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Laverne And Shirley - Jolliest Fat Man by TV Soundtracks 📺

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Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
D  A  D   x2


Verse:
       D             A           D         Am7
It was Christmas Eve night at the poorhouse,
    G          A            D    A
And all of the paupers were there
   D         A             D
I stepped in because it was snowing,
    Bm           A           D
And snow always screws up my hair

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

Verse:
  D            A       D      Am7
I once was the jolliest fat-man
     G        A         D     A
With roses in all of my cheeks.
    D           A         D
I'd load up my sled every Christmas
    Bm      A             D
and go on a drunk for two weeks

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


Verse:
    D          A             D      Am7
One morning my wife left this message
      G              A          D
“Each Christmas I've spent by myself.
    D            A         D
I'm sick of your stupid traditions
        Bm         A            D
so I've run off to Spain with a elf.”

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


Verse:
        D             A                D        Am7
So, the next time you go by the poorhouse,
G         A            D
If by the poorhouse you go,
     Bm
Just take off your hat,
     F#m
To a dead guy who's fat,
    G         A              D
And whisper a silent... "HO, HO".