Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Intro: D7 G Verse: D7 Bm D7 Bm I was born on a farm out in Ioway G Em G Em A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away D7 Bm D7 Bm D7 G I packed my grip and I grabbed my sax - o - phone Verse: D7 Bm D7 Bm Can't read notes but I play anything by ear G Em G Em I made up tunes on the sounds that I used to hear E7 A7 D7 G I'd start to play folks used to say sounds a little goofus to me
Chorus: G F# Corn-fed chords appeal to me I like rustic harmony F E7 A7 Hold the note 'n change the key that's called goofus G F# Not accordin' to the rules that you learn at music schools F E7 A7 But the folks just dance like fools they love goofus Verse: D7 Bm D7 Bm Got a job but I just couldn't keep it long G Em G Em G The leader said I played all the music wrong D7 Bm D7 Bm D7 G So I stepped out with an outfit of my own Verse: D7 Bm D7 Bm Got together a new kind of orchestry G Em G Em And we all played just the same goofus harmony E7 A7 D7 G And I must admit we made a hit Goofus has been lucky for me Outro: E7 A7 D7 G And I must admit we made a hit Goofus has been lucky for me