Pigs That Ran Striaghtaway Into The Water Triumph Of

 
    D   A7  G
E|---2---2---3---| 
B|---3---2---0---| 
G|---2---2---0---| 
D|---0---0---0---| 
A|---0---0---2---| 
E|---x---x---3---| 

  Okay this is what I call the D boogey. When you see a D* do the D boogey.

  D BOOGEY: D A7 D        ...play it real quick!
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INTRO: D* x8

VERSE 1:D                                    G
        You're gonna send me back to where I came from,
        D                                    G
        Please don't send me back to where I came from.
               D* D* D*D* D                      A7
        Let me go,     where the white magnolias grow.

        |D*| x4

VERSE 2:D                                   G
        You're gonna fit me for that orange jumpsuit,
        D                                   G
        Please don't fit me for that orange jumpsuit.
               D* D* D* D* D                  A7
        Let me rise,    where the dragonflies fly.

CHORUS 1:                         D                   G
         Yeah but you're going to do what you want to do
                   D             A7
         No matter what I ask of you.
                                D                      G
         You think you hold the high hand, I've got my doubts.
                     D               A7       D* D* D* D*
         I come from Chino where the asphalt sprouts.

VERSE 3:D                                 G
        Big bus headed southeast from the courthouse.
            D                                 G
        But I'm not headed southeast from the courthouse.
                 D                         A7
        Let some mysterious chunk of space debris
        G                            A7     D* D* D* D*
        puncture the roof and set me free.

VERSE 4:D                           G
        And even if I have to go to Clairmont.
        D                                    G
        Well I guess I'll just have to go to Clairmont.
               D* D*
        Let me go.
       D* D*       D        A7
        Let me lie low.

CHORUS 2:                         D                   G
         Yeah but you're going to do what you want to do.
                   D             A7
         No matter what I ask of you.
                                D                    G
         And you send your dark messengers, to tempt me.
                     D                 A7          D* D* D* D*
         I come from Chino so all your threats are empty.