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 And when you drive away Bb G7 A tip upon our tray C We hope to find find find find find Bb We hope to find find find find find