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Topsy Turvy by Rodney Crowell
Topsy Turvy
Bb7
Daddy’s in the kitchen (?) sauerkraut,
Momma’s in the bedroom nearly all cried out
Daddy thinks whiskey makes him big and smart,
Mamma thinks daddy’s got a concrete heart
D# G# D# G# Bb7
I wish I had a brother or a sister into I could turn
Bustin’ out the windows with a baseball bat,
Daddy’s gone crazy like a bunk house rat,
Momma’s on the sofa with a big black eye
I cross my heart and tell myself I hope they die
I wish I had a nickel for every time I cursed the word (?)
Chorus:
Cm Cm7
Mad house all topsy turvy a ship of fools with scurvy
Bb7
I don't like a thing about the way we live
Momma’s on the pavement with a broken arm
Telling everybody that he meant no harm
Talk about denial with a great big D,
You can try to fool the neighbors but you can’t fool me
I wish some kind of millionaire would come adopt me on the spot
Chorus
F
Police knocked on our door, they’ve seen it all before
D# C#
Why don’t you use restraint, we’ve had a few complaints
Now all the other women up and down the block
Are tuning up the static with the front door locked
They great us in the morning with a great big grin
But I know they’re only waiting till the roof caves in
I don’t even know if we can make it to another day
Chorus+
I don't like a thing about the way we live (repeat many times)
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version 2
C7
Daddy’s in the kitchen fryin’ sauerkraut
C7
Momma’s in the bedroom nearly all cried out
C7
Daddy thinks that whiskey makes him big and smart
C7
Momma thinks that daddy has a concrete heart
F5 A#5 F5 A#5 C7
I wish I had a brother or a sister whom to I could turn
C7
Bustin’ out the windows with a baseball bat
C7
Daddy’s gone crazy as a bunk-house rat
C7
Momma’s on the sofa with a big black eye
C7
I cross my heart and tell myself ‘I hope they die’
F5 A#5 F5 A#5 C7
I wish I had a nickel now for every time a cuss word flew
Dm7
Madhouse all topsy turvy
Dm7
A ship of fools with scurvy
C7
I don’t like a thing about the way we live
C7
Moma’s on the pavement with a broken arm
C7
Tellin’ everybody daddy meant no harm
C7
Talk about denial with a great big D
C7
You can try to fool the neighbours but you can’t fool me
F5 A#5 F5 A#5 C7
I wish some kind of millionaire would come adopt me on the spot
Dm7
Madhouse all topsy turvy
Dm7
A ship of fools with scurvy
C7
I don’t like a thing about the way we live
G5
Police knock on our door
G5
They’ve seen it all before
F5
Why don’t you use restraint
Eb5
We’ve had a few complaints
C7
Now all the women up and down the block
C7
Are tuning out the static with the front door locked
C7
They greet us in the morning with a wave and grin
C7
But you know they’re only waiting til the roof caves in
F5 A#5 F5 A#5 C7
I don’t even know if we can make it through another day
Dm7
Madhouse all topsy turvy
Dm7
A ship of fools with scurvy
C7
I don’t like a thing about the way we live
C7
I don’t like a thing about the way we live
C7
I don’t like a thing about the way we live
C7
I don’t like a thing about the way we live
C7
I don’t like a thing about the way we live
C7
I don’t like a thing about the way we live
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