The Man With The Skeleton Arms by Sycamore Smith
Key: GG | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Chorus:
G                      D
Wake up, Flanagan, the bartender's comin'
                Am
He says there's someone here
                   C
Who means to do us harm--
G                         D       
Sound the alarm, it's the man with the skeleton arms
G D G
Verse 1:
Em               D
Ten years ago on Hogsback Mountain
C                             D
The flames was roaring like a lion in a fountain
Em                      D
The trees were burning, too many to count 'em
C                              D                          Em
And trapped in the middle with fire all around him, was a man...
Em                     D
Flanagan and I was out camping that day
C                        D
We started our fire with turpentine and hay
Em                        D
The wind was howlin' so I guess we should have known
C                             D                Em
That the flames was gonna get blown across the land...
Chorus
Verse 2:
Em                      D
Two days later when the fire died out
C                   D
Flanagan and I went rootin' about
       Em                      D
For to find a little dinner of roasted critter,
C                   D                  Em
Blackened blackbird eggs and pine-cone fritters...
Em                              D
That was how we happened on the badly burned man
       C                          D
He was yelpin' for help and so we each grabbed a hand
Em                            D
Thinking we'd be heroes if we dragged him back home,
C                         D                    Em
We pulled, but pulled the flesh right offa the bone...
Chorus
Verse 3:
       Em                       D
Now of all the mad people, that guy was the maddest
C                                      D
He pulled a bone across his throat and pointed right at us
Em                             D
Ten years on the run from that skeletal man
C                       D                        Em
He's sworn his revenge, we've heard his sinister plan...:
      Em                            D
He'll string us up by our hands and lift us over a vat
C                           D
And dip us up to our elbows in boiling fat
Em                               D
It's like an eye for an eye, but ninety-nine times worse
C                                    D
He wants to do to us what we did to him,
          Em
Except in reverse...