[Intro] D7D7 Em We were drivin through West TexasD C The land of beef and porkD Em Where they tend the hides of leatherD C We wear back in New YorkD Em In a pasture, along a roadsideD C Behind a brokedown shackD Em On a dusky side of eveningD C We saw a figure dressed in blackG C G Em And we don't mean to sound like we're trippinA7 But we swear to GodC D Em D We saw Lou Reed cow tippinG Cow tippinD Em Hey Lou, "Is that you?"D C She said as we pulled to the shoulderD Em He just said, "Go screw."D C And then he turned and tipped one overD Em Under a spitshine Western skyD C The color of blue varnishD Em Hey it's like FelliniD C Actually I'm thinkin more like Jim JarmuschG C G Em And we can't say how much we've been sippinA7 But we swear to GodC D Em D We saw Lou Reed cow tippinG Cow tippinB7 C I got cops on the cellB7 C I said I got a little story to tellA7 Lou Reed is in the cow penD They said, Oh no! Not again!G C G Em And we hope our perceptions isn't slippinA7 But we swear to GodC D Em D We saw Lou Reed cow tippinG D Cow tippinG D Cow tippinG D Cow tippinG D Cow tippinG D You really think that was Lou Reed?G D Cow tippinG D I'm sure it was, he was wearing black LevisG D Cow tippinG D I thought he was a vegetarianG D Cow tippinG D He's just tippin them over, he wasn't eating themG D Cow tippin OhG D Cow tippin
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The Little Willies
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