Adam Sandler – The Goat Song (Guitar)

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[Intro] G Cm Ab Fm G G7 [Verse 1]
  Cm   Gm     Cm
I am a simple goat

  Fm          G7        Cm
I live on the back of a pick-up truck

    Cm              Gm                 Cm
The Old Man tied me here with a 3-foot rope

     Fm     G7        Cm
Am I happy? He don't, give a fuck

     Cm                Bb                       Eb
"Hey goat I'm going to beat your head in with a hickory stick"

    Fm       G        Cm
Sometimes he uses his fists

     Cm          Gm         Cm
He's filled with anger, and filled with rage

    Fm                    G
And tells me I smell like piss
[Verse 2]
    Ab                     Bb
His drink, Jimmy Beam. His chaser, a beer

      Cm
After that, various alcohols

Ab                       Bb
That's when the beatings get so severe

 Cm      Fm      G    G7
Asleep I pray he falls

    Cm         Gm        Cm
But don't feel sorry for me

Fm             G           Cm
Things weren't always this bad

     Cm     Gm    Cm
Why, when I was a young talking goat

    Fm          G            C
The Old Man was just like my dad
[Verse 3]
  Cm                     Bb
I come from the hills of Europe

       Eb                  G
That's where I met the Old Man

       Ab                   Bb
He was lost in the woods, I gave him directions

Cm
He gave me a tuna can

        Cm                           Bb
Then he stopped in his tracks and he said, "Hey Goat!

          Eb                G
Would you like to live with me?

           Ab                   Bb
I've got a house with a pick-up truck

                      Cm
In a place across the sea"

         F                   Cm
I said, "Sure, why not, I've got no family

F                    Cm
You seem like a nice guy"

      Ab           Bb
So we went off to America

                  Ab  G
The home of apple pie
[Verse 4]
F            G           C
On the boat, the Old Man told me

        Am   G               C
I would be a present for his wife

           F           G
"A talking goat!" he exclaimed,

C                              Cm
"She'd never seen this in her liiife"

   D   F      G
I felt so special!

        F               Gm7
Well, I just couldn't believe it

      Eb                Cm            F7
After all these years I finally had a friend

              Ab
He trimmed my beard

              Eb
He scraped my hooves

  Fm              G     C
I prayed it would never end
[Verse 5]
            C#m
But when we got to his house

      D
There was no wife

E                   Ab
Only a short, short letter

              Cm                   B
It said: "I'm leaving you for your brother

        A           Ab
Because he fucks me better"

    E                         B
His eyes filled with tears of sadness

    C#m                   Ab
His heart was filled with grief

             A               B
To soothe himself he drank a pint of Old Granddad

    C#m
And beat me like a side of beef

             E                            B
I screamed, "Send me back to the hills of Europe!"

        C#m                        Ab
He just shook his head and said, "Nope!

   A             B
No one will ever leave me again

        Ab                                C#m
To make sure, put on this 3-foot fucking rope."
[Verse 6]
        B                            E
Present day, I've been on the truck for 51 years

   F#/B                      E
My only friend is the AM radio

    B                      E
Sometimes the neighborhood children stop by

         F#/B                                    E
But it's always rocks and beer bottles that they throw

   B                        E
At first they're excited to see a talking goat

     F#/B                                 E
They gather around to hear what I have to say

      Ab                         A
But I guess sometimes my stories go on too long

        F#m       Ab              A7
So they leave and giggle I need a bidet
[Verse 7]
A                                     E
But you know there was a night that I did get off the truck

         A                      E
When the Old Man was passed out drunk

      A                               E
Three neighbourhood kids took me to a rock 'n roll concert

            A                C#m7
The kind of music old-school funk

    C#m7  E  F#m7
e|---4----0---2------------|
B|---5----0---2------------|
G|---4----1---2------------|
D|---6----2---4-4-4--------|
A|---4----2---4-4-4--2-/---|
E|---4----0---2-3-4--------|

           C#m7       E     F#m
It was the first time I got off the truck

          C#m7    E       F#m
The music made me lose control

         C#m7         E          F#m
The lead singer asked if we were having fun

                 C#m7       E           F#m
I said, "Fucking crank that rock 'n roll loud!"

          C#m7   E         F#m
The women at the show were beautiful

        C#m7       E         F#m
As they danced sexily on the soft grass

C#m7        E    F#m          C#m7
One of them even petted my fur

N.C.                     B C
Fuck me in the goat-ass!

C#m7           E           F#m
Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns

    C#m7     E           F#m
And threw me in the mosh pit

     C#m7       E         F#m
They passed me around and treated me nice

       C#m7       E                 F#m
Till I nerviously sprayed them with shit

         E
Then the music stopped
N.C. And everything was quiet N.C. And all the rock 'n rollers started a fucking goat-riot [Verse 8]
N.C.     C#m
Kill the goat!

N.C.     Ab7
Kill the goat!

N.C.     C#m
Kill the goat!

N.C.     Ab
Kill the goat!

     C#m           Cm-into-->C#m
e|----4-------------3/---|----4---------------|
B|----5-------------4/---|----5---------------|
G|----6-------------5/---|----6---------------|
D|----6-----------2-5/---|----6---------------|
A|----4---------2---3/---|----4-----------2---|
E|------0-2-3-4----------|------0-2-3-4-------|
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     C#m E F# G Ab B E  Cm    C#m E F# G Ab   B C#m
e|----4--0--2-3--4-2-8--3/-|---4--0--2-3--4---2--4-|
B|----5--0--2-3--4-4-10-4/-|---5--0--2-3--4---4--5-|
G|----6--2--3-4--5-4-10-5/-|---6--2--3-4--5---4--6-|
D|----6--3--4-5--6-4-10-5/-|---6--3--4-5--6---4--6-|
A|----4--3--4-5--6-2-8--3/-|---4--3--4-5--6---2--4-|
E|-------0--2-3--4---------|------0--2-3--4--------|

C#m
They chased me under the bleachers

C#m
They chased me onto the street

C#m
They chased me into an alley

C#m
And said I was a dead fucking goat meat

C#m
But then I saw a sight

C#m
That I never thought I'd see

C#m
The Old Man swinging his hickory stick

C#m
But he wasn't swinging at me

C#m
"Fuck you, pot-smoking turkeys!

C#m
Don't you press your luck!"

C#m
The long hairs ran away screaming

C#m
As I scrambled onto the truck
[Verse 9]
     A                        B
When we got home, the Old Man said,

                            C#m
"Goat, you broke the sacred law."

C#m C#m     C#m    C#m
No! Please! Sorry! Shit!

 A                                    B
"I'll let it go this time, but if you leave again

                        C#m
I'll break your fucking jaw!"

C#m    C#m    C#m   C#m
Super! Great! Okay!
[Verse 10]
A                       E
Thank you Old Man, for saving my life

A                    E
Thank you again and again

    A                   E
You could have let them barbeque me,

A                    E
But you acted like a friend

              A                    E
"I'm not your friend, I don't even like you

    A                 E
I'm just a drunk," he said

             A                           E
To prove his point, he drank a bottle of grain alcohol

    A                B              C#m
And beat the fucking shit out of my head. (Ow! ow! ow! You're hurting me, old man!)
[Verse 11]
     Cm      Bb           Cm      Fm     G            Cm
That night a suffered a concussion deep inside my goat brain

  Cm           Bb      Cm
I still cannot feel my tail bone

        Bb             Ab             G7
And Ill probably never walk straight again

Cm            Bb        Cm
I guess you'd call me a scapegoat

  Ab                   Bb         Cm
A punching bag for the Old Man to mock

Cm     Bb             Cm
Just because his wife left him

        Ab          Fm             G7
For his brother's abnormally large cock

Cm            Bb      Eb
He could have been my buddy

      Ab           Bb        Cm
But instead he's a crazy old fuck

     Ab                               Eb G   F7
And, once again, I go to sleep in my eternal home

    Ab          Gm7     C D Eb F Ab Bb C
The back of the pick-up truck
Goodnight, Old Man! "Yeah, goodnight Goat!"