Voltaire – All Women Are Crazy (Guitar)
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Here's the tab with standard tuning for Voltaire's country song All Women Are Crazy. I'm
a woman, but I love
this song :P
best for you.
Hope this works.
D All women are crazy G All men are dumb D ‘Cos though we know they're crazy G We still want some D It's nothin’ new G And it's sad but true D That we just can't quit 'em A And we can't live with 'em D What's a man to do? A Back in the Bible D There was a tree G Lord said to Adam, "Don't you eat that fruit" D He said, "Fine by me"
But then along came Eve
G Lookin’ to do wrong D And on account of her curves A And his lack of nerves D Adam went along D ‘Cos all women are crazy G All men are dumb D ‘Cos though we know they're crazy G We still want some D It's nothin’ new G And it's sad but true D That we just can't quit 'em A And we can't live with 'em D What's a man to do?
A
Take my old lady
D I bought her a gown G We were fixin’ to go out mixin’ D Out on the town
She said, "Do I look fat?"
G I said, "Heck no! Just a little round" D A And since that day, I've walked this way D It hurts to sit down D ‘Cos all women are crazy G All men are dumb D ‘Cos though we know they're crazy G We still want some D It's nothin’ new G And it's sad but true D That we just can't quit 'em A And we can't live with 'em D What's a man to do?
*speaking part*
D G Fellas, there comes a time in every woman's life D About once a month, to be exact
When they get kinda ornery
G Oh, they start kickin’ and fussin’ and fightin’ and D We don't know what's wrong with them G But in a week or so, they generally come around
And they'll look you right in the eye, too, and they'll say
A G D "I'm sorry, honey, I was just PMSin’" G Now, ladies, I feel for you, I really do D It's not an easy thing to go through G But since we already know the outcome
I'd like to propose a little experiment
D Boys, the next time your woman gets crazy G Oh say, about a month from now D I want you to just look her right in the eye and ask her A G "Honey, are you sure you're not just PMSin’?"
(pause)
Then you better grab your balls and run for the hills
D
*singing again*
A When I met my lady D And asked for her hand G She was the calmest and the sweetest girl D In all the land
But then the ring went on
G And she went all wrong D A Like a midnight thriller, she went BrideZilla D G She spat pea soup and become a killer D She ate three kids A And my auntie's wig D And the pastor's dog
*pause*
Why?!
D ‘Cos all women are crazy G All men are dumb D ‘Cos though we know they're crazy G We still want some D It's nothin’ new G And it's sad but true D That we just can't quit 'em A And we can't live with 'em D You just can't shoot 'em G Or you'll end in prison D A And the biker from Hell, in your prison cell D Might take a shine to you
End on D