Life gets tee-jus, don’t it ? (1948)    (video)

 

    C - Am - Dm - G (2x)

 

     C                           C7               F                       - Dm

1.      The sun comes up and the sun goes down,

G                                                 C

    the hands on the clock keep goin' around.

C                C7             F                Dm

    I just get up and it's time to lay down,

G                C

    life gets teejus, don’t it ?

 

    C                        C7          F         Dm

2.      My shoe's untied, but, I don't care,

G                                      C

    I ain't figurin' on goin' nowhere.

     C                C7           F            Dm

    I'd have to wash and comb my hair,

G                                               - C

    an' that's just wasted effort.

 

     C                         C7           F                        - Dm

3.       Water in the well gettin' lower and lower,

G                                          C

    can't take a bath for six months or more.

C                             C7                 F         Dm

    But I've heard it said and it's true, I'm sure,

G                                                         C

    that too much bathin' will weaken you.

 

    C                     C7               F               Dm

4.     I open the door and the flies swarm in,

G                           - C

    I shut the door,        I’m sweatin' again.

C                    C7              F                   - Dm

    I move too fast and I crack my shin,

G                                            C

    just one durn thing after another.

 

    C                          C7           F                - Dm

5.      My ol' brown mule, he must be sick,

       G                                             C

    I jabbed him in the rump with a pin on a stick.

C                            C7                 F                  - Dm

    He humped his back, but he wouldn't kick,

G                                                  C

    there's something cock-eyed somewhere.

 

     C                             C7                  F                - Dm

6.      There’s mouse chawin' on the pantry door,

     G                                             C

    he's been at it for a month or more.

C                             C7                            F     - Dm

    When he gets through, he'll sure be sore,

G                                          C

    'cause there ain't a durn thing in there.

 

       C                 C7            F      Dm

7. Hound dog's howlin', he so forlorn,

           G                       C

    the laziest dog that ever was born.

C                        C7             F                       - Dm

    He's howlin' 'cause he's sittin' on a thorn,

G                                     C

    just too tired to move over.

 

    C                       C7                    F                    - Dm

8.      The tin roof leaks and the chimney leans,

             G                                              C

    and there's a hole in the seat of my old blue jeans.

       C                     C7                F                      - Dm

    And I've get the last of them pork an' beans,

G                                    C

    just can't depend on nothin'.

 

   C                       C7               F              Dm

9.     Cow's gone dry and the hens won't lay,

G                               C

    fish quit bitin' last Saturday.

C                  C7        F               - Dm

    Troubles, pile up day by day,

G                                  C

    and now I'm gettin' dandruff.

 

      C                    C7        F              Dm

10.      Grief and misery, pains and woes,

G                             - C

    debts and taxes,          so it goes.

C                    C7        F              Dm

    I think I'm gettin' a cold in my nose - - -

G                                 C

    life gets tasteless, don't it ?

 

(orig. = capo 3rd)    (Peter Lind Hayes)