G                    D      Cadd9        G
First time I saw him he was sweeter than s***.
G                         D                        Cadd9   G
Plaid jacket and belt too tight and he wasn't even doin' a bit.
G                                             D                           Cadd9
Then he cartwheeled around the room, and slow-danced with the cleaning lady.
G        Gmaj9   Em               Cadd9                         D                     G
He was a one man party. You know I'm talkin' about I'm talkin' about my friend Chris Farley.

[Verse 2]
G                    D         Cadd9  G
On Saturday night my man would always deliver.
G                                    D           Cadd9           G
Whether he was the bumblebee girl or livin' in a van down by the river.
G                                       D                  Cadd9
He loved the Bears and Ditka, danced at Chippendale's with Swayze.
G                                             D            Cadd9
When they replaced his coffee with Folgers he went f***in' crazy.
G                         D               Cadd9
The sexiest Gap girl, and Meatloaf in the band.
G                      Gmaj9            Em
Without him there'd be no lunch lady in Lunch Lady Land.
    Cadd9                       D                           G
You know I'm thinkin' about I'm thinkin' about my boy Chris Farley.

[Solo]

[Verse 3]
G                         D                                    Cadd9               G
After a show he'd drink a quart of Jack Daniels, and stick the bottle right up his a**.
G                                   D                      Cadd9    G
But hung over as hell that catholic boy always showed up to morning mass.
                Em                              D
We'd tell him, "Slow down you'll end up like Belushi or Candy".
          G                 Gmaj9        Em
He said, "Those guys are my heroes, it's all fine and dandy."
   Cadd9                                D                          G
I ain't making that s*** up that's the truth about my boy Chris Farley.

G Gmaj9 Em

[Bridge]
Em                                                 Cadd9                                       Em
I saw him in the office cryin' with his headphones on listenin' to a KC and the Sunshine Band song.
                                                  Cadd9
I said, "Buddy how the hell is that making you so sad?"
                    C                             D       G
Then he laughed and said, "Just thinkin' about my dad."

[Verse 4]
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The last big hang we had was a Timmy Meadow's wedding party.
G                            D                  Cadd9    G
We laughed our balls off all night long, all because of Farley
      Cadd9                    D                    G           Gmaj9      Em
But a few months later the party came to an end. We flew out to Madison to bury our friend.
Cadd9                   D                      G               Gmaj9        Em
Nothing was harder than sayin' goodbye, except watchin' Chris' father have his turn to cry.

Cadd9 D  G
hmmmmmm

[Verse 5]
G                                 D                  Cadd9   G
Hey buddy lifes moved on now, but you still bring us so much joy.
G                                    D         Cadd9 G
Make my kids laugh with your YouTube clips, or Tommy Boy.
               Cadd9                        D                           G          Gmaj9     Em
Well, when they ask me who was the funniest guy I ever knew. I tell em' hands down without a doubt it's you.
        Cadd9                         D                    G             Gmaj9             Em
Yeah, I miss hangin' out watchin' you try to get laid, but most of all I miss watchin' you f*** with Spade
         Cadd9                     D
Well, it ended how you wanted, but still wish you were here with me.
    G                   Gmaj9        Em             Cadd9  D
And we were gettin' on a plane to go shoot Grown Ups 3.
                     G    Gmaj9       Em
Yeah, life ain't the same without you boy.
           Cadd9                     D                             G Gmaj9 Em
And that's why I'm singing about I'm singin' about my friend Chris Faaaaarley.

[Single strum on these]
          Cadd9                         D
And if we make enough noise maybe he'll hear us.


                                      G G G G G G G G G G G   G
Give it up for the great Chris Farley.