Misc Musicals – Shucked - Corn (Guitar)
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[STORYTELLER 1]
Gb Bb Well, I bet you heard, If you ever read the word Ebm Dbm Of the Good Book, it took God, Seven days to make the Earth
[STORYTELLER 2]
B Gb And he made the moon and stars, and the sun out of gold Ab Db But there’s one part of the story, that’s very seldom told
[STORYTELLER 1]
Gb Bb You see, He took a little cow, and He made a little udder
[STORYTELLER 2]
Ebm E Gb Squeezed a little milk, and He made a little butter
[STORYTELLER 1]
B
He laid out a little spread[STORYTELLER 2]
Gb
Then He broke a little bread[BOTH]
Ab Db Thеn the best idea Hе ever had, popped into his head Gb Corn! Bb Yes, we said corn B A Just as sure as the day that you were born Gb Db In the evening, it's for supper, then it’s grits in the morn B Db Gb No, it ain’t our bread that’s buttered, no, it’s corn
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[STORYTELLER 1, spoken]
We’re here to tell you a fable
[STORYTELLER 2, spoken]
A farm-to-fable
[STORYTELLER 1, spoken]
Ooh!
About a simple place time forgot
[STORYTELLER 2, spoken]
Called Cob County (pause)
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[STORYTELLER 1, spoken]
Now, I know when some of you think “small towns”
You think “gun-toting rusted-truck hay seeds
Who think liberal is how you pour your whiskey
And fluid belongs in your gas tank”
But I want you to open your minds
And think (pause) even smaller!
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[STORYTELLER 2, spoken]
Somewhere north of south and south of north
To a place where being from somewhere is who you are
[STORYTELLER 1, spoken]
Filled with people no different from you or me
Well, more you (pause)
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[STORYTELLER 2, spoken]
Gb
Proud, simple people, who, more than anything, loved their corn![STORYTELLER 1]
Bb They say it came from Mexico Ebm Some seven-thousand years ago
[STORYTELLER 2]
Bb Ebm Somewhere between right now and dinosaurs
[STORYTELLER 1]
Bb
Cut to the 1400’s[STORYTELLER 2]
Ebm Bb Ebm Christopher Columbus, brought syphilis and smallpox to the shore
[BOTH]
Db
And took credit for[COMPANY]
Gb Corn! Bb I’m talking corn B When it’s popping up in rows Abm It’s just like Norman Rockwell Gb Db Had a fresh new hand, and saw the technicolor morn B Db It’s Kentucky and it’s Kansas Gb Yeah, it’s corn
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[STORYTELLER 1, spoken]
Gb
It grew everywhere in tall proud rows!Cornrows!
[STORYTELLER 2, spoken]
O-krrrrr
[STORYTELLER 1, spoken]
Nuh-uh, don’t do that!
[STORYTELLER 2, spoken]
Okay
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[STORYTELLER 1, spoken]
Gb
It popped up on every property line[STORYTELLER 2, spoken]
Gb Bb Forming a huge corn wall that completely surrounded the town
[STORYTELLER 1, spoken]
B Db Because of that, no one had ever left or come to Cob County
[STORYTELLER 2, spoken]
Gb Oh, they knew of the outside world Gb F Gb Ab They just wanted no part of it
[STORYTELLER 1 & (ENSEMBLE)]
Bb The way history is written (History) Ebm Jump into the first Thanksgiving (First Thanksgiving) Bb The Indians brought something (Indians) Ebm They called maize
(Aah, maize!)
[STORYTELLER 2 & (ENSEMBLE)]
Bb Around eleven-thirty (Eleven-thirty) Ebm The pilgrims stuffed a turkey (Stuffed a turkey) Bb Ebm Slipped into a tryptophanic haze
[COMPANY]
Db With leftovers for days and days A Of corn! Db Yeah, I heard corn D Am Got us through the Great Depression and the storms
[STORYTELLER 2]
A
They turned it into alcohol![STORYTELLER 1]
E
Yeah, that’s my favorite form![COMPANY]
D E It’s mazola and it’s ethanol A It’s corn! Gbm A We were corn-bred, we were corn-fed Gbm A Out here, we really feel like we were chosen Gbm E We love corn flakes, we love corn cakes D E F Bb Don’t know where we would be without that golden corn
[STORYTELLER 1, spoken]
Gm Am And on this day, vows were written F For a wedding that almost didn’t happen
[MAIZY]
F F6 Maybe love is like a dream Fmaj7 F A couple vows, a couple rings
[BEAU]
Gm It’s a promise that you make C That two hearts will never break
[MAIZY]
F F6 Maybe love is like a song
[BEAU]
Fmaj7 F All at once, you sing along
[MAIZY, BEAU & (ENSEMBLE)]
Gm Doesn’t have to be that hard C When it’s written in the stars Bb C Maybe love is like a seed (Maybe love) F C/E Dm A little sun is all you need (All you need) Bb C A little rain, and so it goes (A little rain)
[COMPANY]
F C/E Dm C G/B It grows and grows in rows and rows from dust
[MAIZY & BEAU]
Gm C Maybe love just needs a little…
[STORYTELLER 1]
F
Sweet corn, street corn[STORYTELLER 2]
It’s really hard to beat corn
[STORYTELLER 1]
Eb F Hands or feet, no wrong way to eat corn
[STORYTELLER 2]
It’s a resource that’s always renewable
[STORYTELLER 1]
Db F Bring it to a bris
[STORYTELLER 2]
Or a wedding
[BOTH]
Db
Or a funeral![STORYTELLER 2]
Gbm
Cook on the cob[STORYTELLER 1]
Or in a tortilla
[STORYTELLER 2]
You can even make it an onomatopoeia
[STORYTELLER 1]
Candy corn, kettle corn, put it in your mouth
[STORYTELLERS & (ENSEMBLE)]
D Gb It’s the same going in coming out G Sweet corn, street corn (Oh)
It’s really hard to beat corn
Hands or feet, no wrong way to eat corn (Oh)
It’s a resource that’s always renewable (Oh)
[COMPANY]
Em
Bring it to a bris![STORYTELLERS & (ENSEMBLE)]
Or a wedding or a funeral!
A
Cook on the cob (Oh)Or in a tortilla
You can even make it an onomatopoeia (You, make, ah, pe)
Candy corn, kettle corn, put it in your mouth (Oh)
[COMPANY]
Bb It’s the same going in coming out Eb Sweet corn, street corn
It’s really hard to beat corn
Hands or feet, no wrong way to eat corn
It’s a resource that’s always renewable
[STORYTELLER 1]
N.C.
Bring it to a bris!
[STORYTELLER 2, spoken]
God!
[COMPANY]
It’s got the juice!
G Sweet, street, hands, feet Em Cook it, pop it, baby, bris D Ashes to ashes and dust into dust Eb Eb Eb E We give to the corn cause the corn gives to us A Corn! Db All kinds of corn Gbm It’s our living It’s our loving
[STORYTELLER 1]
Dm
It’s our corn![COMPANY]
Dm Am And when we go up to Heaven E We won’t need to mourn Dm E A B Just as long as the streets are paved with corn A When we get to Heaven E We won’t need to mourn D E Just as long as those streets A Db Gbm Dm are paved with corn! A Corn!