D
You'll always have smokes
                               G
If you always give buckets of love
        D
Like little sad Tad who was living
                 G 
On beetles and grubs
                     Bm
He had a blue-eyed merle
                     D
and loved an Indian girl
        Em        
Lived alone in the warm wet fields
                        D
In this corner of the world


        D
You'll always eat bread
                             G
If you always have seeds to sow
      D
LIke old Zen Ben who lived
                   G
With a murder of crows
                    Bm
He wore a crown of beans
                D
And a belt of weeds
        Em
Slept alone in the warm wet fields
                     D
On a bed of mustard seed


guitar solo

     D
You won't lose the beat if you just keep
                G
Clapping your hands
       D
Like sweet sweet Pete who clapped
                  G
for the Ruminant Band
                 Bm
He had a broken lung
                 D
And a bit-off tongue
        Em
Lived alone in the warm wet fields
                    D
Under moon and the sun


                    D
Under moon and the sun!