Tom Waits - Buzz Fledderjohn

ok , i know this isn’t a faithful exact copy of the song ,
but if you are playing on an acoustic , on your own ,
this is a simplistic , pared down version that’s quite soothing
to play .
as always any mistakes are mine , if you see any howlers
let me know and i’ll sort it .
if you like it rate it
– flatwound –

buzz fledderjohn

Am G Am
E | – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – 3 – – – – – – – – – – |
B | – – – – 1 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – 1 – – – – |
G | – – – – 2 – – – – – – – – – – 0 – – – – – 2 – – – – | repeats over and over
D | – – – – 2 – – – – – 2 – – – – – – – – – – 2 – – – – |
A | – – 0 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – |
E | – – – – – – – – 0 – – – – 3 – – – – – – – – – – – – |

i stood on the roof , of stuart’s old dodge

to get a better look at the fledderjohn’s lodge

bait shop , pistols and ammo too

nothing but books about world war two

rottweiler , doberman , pinkerton guard

i ain’t allowed in buzz fledderjohn’s yard

i ain’t allowed , no , i ain’t allowed

i ain’t allowed in buzz fledderjohn’s yard

i seen a python swallow a doberman whole

piranha swimming in a mixing bowl

papers full of stabbings , the sky is full of crows

she’s singing in italian , while she’s hanging out her clothes

carp in the bathtub , and it’s raining real hard

i ain’t allowed in buzz fledderjohn’s yard

i ain’t allowed , no , i ain’t allowed

i ain’t allowed in buzz fledderjohn’s yard

well a sailor’s ringing doorbells , sinners in the pew

the weather vane is squeaking to the west

i seen the cliffs of dover and the deepest ocean blue

the one thing in the world i can recommend to you

’cause i ain’t allowed , no , i ain’t allowed

no , i ain’t allowed , in buzz fledderjohn’s yard