Swamp Thing I came ragin' up, out of the muck o' the deep south Georgia swampland A lone egg-head out of luck, tryin' to give mother nature a helpin' hand I rearranged my DNA, my skin turned green and I said "say hey! I'm a swamp thing!" I'm your swamp thing baby! I got an MS, a PHD in molecular biology from MIT I got legs of celery, a trunk of squash, and a head of broccoli Fightin' evil is what I do, when you eat your veggies be sure and chew 32 times Just a little hygiene hint From your swamp thing baby! You can take the thing out of the swamp, but you'll never get the swamp out of the thing Repeat ad naseum

Another 24 Hours G D C G G Left my wife and baby E- Been drunk for about a year C I know I should give it up G D But I sure do like my beer G E- I spent the last three days in a jailhouse C Down around Georgia way G D For smuggling contraband lizards C D I didn't have the bribe to pay G E- And I'd give up all my anger C G All my sorrow and my pain G D If I could only find my housekey C D And get out of the rain CH G I'm gonna sit here in the darkness C And wait on a pizza pie D I done lost my will for livin' C D Gonna sit here till I die E- And if that pizza gets to my house D C Before the reaper comes G D I'll have another 24 hours C D To consider the things I done Lead-GDCG, GDCD, GDCG, GDCD V2 G I never killed a man But I sure messed a couple up The harder I keep runnin' The more I keep trippin up And if that preacher man was righteous And he really had the gospel down I'm just a hopeless hellbound sinner Waitin' on the wheel to turn around But if that guru in Texarcana Had anything goin' for him I'm just a wayward soul out seeking Redemption for my sins G I'm gonna sit here in the darkness C And wait on a pizza pie D I done lost my will for livin' C D Gonna sit here till I die E- And if that pizza gets to my house D C Before the reaper comes G D I'll have another 24 hours C D To consider the things I done Lead- GDCG, GDCD, GDCG, GDCD Br G D

What Did You Expect? I done lotsa stuff, ain't really proud of Got into craziness, it was hard to get out of I done wasted lots of my time Waitin' on wishin' wells, and makin' up rhymes Daddy said son, you don't know where you're goin' If that's allright by you, well it's allright by me Just head on up the trail apiece, on to the treeline Open up a bottle there, see what we find CH What did you expect to find there? Did you think that you'd find peace of mind there? Did you hope that you'd see you a sign there? Anyhow, did ya now? I search for lotsa stuff, with no hope of finding Justice and truth, maybe even love Lost in uncertainty, not even minding The stones that I stumble on, and the storms above I head for the mountaintop, I hope to find there Answers to riddles, from far far beyond If I find nonsense I'll laugh while the leaves fall Pick up my sanity, head on back to home CH What did you expect to find there? Did you think that you'd find peace of mind there? Did you hope that you'd see you a sign there? Anyhow, did ya now? Repeat--

Crazytown A D jam; mid-fast E, D, F, D, <> A D A D Walking 'round this crazytown Watchin' all this weird shit goin' down Bidnessman walks by and hands me a frown Guess he don't approve of me layin' here on the ground CH E D Guess I don't know what it takes to get by F D But I know what it takes to get high A D It takes two beers and a good size roach That's about all it takes for me I don't know about you V2 Man this town ain't even got a decent transit system in it But we got a good dose of that 4 star daydream Sittin' high atop the financial hog of the southeastern Bible belt Think we'll buy us a football team CH Kitty cats damn near made the big one that first year Maybe a few of your tax dollars can help 'em out Next year 2005 Jam (AD) CH I don't know what all this fussin's all about I'm just tryin' to get my frustrations out And that takes exactly Two beers And a good size roach

Heartbreak Tennessee D A Snow is falling outside, oh it’s cold outside, G D it's cold inside too, the way I feel D A Out here on my own, noplace to call my home, G D Christmas all alone, how can I deal? CH G D The stores are all closed on Christmas eve, cos nobody’s got nothin’ to buy G D The Spirit of the Season’s kinda hard to believe, Everybody just wants to get high A G So we go downtown and hang around, at the last chance bar and grill D A G We got money in our pockets and heavy heavy hearts, and nothin’ but time to kill G D G Cos it’s Christmastime, in Heartbreak, Tennessee G D G Cos it’s Christmastime, in Heartbreak, Tennessee My wife left me last year, had it rough this past year, why can’t it be a fast year, like the four before? Still see my litte girl, lately she’s my world, daddy’s little pearl, in this ocean of pain CH G D The stores are all closed on Christmas eve, cos nobody’s got nothin’ to buy G D The Spirit of the Season’s kinda hard to believe, Everybody just wants to get high A 0 So we go downtown and hang around, at the last chance bar and grill D A G We got money in our pockets and heavy heavy hearts, and nothin’ but time to kill D G D Cos it’s Christmastime, in Heartbreak, Tennessee D G D Cos it’s Christmastime, in Heartbreak, Tennessee Joe’s divorce was nasty, came so hard and fast he, couldn’t see past the, forest for the trees Joe drinks more than most here, almost become a ghost here, so be a kindly host dear, and pour Joe another beer CH G D The stores are all closed on Christmas eve, cos nobody’s got nothin’ to buy G D The Spirit of the Season’s kinda hard to believe, Everybody just wants to get high A G So we go downtown and hang around, at the last chance bar and grill D A G We got money in our pockets and heavy heavy hearts, and nothin’ but time to kill D 0 D Cos it’s Christmastime, in Heartbreak, Tennessee D G D Cos it’s Christmastime, in Heartbreak, Tennessee

17 Miles to Sante Fe A-G-D repeat intro many times Ch- G Seventeen different trains to ride D A Seventeen changes and seventeen places to hide G-D-A-G-D G Seventeen Miles to Sante Fe D A Don't matter anyway, ain't gonna stay G-D-A-G-D (X2) E- I was wanted in Buffalo G Had no place to go D Thought I'd head on out west A-G-D (4X) Thought it best E- I was holed up in Omaha G There too I broke the law D Had to hide out for a while A-G-D (4X) I still smile Chorus Break down to 1/2 time on the A, hold and swell to C hold to swell for three beats and G . . . F- C (X4) Br- G F C Ooooooooooohh, Mexico, G F C I'm gonna see you soon soon as I get outta this hell hole G Across the Rio Grandio F C Ooooooooooohh, Mexico G F C I'm gonna take your hand, If I ever get home from Mexico G If I ever get out of this hell hole F C Across the Rio Grandio

Rescued 1994 A- F G A- F C G A- F A- G F A- F A- C I don't need to be rescued G F G All I need is somebody to throw me a line G Ain't got no problems F G Long as I'm high most of the time F C Shake your head say what a shame F C To have to live your life that way F C G When will you ever see your way F C Listen mister nevermind F C We all got our roads to find F C Just be glad that yours and mine G Don't cross A- G F C You know I blame no one for not being here to comfort me A- G F C G I cannot find that peace of mind to somehow set me free, whoa no F G A- No no no nooooo V2 I don't want a program All I need is a buzz to follow the show Can't get me a doctor Ya know ya can't fix what wants to be broke BR Go ahead and speak your mind, but try to get it right this time No use complainin' if I don't understand Listen mister nevermind, we all got our roads to find Just be glad yours and mine don't cross CH A- G F C You know I blame no one for not being here to comfort me A- G F C G I cannot find that peace of mind to somehow set me free, whoa no A- G F C You know I blame no one for not being here to comfort me A- G F C G I cannot find that peace of mind to somehow set me free, whoa no F G A- No no no nooooo

Stuck On Wintertime (winter '95) A Jaybird Era Tune Paint me a daybreak, make it nice and sunny Tell me a story, make it a funny one Bring on the springtime, I need to hear the birds a'singin' I need to feel the sunshine of a love that I'm bringin' home CH Everyday I wake up and my life is the same Stuck on Wintertime, ice and snow Stuck on Wintertime, cold winds blow Stuck on Wintertime. ice and snow Stuck on Winterti--i--i--i--ime lead break I ain't askin' much of life, I just wanna set me free I just wanna wanna do more than sit around watchin' the TV Hand me the paintbrush, I'll paint the whole damn thing yellow I'll paint Sunday morning, and I'll make it a mellow one CH-

The Light E B F B x2 V E B Teacher told me, oh you loser A E Boy someday you're gonna learn E B Preacher told me, oh you sinner A E Boy someday you're gonna burn E B Mama told me, in the darkness A E You can always find a little light E B Now I'm finding, you gotta watch out A E Half the time that light's a train BR B A And that light, keeps shining down on me B A I said that light, keeps bearing down on me B A I said that light, keeps gettin' closer, but I'm not moving CH E B A There's a light at the end of the tunnel B E B A B And I think it's a train E B A They're callin' for sunny weather B E B A B But I know it'll rain E B A That light up there's supposed to mean B E B A B That there's a sunny new day E B A But I strongly suspect that that light B E B A B Is attatched to a train V2 E Train a rollin', carry me Far away from here Far away from, this consternation And suffocating fear Got to get my self, outta this tunnel Make the stars the only light I see That's the only way of going I can really see for me BR B A And that light, keeps shining down on me B A I said that light, keeps bearing down on me B A I said that light, keeps gettin' closer, but I'm not moving CH E B A There's a light at the end of the tunnel B E B A B And I think it's a train E B A They're callin' for sunny weather B E B A B But I know it'll rain

Dreams D Litle boy living in a cardboardbox A G Grass and mud in his long greasy locks D A Little bag o' reefer and a bottle o' wine, G D He's gonna have a mighty fine time Been on the street since he was just thirteen With nothin' but a shirt and a pair of blue jeans Makes his livin' doin' favors for thugs And they pay him off in liquor and drugs Ch- B- D But he's got dreams, rappin' at his windows B- D7 Just what it means, he don't know B- A Sometimes it seems, like he's the punchline G D A G Of a bad joke, told too many times in a rundown bar by the railroad track G Don't look back D Sittin' by the river at the sunrise A G Watchin' the pollution as the garbage floats by D A Sees the city shinin' in the morning light G D Ain't nothin' gonna be allright Got a wobble in his knee and a shaky hand And he aint just barely a man Said I'm too young to be livin' this way Hope I find a better new day

Your Smile D C When you smile, fairies fly G Around your pretty head D C When you sigh, angels cry G And shake their pretty heads D C When you laugh at my silliness G It tickles my soul D C All I got is this box guitar G And a pretty good role Br E- C D I'm not really sure if I can make it on my own E- C D I know it don't look it but I'm damn near fully grown C G I got the weight of the world on my shoulders F C But it's no more, than I can bear CH A- C I see your smile, and I get high G And I think I can make it F One more minute, C One more day A- C I see your smile, and I get high G And I think I can make it F One more minute C One more day G F C I see your smile and I get high and I think I can make it G F C One more minute one more day repeat Jam GFC X8