Tom: Bm
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Mason City-Fiery Furnaces
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Album: Blueberry Boat
Transcribed by: Martin Mokran
If you don't own this album already, BUY IT! They're one of the few bands today that
tries something new, they could use the support.
-I'm certain of parts 1 and 3, but the second section of Part 2-"Up for shade on Crumb
is a little odd. I'm not sure what chords to use to back it. If anyone figures it out
Enjoy
*the A might sound better barred, up to you
E|E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||---Part| 1E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||--
C A
Came a card marked Mason City
F C
From my forwarder.
C A
Shut the door, don’t let my dad see;
F C
Read aloud dear sir:
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F G
Understanding you account an upright gent-
Bb C
lemen Aetna Life agreed and lent.
Bb G~
By the way, my fee is 2.6 percent.
E|E|----||
C A
Write again the Riceville widow
F C
S - A - S - E
C A
I would guess they’ll be turned out though
F C
I’ll still make my plea:
E|E|----||
F G
If the Dunlay heirs cannot be seen to care,
Bb C
Then the Banker’s Trust will surely think it fair
Bb G~
To not give extensions, as they musn’t dare.
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*first solo* backing chords is an exact repeat of ^^^^^^
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C A
Write Des Moines on several matters
F C
And I near anoint,
C A
Ladle thick the pleasant flatters,
F C
And then comes the point;
--
F G
Mr. Nelson wouldn’t like to hear it said
Bb C
As he’s too proud, so I do it in his stead:
Bb G~
He shall need an extension—so it read.
E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||--Part 2E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||-
C#m
Take....
Piano line:
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b|E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||--|
g|---6~E|E|----||-664--5E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||4-6666-4---6666--6-4E|E|----||5E|E|----||E|E|----||-|
d|E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||-7E|E|----||-77-4E|E|----||-(7)E|E|----||E|E|----||-7E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||7E|E|----||77-4E|E|----|||
a|E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||5E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||--5--|
E|E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||--|
*This section I'm not sure on. I believe the song actually goes C#m-Cm-D, but the D is
low, maybe you could drop the E string to D, but I don't feel like it. So I supplemented
with F#, which sounds alright. By the way, power chords may be best for this part
C#m Cm F#
E|--Ta| ke the Oregon Short Line to Salt Lake;
C#m
take the Pere Marquette, take the Michigan Central,
Cm F#
to West Madison for Christ’s sake.
C#m
Forgemen, Molders, Blacksmiths, Boilermakers,
Cm F#
None on the make.
*THE PART I C N'T KNOW :(
Up for shade on Crumb Hill
Get something to make my hands still.
But now—Wait.
E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||-Part 3E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||E|E|----||--
*begin playing A one meter
A
How are you my nabs?
F#
Little tender footed crabs,
D A
Meet my knuckle duster.
A
You geeched that gazoon’s gow
F#
Tried to break into the bow:
D A
Go wipe your nose.
(A-G#-F#)- quick change, once each
F#~
I’m just hanging out with some noler knockums,
F
Just passing time waiting till my stack comes.
A
Prussian who got jackered,
F#
My snapper till your knockered,
D A
Get on the snam.
A
The chivman wants your chip;
F#
Better dummy up then go dip:
D A
You’re outta turn.
(A-G#-F#)quickly
F#
I learned that the lowest form of life is the buffer nabber,
F
Even worse than the dicer stabber.
