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The Fox The Crow And The Cookie by mewithoutYou
The Fox The Crow And The Cookie
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
Bm F#m A E Bm
Through mostly vacant streets, a baker from the outskirts of his town
F#m A E Bm
Earned his living peddling sweets from the ragged cart he dragged around.
F#m A E Bm
The clever fox crept close behind, kept an ever-watchful eye
F#m A E Bm
For a chance to steal a ginger spice cake or a boysenberry pie.
F#m A E Bm
Looking down was the hungry crow, "When the time is right, I'll strike
F#m A E Bm
And condescend to the earth below and take whichever treat I'd like."
F#m A E Bm
The moment the baker turned around to shoo the fox off from his cart,
F#m A E A
The crow swooped down and snatched a shortbread cookie and a German chocolate tart.
[Chorus 1]
E D
Using most unfriendly words that the village children had not yet heard,
E A
the baker shouted threats by canzonette to curse the crafty bird.
E D
"You rotten wooden mixing spoon! Why you midnight winged racoon!
E Bm
You better bring those pastries back, you no-good burned-black macaroon!"
[Instrumental]
F#m A E Bm x2
[Verse 2]
F#m A E Bm
The fox approached the tree where the bird was perched, delighted in his nest.
F#m A E Bm
"Brother Crow, don't you remember me? It's your old friend Fox with a humble request.
F#m A E Bm
If you could share just a modest piece, seeing as I distracted that awful man."
F#m A E Bm
This failed to persuade the crow in the least, so the fox rethought his plan.
F#m A E Bm
"Then if your lovely song would grace my ears, or to even hear you speak,
F#m A E Bm
Would ease my pains and fears." The crow looked down with a candy in his beak.
F#m A E Bm
"Your poems of wisdom, my good crow, what a paradise they bring!"
F#m A E A
This flattery pleased the proud bird, so he opened his mouth and began to sing:
[Chorus 2]
E D
"Your subtle acclamation's true! Best to give praise where praise is due.
E A
Every rook and jay in the Corvidae's been raving about me too.
E D
They admire me, one and all. Must be the passion in my caw!
E Bm
My slender bill known through the escadrille, my fierce commanding claw!"
[Bridge]
A Bm A Bm
A D E A
[Chorus 3]
E D
I got a walnut brownie brain, and molasses in my veins,
E A
Crushed graham cracker crust, my powdered sugared funnel cake cocaine.
E D
Let the crescent cookie rise. These carob colored almond eyes
E A
Will see my cashewed princess in the swirling marble sky.
E D
Will rest upon the knee, where all the visions cease to be
E A
A root beer float in our banana boat across the tapioca sea.
E D
When letting all attachments go, is the only prayer we know,
E A
May it be so, may it be so, may it be so, oh.
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version 2
A
Bm F#m A
Through mostly vacant streets a Baker from the outskirts of his town
E Bm
earned his living peddling sweets from a ragged cart he dragged around.
F#m A
The clever Fox crept close behind, kept an ever watchful eye
E Bm
for a chance to steal a ginger spicecake or a boysenberry pie.
Bm F#m A
Looking down was the hungry Crow: When the time is right I'll strike
E Bm
and condescend to the earth below and take whichever treat I like!
F#m A
The moment the Baker turned around to shoo the Fox off from his cart,
E A
the Crow swooped down and snatched a shortbread cookie and a German chocolate tart.
A E D
Using most unfriendly words that the village children had not yet heard,
E A
the Baker shouted threats by Canzonet to curse the crafty bird:
E D
You rotten wooden mixing spoon! Why, you midnight winged raccoon!
E A
You'd better bring those pastries back, you no good, burnt-black-macaroon!!!
Bm F#m A
The Fox approached the tree where the bird was perched, delighted, in his nest:
E Bm
Brother Crow, don't you remember me? It's your old friend Fox with a humble request.
F#m A
If you could share just a modest piece, seeing as I distracted that awful man...
E Bm
This failed to persuade the Crow in the least, so the Fox rethought his plan:
Bm F#m A
Then, if your lovely song would grace my ears, or, to even hear you speak
E Bm
would ease my pains and fears. The Crow looked down with the candy in his beak.
F#m A
Your poems of wisdom, my Good Crow, what a paradise they bring!
E A
This flattery pleased the proud bird so he opened his mouth and began to sing:
A E D
Your subtle acclamation's true, best to give praise where praise is due.
E A
Every rook and jay in the corvidae has been Raven about me too!
E D
They admire me, one and all, must be the passion in my 'Caw',
E A
my slender bill, known through the escadrille, my fierce, commanding claw...
Bridge: Bm A Bm A Bm A D E
A E D
Ah, I've got a walnut-brownie-brain and molasses in my veins,
E A
crushed graham cracker crust, my powdered sugar funnelcake cocaine.
E D
Let the crescent cookie rise! These carob-colored Almond eyes
E A
would rest to see my cashew princess in the swirling marble sky.
E D
We'll rest upon the knee where all divisions cease to be
E A
and rootbeer float in our banana boat across the tapioca sea.
E D
When letting all attachments go is the only prayer we know.
E A
May it be so, may it be so, may it be so, oh...
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version 3
Notes:
Arron's phrasing is hard to keep up with. The chords are over the right words,
but it might be necessary to listen to how he is singing each line.
Verses: Bm F#m D E
Choruses : A E D E (twice as long on each chord, strumming opens up)
Interlude: Bm F#m x3 D A
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[Verse 1]
Bm F#m
Through mostly vacant streets
D E Bm
A baker from the outskirts of his town
F#m D
Earned his living peddling sweets
E Bm
From a ragged cart he dragged around
F#m D
The clever fox crept close behind
E Bm
Kept an ever watchful eye
F#m D
For a chance to steal a ginger spice cake
E Bm F#m D E
Or a boysenberry pie
[Verse 2]
Bm F#m D
Looking down was the hungry crow:
E Bm
"When the time is right, I'll strike
F#m D
And condescend to the earth below
E Bm
And take whichever treat I'd like"
F#m D
The moment the baker turned around
E Bm
To shoo the fox off from his cart
F#m D
The crow swooped down and snatched a shortbread cookie
E A
And a German chocolate tart
[Chorus 1]
E
Using most unfriendly words
D
That the village children had not yet heard
E
The baker shouted threats by canzonette
A
To curse the crafty bird
E
"You rotten wooden mixing spoon
D
Why, you midnight-winged raccoon
E
You better bring those pastries back
Bm F#m D E Bm F#m D E
You no-good burned-black macaroon"
[Verse 3]
Bm F#m
The fox approached the tree
D E Bm
Where the bird was perched delighted in his nest
F#m D
"Brother Crow, don't you remember me?
E Bm
It's your old friend Fox with a humble request
F#m D
If you could share just a modest piece
E Bm
Seeing as I distracted that awful man"
F#m D
This failed to persuade the crow in the least
E
So the fox rethought his plan
[Verse 4]
Bm F#m D
"Then if your lovely song would grace my ears
E Bm
Or to even to hear you speak
F#m
Would ease my pains and fears!"
D E Bm
The crow looked down with the candy in his beak
F#m D
"Your poems of wisdom, my good crow
E Bm
What a paradise they bring!"
F#m
This flattery pleased the proud bird
D E A
So he opened his mouth and began to sing:
[Chorus 2]
E
"Your subtle acclamation's true
D
Best to give praise where praise is due
E
Every rook and jay in the Corvidae's
A
Been ravin' about me too
E
They admire me, one and all
D
Must be the passion in my caw
E
My slender bill known throughout the escadrille
Bm F#m
My fierce commanding claw!"
[Interlude]
Bm F#m Bm F#m D E
[Chorus 3]
A E
I got a walnut brownie brain
D
And molasses in my veins
Crushed graham cracker crust
E A
My powdered sugared funnel cake cocaine
E
Let the crescent cookie rise
D
These carob-colored almond eyes
E
Would rest to see my cashewed princess
A
In the swirling marble sky
E
Would rest upon the knee
D
Where all of the visions cease to be
E
A root-beer float in our banana boat
A
Across the tapioca sea
E
When letting all attachments go
D
Is the only prayer we know
May it be so
E
May it be so
May it be so
A
Oh
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version 4
Solo
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Through mostly vacant streets
A baker from the out-skirts of his town
Earned his living peddling sweets from a ragged cart he dragged around
The clever fox crept close behind
Kept an ever watchful eye
For a chance to steal a ginger spicecake
Or a boysenberry pie
Looking down was the hungry crow
"When the time is right, I'll strike
And condescend to the earth below
And take whichever treat I'd like."
The moment the baker turned around
To shoo the fox off from his cart
The crow swooped down
And snatched a shortbread cookie and a German chocolate tart
Using most unfriendly words
That the village children had not yet heard
The baker shouted threats by canzonet to curse the crafty bird
"You rotten wooden mixing spoon, !
Why, you midnight winged raccoon!
You better bring those pastries back, you no good, burnt, -black macaroon!"
The fox approached the tree
Where the bird was perched, delighted in his nest
"Brother Crow, don't you remember me?
It's your old friend Fox with a humble request
If you could share just a modest piece
Seeing as I distracted that awful man."
This failed to persuade the crow at the least
So the fox rethought his plan
"Then if your lovely song would grace my ears
Or to even to hear you speak
Would ease my pains and fears!"
The crow looked down with the candy in his beak
"Your poems of wisdom, my good crow
What a paradise they bring!"
This flattery pleased the proud bird so
He opened his mouth and began to sing
"Your subtle acclimation's true
Best to give praise where praise is due
Every rook and jay in the Corvidae
Has been Raven about me too
They admire me, one and all
Must be the passion in my caw
My slender bill known through the escadrille
My fierce commanding claw!"
"Ah, I've got a Walnut-brownie-brain
And molasses in my veins
Crushed graham cracker crust
My powdered sugar funnel cake cocaine
Let the crescent cookie rise
These carob-colored almond eyes
Would rest to see my cashew princess
In the swirling marble sky
And we'll rest upon the knee
Where all divisions cease to be
A root-beer float, in our banana boat
Across the tapioca sea
When letting all attachments go
Is the only prayer we know
May it be so, may it be so, may it be so."
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