• Song:

    Grow Bananas

  • Artist:

    Greensky Bluegrass

  • Album:

    All Access: Volume Two

Grow Bananas by Greensky Bluegrass http://www.greenskybluegrass.com/

This is a great tune by a great Michigan Bluegrass band. Transcribbed by 
DWdrummer67. Please rate this contribution. Thanks

Tuning: Standard (Capo 2nd fret)

Bm                                         A
There’s no work to be found, everybody’s higher on the ground
           G              A                D   G-D
Since the jobs all went abroad across the sea
          Bm                                 A
Well the union trumped the unions, now the little guy is frozen
             G               A               D         G-D
We’re not standin’ in the streets with signs anymore… what the hell for?

Chorus:
          Bm            G               A           D     G-D
You know what I mean is… can’t stay in pan handle country
        Bm                          G         A         D    G-D
Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin’ through
Bm D ABm D ABm D AD    G-D

               Bm                         A
What Hartford said wasn’t true, they all know what you do
       G             A               D    G-D
Chuck says it’s all downhill since Hoover
           Bm                            A
Traps and trees can be enough to eat, nobody’s neighbors got to cheat
      G            A                   D    G-D
Or steal another gallon of that Texas tea… black gold that is

Chorus:
          Bm            G               A            D    G-D
You know what I mean is… can’t stay in pan handle country
       Bm                          G           A        D   G-D
Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin’ through

Break:
Bm A G A D G-DBm A G A D G-DBm G A DBm G A D
Bm D ABm D ABm D AD    G-D

           Bm                           A
Who can copyright tomatoes, stop the medicine where it grows
         G                     A                 D    G-D
Maybe corporate farmers will sell it over the counter
            Bm                              A
I heard a tropic breeze is nicer, nothin’ tastes like curried lobster
       G         A           D        G-D
Some people run away from democracy… to be more free

Chorus:
          Bm           G                A            D    G-D
You know what I mean is… can’t stay in pan handle country
        Bm                          G         A         D    G-D
Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin’ through
       BmG…            
Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin’ through
Bm D ABm D ABm D AD
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