Todd Snider – Americas Favorite Pastime (Guitar)

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[Verse 1]
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Dock Ellis didn't think he was pitching that day

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Back in 1970

B5
When he and his wife took a trip to the ballpark

    E7                 B5
A little bit differently

          E7                   B5
So by the time that he hit the bullpen

         E7                  B5
Half the world had melted away

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That's about the time coach Murtaugh came and said

F#                        B5
Doc, you're pitching today
[Verse 2]
B5
Taking the mound, the ground turned into

     E7                  B5
The icing on a birthday cake

B5
That lead off man came up and turned into

      E7            B5
A dancing rattlesnake

     E7                     B5
The crowd tracked back and forth

              E7                  B5
In waves of color underneath the sun

      E7                 B5
That ball turned into a silver bullet

     F#           B5
His arm into a gun
[Chorus]
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I took a look all around the world one time

 E7           B5
I finally discovered

E7
You can't judge a book  (Solo)
[Verse 3]
B5
Three up, three down for three straight innings

     E7           B5
In a zero-zero tie

B5
As all those batters names come ringing

       E7                 B5
From a voice out of the sky

  E7            B5
Hallucinating Halloween scenes

E7                     B5
Each new swing of the bat

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His sinker looked like it was falling off a table

     F#                          B5
But nobody was hallucinating that
[Chorus]
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I took a look all around the world one time

 E7           B5
I finally discovered

E7
You can't judge a book  (Solo)
[Verse 4]
       B5
By the top of the seventh, he was up one-to-nothing

     E7                  B5
And giving them Padres fits

 B5
By the bottom of the eighth, he was up two-to-nothing

           E7                     B5
And they still hadn't got any hits

        E7            B5
With one out left to go in the game

            E7                     B5
The batter looked like a baby child

       E7                 B5
That birthday cake was shaking

               F#                  B5
Them waves of color was going wild
[Verse 5]
       B5
By the time that he mowed the last man down

         E7                 B5
He was high as he had ever been

 B5
Laughing to the sounds of the world going around

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Completely unaware of the win

                E7                       B5
And while the papers would say he was scattered that day

         E7                        B5
He was pretty as a pitcher could be

         E7                            B5
The day Dock Ellis of the Pittsburgh Pirates

            F#           B5
Threw a no hitter on LSD
[Chorus]
          E7              B5
I took a look all around the world one time

 E7           B5
I finally discovered

E7
You can't judge a book  (Solo)