My Bag

G     320033
F     x3321x
Fsus2 x3301x
C     x3201x
Am    x02210
Am/G  3x2210

Hint: strumming chords in verse is something like this (in a high upbeat tempo)
D U  D U  D U  D U  D U  D U  D U  D U
Am   Am/G Am   Am   F    F    G    G


[Intro]
Am Am/G Am Am/G  F  G Am Am/G Am Am/G

Am


[Verse 1]
                     Am  Am/G    Am          F        G
Hey I was walking my bag Through a 20 storey non-stop snow storm
Am  Am/G  Am            F           G
Pirrelli calender girls westling in body lotion
Am  Am/G  Am            F          G
My head's swimming with poetry and prose
Am        Am/G Am             F         G
Excuse me one moment whilst I powder my nose -

[Verse 2]
   Am  Am/G Am                                F            G
My bag me and my good thing are just about as close as can be
Am    Am/G   Am         F      G
We gave up sleep at the age of 17
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My world's getting bigger as my eyesight gets worse
Am Am/G Am                  F     G
I can't see the lines on my idiot board

[Bridge]
     Dm                                 F     G
What above love? I don't let that stuff in my house
Am   Am/G   Am        Am/G Am      Am/G        Am
This is the glamorous life there's no time for fooling around

[Chorus]
G                      Fsus2    C
Lord have mercy I know what I'm doing -
G                               Fsus2             C
I don't need an alibi I need a fire escape and an open window
G                    Fsus2   C
It's my problem it's nothing I can't deal with
G
I'm not chasing anything just jogging baby
            Am Am/G Am  F  G Am Am/G Am
What's your bag?

[Verse 3]
                       Am  Am/G Am                 F     G
Hundred million dollar jam Got some traffic yessir in my nose
Am Am/G     Am        F             G
Motorcycle speed cops burning up my dust roads
Am Am/G Am                 F      G
My baby left me heck ain't that a shame
Am    Am/G Am                        F    G
She's over in the corner with my new best friend

[Bridge]
           Dm                        F          G
what about me I'm doing fine with my whisky and wine
    Am     Am/G Am  Am/G       Am     Am/G    Am
And meet me in the john, John, meet me in the john, John

[Chorus]
G                      Fsus2    C
Lord have mercy I know what I'm doing -
G                               Fsus2             C
I don't need an alibi I need a fire escape and an open window
G                    Fsus2   C
It's my problem it's nothing I can't deal with
G
I'm not chasing anything just jogging baby
            Am Am/G Am  F  G Am Am/G Am
What's your bag?

[Verse 4]
Am   Am/G Am     Am/G      F             G
Spin spin whisky and gin I suffer for my art
          Am Am/G  Am                  F     G
Bartender I got wild mushrooms growing in my yard
       Am Am/G Am              F           G
Fix me a quart of petrol clams on the half shell
       Am Am/G Am           F                G
Feels like prohibition baby give me the hard sell

[Outro]
     Dm                   F         G
Gime more give me more give me more more more
         Am  Am/G Am Am/G  Am  Am/G Am
I'm your yes man yes ma'am I'm your yes man