This was done for a guitar tuned down a whole step, so these are the chord shapes for that (i.e. if you want to do it the same key as the record, take it down to Bb). TOPSY TURVY (Rodney Crowell) C7 Daddy’s in the kitchen fryin’ sauerkraut C7 Momma’s in the bedroom nearly all cried out C7 Daddy thinks that whiskey makes him big and smart C7 Momma thinks that daddy has a concrete heart F5  Bb5           F5          Bb5          C7 I wish I had a brother or a sister whom to I could turn C7 Bustin’ out the windows with a baseball bat C7 Daddy’s gone crazy as a bunk-house rat C7 Momma’s on the sofa with a big black eye C7 I cross my heart and tell myself ‘I hope they die’ F5  Bb5           F5          Bb5               C7 I wish I had a nickel now for every time a cuss word flew 
Dm7 Madhouse all topsy turvy Dm7 A ship of fools with scurvy C7 I don’t like a thing about the way we live C7 Moma’s on the pavement with a broken arm C7 Tellin’ everybody daddy meant no harm C7 Talk about denial with a great big D C7 You can try to fool the neighbours but you can’t fool me F5  Bb5           F5          Bb5        C7 I wish some kind of millionaire would come adopt me on the spot Dm7 Madhouse all topsy turvy Dm7 A ship of fools with scurvy C7 I don’t like a thing about the way we live G5 Police knock on our door G5 They’ve seen it all before F5 Why don’t you use restraint Eb5 We’ve had a few complaints C7 Now all the women up and down the block C7 Are tuning out the static with the front door locked C7 They greet us in the morning with a wave and grin C7 But you know they’re only waiting til the roof caves in F5 Bb5        F5         Bb5         C7 I don’t even know if we can make it through another day Dm7 Madhouse all topsy turvy Dm7 A ship of fools with scurvy C7 I don’t like a thing about the way we live C7 I don’t like a thing about the way we live C7 I don’t like a thing about the way we live C7 I don’t like a thing about the way we live C7 I don’t like a thing about the way we live C7 I don’t like a thing about the way we live