Filipino Box Spring Hog chords by Tom Waits

really helps if you have a mate with a bass drum.

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            FILIPINO BOX SPRING HOG

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I hung on to Mary's stump, I danced with a soldier's glee
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With a rum soaked crook, And a big fat laugh, I spent my last dollar on thee
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I saw Bill Bones, I gave him a yell, Kehoe spiked the nog
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With a chain link fence, And a scrap iron jaw, Cookin up a Filipino Box
Spring hog
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Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring hog, Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring hog

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Spider rolled in from Hollister Burn on a one-eyed stolen mare
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Donned himself with chicken fat, Sawin on a jawbone violin there
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Kathleen was sittin down in little red recovery room in her criminal
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underwear bra,  I was naked to the waist with my fierce black hound
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And I'm cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog
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Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog, Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog

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Dig a big pit in a dirt alley road fill it with madrone and bay
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Stinks like hell and the neighbors complain, Don't give a hoot what they say
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Ya gotta slap that hog, Roll 'em over twice, Gotta baste it with a sweeping broom
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You gotta swat them flies, And chain up the dogs, Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog
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Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring Hog, Cookin up a Filipino Box Spring hog

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Rattle snake piccata with grapes and figs, Old brown Betty with a yellow wig
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Tain't the mince meat filagree,   And it ain't the turkey neck stew
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And it ain't them bruleed okra seeds, Though she made them especial for you
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Worse won a prize for her bottom black pie the beans got to thrown to the
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dogs
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Jaheseus Christ I can always make room, When they're cookin up a Filipino
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Box Spring Hog
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