The Holiday Song

C  D  B  C
Am C  F  C x2

[Verse 1]
      Am        C        F     C
Well, sit right down my wicked son
    Am      C         F     C
And let me tell you a story
 Am       C         F        C
About the boy who fell from glory
    Am     C      F     C
And how he was a wicked son

[Chorus]
G               F         Am  C  F  C
  This ain't no holiday
    G               F
But it always turns out this way
D                    Am
  Here I am, with my hand

(Am) C  F  C
 Am  C  F  C

[Verse 2]
   Am        C      F       C
He took his sister from his head
         Am      C          F      C
And then painted her on the sheets
         Am         C      F         C
And then rolled her up in grass and trees
         Am           C        F      C
And they kissed till they were dead

[Chorus]
G               F         Am  C  F  C
  This ain't no holiday
    G               F
But it always turns out this way
D                    Am
  Here I am, with my hand

(Am) C  F  C
 Am  C  F  C

[Verse 3]
      Am        C       F    C
Well, sit right down my evil son
    Am      C         F     C
And let me tell you a story
 Am       C       F         C
About the boy who fell from glory
    Am     C      F     C
And how he was a wicked son

[Chorus]
G               F            Am  C  F  C
  This ain't no holiday, no no
    G               F
But it always turns out this way
D                    Am
  Here I am, with my hand

[Solo]
(Am) C  F  C
 Am  C  F  C  x2

[Chorus]
G               F         Am  C  F  C
  This ain't no holiday
    G               F
But it always turns out this way
D                    Am
  Here I am, with my hand

(Am) C  F  C
 Am  C  F  C  x3