Big Red Barn

	  		


Intro G 

verse 1 
                        C       G 
Sittin’ all alone in my big red barn 
F            C            G                C 
Entertaining critters who don’t give a darn 
            G         C         G 
Singing for ducks and geese and chickens 
F                       C                 N.C.                   G 
Bayin’ like a hound and playing like the (one, two, three, four) dickens 
 
C               D 
Poor little me, sittin’ in the dust 
    G                  C 
Oh, no one to help me, no one to trust 
                       D 
Sittin’ in the shadow, yearnin’ for the sun 
    C                        D N.C.     G 
Oh, nothing, nix, nil, naught, not even one
 

verse 2 
                           C       G 
Just dust and feathers and why and whethers 
      F      C         G  
Just “Get to work”, no get-togethers 
                            C          G 
Scores of chores, scores of yokels and boors 
       F     N.C.  F           C          G 
Love’s never going to knock on these barn doors 

C                         D 
Poor little me, should be sittin’ by the sea 
   G       C 
No k-i-s-s-i-n-g 
             D                  
No l-u-v, no fun, fun, fun 
   C                    D N.C.     G 
No, no one to hold tight, not even one 


Instrumental 
G      C  G  F  C  G      F   C  G    C   D        G 

verse 3 
                     C           G 
This big red barn is startin’ to lean 
        F           C              G  
But I’m sittin here rockin’ like a barnyard queen 
                    C          G 
Roof’s caved in and floor’s rotted through 
     F                  C      G 
Just held together with cobweb glue 

C               D 
Poor little me, sittin’ in the dust 
    G                  C 
Got no one to help me, no one to trust 
                       D 
Sittin’ in the shadow, yearnin’ for the sun 
    C                          D    N.C.    G 
No, nothing, nix, nil, naught, zero, zilch, none 


Instrumental 
G      C  G  F  C  G      F   C  G    C  D  G  C    D  C  D  G 

verse 4 
                         C           G 
The big red barn finally fell to the ground 
      F            C                        G  
And I packed while ducks quacked all around 
                                     C     G 
Sold the chickens for a ticket and a new bikini 
     F                          C      G 
Flew south with the geese, hope no one seen me 

C                       D 
Poor little me, finally sittin’ by the sea 
     G       C 
Just k-i-s-s-i-n-g 
                         D 
They’re gettin’ in line, one by one 
   C          D N.C.       D G 
Oh, he’s next, you’re done