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Bowling Song by Stephen Lynch




               Bowling Song 








INTRO:
Dsus2 - Bb   (x4)


VERSE 1:
Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2    Bb      Dsus2 Bb Dsus2 Bb
You        watch me on...
Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2   Bb     Dsus2 Bb Dsus2 Bb
Saying     that my job...
Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2  Bb     Dsus2 Bb Dsus2 Bb
Saying     I am...
Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2    Bb        Dsus2 Bb Dsus2 Bb
You        think my sport's...
G
 But you can't judge....
Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2  Bb
shoes.           Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!


VERSE 2:
Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2     Bb      Dsus2 Bb Dsus2 Bb
So       I don't get...
Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2  Bb       Dsus2 Bb Dsus2 Bb
Got      a mullet from...
Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2        Bb      Dsus2 Bb Dsus2 Bb
I'm        known throughout the...
G
 as the prophet....


CHORUS:
C5       G5       Eb5    C5           G5      Bb
And as I roll the ball....
C5          G5     Eb5 F
die!" I'm almighty Malachai....
C5                G5    Eb5     
God. The smell of.... 
C5               G5      Eb5    
high. Kiss those.... 
C5         G5     Eb5 F
bye. I'm almighty Malachai....
Dsus2 - Bb  (x4)
God.


VERSE 3:
Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2       Bb         Dsus2    Bb Dsus2 Bb
Got      a ball that's....
  Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2 Bb       Dsus2    Bb Dsus2 Bb
I keep    it in my....
  Dsus2  Bb  Dsus2   Bb    Dsus2 Bb Dsus2 Bb
I get      a feeling in....
G
 As I finger....


CHORUS:
C5       G5       Eb5    C5           G5      Eb5
And as I roll the ball....
C5          G5     Eb5 F
die!" I'm almighty Malachai.... 
C5                G5    Eb5      
God. The smell of....
C5               G5            Eb5    
high. Kiss those....
C5         G5     Eb5 F
bye. I'm almighty Malachai....


BRIDGE:
Dsus2        Bb              Dsus2         Bb
Not a single man....
Dsus2             Bb            Dsus2          Bb
All who challenge me....
Dsus2            Bb            Dsus2           Bb
Marshall Holman, Gary Dickens....
Dsus2        Bb            Dsus2             Bb
John Petraglia, Norm Duke....
Dsus2         Bb              Dsus2            Bb
Who among the pro bowl....
Dsus2          Bb             Dsus2             Bb 
Not that pussy Nelson Burton....
Dsus2              Bb                 Dsus2    Bb
Hey Mark Roth! Hey Earl the Pearl....
     Dsus2                Bb
How 'bout Dickie Weber.... 
     Dsus2                     Bb
I'll turn the motherfuckers....


CHORUS:
C5       G5       Eb5    C5           G5      Eb5
And as I roll the ball....
C5          G5     Eb5 F
die!" I'm almighty Malachai.... 
C5                G5    Eb5      
God. The smell of.... 
C5               G5      Eb5     
high. Kiss those....
C5         G5     Eb5 F
bye. I'm almighty Malachai.... 
        C5         
bowling God!  
G5   Eb5  C5  G5  Eb5  C5  G5  Eb5
Yeah!                            
F                C
 The bowling God.

End on C.


Chords used:
Bb.....x13331
C......332010
C5.....x35553
Dsus2..xx0230
Eb5....x68886
G......320033
G5.....355433
F......133211












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version 2










VERSE:

[B5][G][B5]    [G]      [B5][G][B5][G] <---Follow this pattern through verse!
You    watch me on your TV.
Say that my job is easy.
Say I am not athletic.
You think my sport's pathetic.

[E]
But you can't judge me 'till you walked a mile in my bowling shoes.

So I don't get all the ladies.
Gotta mullet from the 80's
I am known throughout the valleys.
As the prophet of alleys.

CHORUS:

[Am]     [E]      [G]          [Am]   [E]
  [G]
And as I roll the ball I cry, "Let me bowl or let me die!"
[Am][E]     [G]      [D]
I'm Almighty Malachi, the bowling god.
[Am]     [E]      [G]
The smell of resin gets my high.
[Am]       [E]     [G]    [Am]
Kiss those fucking pins goodbye!
[Am][E]     [G]         [D]
I'm Almighty Malachi, the bowling... the bowling...

[B5][G][B5][G]...etc.
GOD!!!!

Got a ball that's smooth and all black.
I keep it in my lucky ball sack.
I get a feeling in my soul.
As I finger every hole.

And as I roll the ball I cry, "Let me bowl or let me die!"
I'm Almighty Malachi, the bowling god.
The smell of resin gets my high.
Kiss those motherfucking pins goodbye!
I'm Almighty Malachi, the bowling... bowling...


(This part is played with only [B5] and [G] just like in the vese)

Not a single man will try, to beat Almighty Malachi.
All who challenge me are slain.
Come on, fuckers, pick a lane.
Marshall Holden, Gary Dickens, get in line for your ass kickins'.
John Patraglia, Norm Duke, your so lame it makes me puke.
Who among the pro-bowl sector.
Dares to don his wrist protector.
Not that pussy Nelson Burton, tells me that his wrist is hurtin'.
Hey my prophet, Earl the Pearl, are ya' scared to give the ball a hurl?
How bout' Dicky Weber and his son Pete? I'll turn the motherfuckers to cream of wheat!

And as I roll the ball I cry, "Let me bowl or let me die!"
I'm Almighty Malachi, the bowling god.
The smell of resin gets my high.
Kiss those fucking pins goodbye!
I'm Almighty Malachi, the bowling... bowling god!!
Yeaaaaaaah!
The bowling god!










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