Laverne And Shirley - Jolliest Fat Man chords by Television Music

Chords with lyrics

Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)

Intro:
D MajorD A augmentedA D MajorD  x2


Verse:
    D MajorD       A augmentedA      D MajorD     Am7Am7
It was Christmas Eve night at the poorhouse,
  G+G     A augmentedA      D MajorD  A augmentedA
And all of the paupers were there
  D MajorD     A augmentedA       D MajorD
I stepped in because it was snowing,
  B minorBm      A augmentedA      D MajorD
And snow always screws up my hair

    B minorBm            F# minorF#m
By the pot-bellied stove, sat a pot-bellied man,
  G+G        A augmentedA      D MajorD   F#7F#7
He spoke with some lumps in his throat
  B minorBm
His story was sad,
    F# minorF#m
And his diction was bad,
  G+G     A augmentedA          D MajorD
And here is a song that he wrote:

Verse:
 D MajorD      A augmentedA    D MajorD   Am7Am7
I once was the jolliest fat-man
   G+G    A augmentedA     D MajorD   A augmentedA
With roses in all of my cheeks.
  D MajorD      A augmentedA     D MajorD
I'd load up my sled every Christmas
  B minorBm   A augmentedA       D MajorD
and go on a drunk for two weeks

  B minorBm             F# minorF#m
My friends said they saw me on rooftops
  G+G      A augmentedA     D MajorD   F#7F#7
and sliding down chimneys at dawn
    B minorBm
With my reindeer in hand
    F# minorF#m
I would glide 'cross the land
  G+G     A augmentedA     D MajorD
and wake up on somebody's lawn.


Verse:
  D MajorD     A augmentedA       D MajorD   Am7Am7
One morning my wife left this message
   G+G       A augmentedA     D MajorD
“Each Christmas I've spent by myself.
  D MajorD      A augmentedA     D MajorD
I'm sick of your stupid traditions
    B minorBm     A augmentedA      D MajorD
so I've run off to Spain with a elf.”

   B minorBm            F# minorF#m
Just then, the old man started dyin'
  G+G         A augmentedA      D MajorD  F#7F#7
He screamed, "May the Lord take my soul"
  B minorBm
We went through his wallet
  F# minorF#m
to see who he was
  G+G      A augmentedA         D MajorD
His address read simply, "North Pole"


Verse:
    D MajorD       A augmentedA        D MajorD    Am7Am7
So, the next time you go by the poorhouse,
G+G     A augmentedA      D MajorD
If by the poorhouse you go,
   B minorBm
Just take off your hat,
   F# minorF#m
To a dead guy who's fat,
  G+G     A augmentedA       D MajorD
And whisper a silent... "HO, HO".