Misc Television – Laverne And Shirley - Jolliest Fat Man (Guitar)

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Written by: David L. Lander & Michael McKean (Lenny & Squiggy) This is in a sorta clumbsy folky waltz time 3/4. The D at the end of each verse is a hammer-on. Hammering-on on the First String from the F# to the G. That Am7 might be a D7, depending on what note you wanna play in the bass. The F#7 Voicing sounds nice this shape: 2X232X [Intro] D A D x2 [Verse]

       D             A           D         Am7
It was Christmas Eve night at the poorhouse,

    G          A            D    A
And all of the paupers were there

   D         A             D
I stepped in because it was snowing,

    Bm           A           D
And snow always screws up my hair

       Bm                       F#m
By the pot-bellied stove, sat a pot-bellied man,

   G               A           D     F#7
He spoke with some lumps in his throat

    Bm
His story was sad,

        F#m
And his diction was bad,

    G         A                   D
And here is a song that he wrote:

[Verse]

  D            A       D      Am7
I once was the jolliest fat-man

     G        A         D     A
With roses in all of my cheeks.

    D           A         D
I'd load up my sled every Christmas

    Bm      A             D
and go on a drunk for two weeks

   Bm                          F#m
My friends said they saw me on rooftops

    G            A          D     F#7
and sliding down chimneys at dawn

        Bm
With my reindeer in hand

        F#m
I would glide 'cross the land

    G          A         D
and wake up on somebody's lawn.

[Verse]

    D          A             D      Am7
One morning my wife left this message

      G              A          D
“Each Christmas I've spent by myself.

    D            A         D
I'm sick of your stupid traditions

        Bm         A            D
so I've run off to Spain with a elf.”

     Bm                        F#m
Just then, the old man started dyin'

   G                  A            D   F#7
He screamed, "May the Lord take my soul"

   Bm
We went through his wallet

   F#m
to see who he was

    G            A                 D
His address read simply, "North Pole"

[Verse]

        D             A                D        Am7
So, the next time you go by the poorhouse,

G         A            D
If by the poorhouse you go,

     Bm
Just take off your hat,

     F#m
To a dead guy who's fat,

    G         A              D
And whisper a silent... "HO, HO".

Transcription by albabe