Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Verse 1: Bb Here we come on the run Bb With a burger on a bun F And a dab of coleslaw on the side F Oh your taste we will tickle F With a cold dill pickle Bb And all of our potatoes are french fried fried fried Bb Our burgers can't be beat Bb Because we grind our own meat D# Grind grind grind grind grind D# A Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble Bb G7 Are to blame for all our trouble N.C. And if they think that we'll forget C Bb They're out of their mind mind mind mind mind