow , “when the time is right , i’ll strike
and condescend to the earth below and take whichever treat i’d like . ”
the moment the baker turned around to shoo the fox off from his cart ,
the crow swooped down and snatched a shortbread cookie and a german chocolate tart .
[ chorus chords : A , E , D , E ]
using most unfriendly words that the village children had not yet heard ,
the baker shouted threats by canzonette to curse the crafty bird .
“you rotten wooden mixing spoon! why you midnight winged racoon!
you better bring those pastries back , you no – good burned – black macaroon!”
[ verse chords ]
the fox approached the tree where the bird was perched , delighted in his nest .
“brother crow , don’t you remember me? it’s your old friend fox with a humble request .
if you could share just a modest piece , seeing as i distracted that awful man . ”
this failed to persuade the crow in the least , so the fox rethought his plan .
“then if your lovely song would grace my ears , or to even hear you speak ,
would ease my pains and fears . ” the crow looked down with a candy in his beak .
“your poems of wisdom , my good crow , what a paradise they bring!”
this flattery pleased the proud bird , so he opened his mouth and began to sing :
[ chorus chords ]
“your subtle acclamation’s true! best to give praise where praise is due .
every rook and jay in the corvidae’s been raving about me too .
they admire me , one and all . must be the passion in my caw!
my slender bill known through the escadrille , my fierce commanding claw!”
[ bridge chords : Bm , A , Bm , A , Bm , A , D , E ]
[ chorus chords ]
i got a walnut brownie brain , and molasses in my veins ,
crushed graham cracker crust , my powdered sugared funnel cake cocaine .
let the crescent cookie rise . these carob colored almond eyes
will see my cashewed princess in the swirling marble sky .
will rest upon the knee , where all the visions cease to be
a root beer float in our banana boat across the tapioca sea .
when letting all attachments go , is the only prayer we know ,
may it be so , may it be so , may it be so , oh .
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