Potatos In The Paddywagon by A Mighty Wind
Key: DD | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Chorus 1:
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 Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; gotta get her outta there.
Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; Mama says it just ain't fair.
Interlude:
G  Em  D
Verse 1:
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 One night mama went to fetch us up a sweet potato;
A                     D
 Fell down the cellar stairs.
D                       G
 Stork dropped in while she was on the floor,
      A                    D
So my sister was born down there.
Bridge 1:
A                          D
 Daddy says this'n will be nothin' but a misery;
G              D       A
 Never will be worth a damn.
D                               G
 But mama just loved her little sweet, Potato baby,
       A                     D
With a face like a parboiled yam.
Chorus 2:
Chorus 1:
D
 Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; gotta get her outta there.
Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; Mama says it just ain't fair.
Interlude:
G  Em  D
Verse 2:
D                        G
 Potato grew up to be as pretty as a peach,
       A                       D
In her calico and honey yellow curls.
D
 Went to he apple cider ball at the arm'ry,
     A                            D
With all the other ripe and ready girls.
Bridge 2:
A                           D
 Sheriff Dan Pike picked Po-tato for the polka,
        G                  D         A
But she spurned him with a fiddle de-dee.
       D
And be-fore she could turn around,
    G                             A                   D
And find another partner; Sheriff took her into custo-dy.
Chorus 3:
Chorus 1:
D
 Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; gotta get her outta there.
Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; Mama says it just ain't fair.
Interlude:
G  Em  D
Verse 3:
D                            G
 Mama 'n' daddy put together quite a little posse,
         A                      D
Countin' me and Jack and cousin Will.
   D                   G
We all hopped into the old Chevy pick-up,
       A                            D
And we caught 'em at the top of the hill.
Bridge 3:
A                             D
 Daddy took his Remington and shot away the lock,
       G                      A
For to set his little darlin' free.
       D           
But Po-tato said: "Daddy, shut the gol-dern door;
A                       D
 Sheriff wants to marry me!"
Chorus 4:
D
 Let's go boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; guess we better leave her there.
Let's go boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; Mama says it's more than fair.
Let's go boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; guess we better leave her there.
Let's go boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; Mama says it's more than fair.
G               A         D
 Mama says it's more than fair,
G               A           D     A  D
 Mama says it's more...than fair!