Yodelling Song

D7 C G The first time you stole flowers from the grave D7 C G Then, the second time, you shaved your head, you had been saved C D G By the very friendly, Jesus man C D G And all he said, "Well, I'm your brother, man" (Same chords for the rest of the song...) In the winter time you - you wore patch-work hard-me-downs In the summer time - you were all bronzed, while I was brown And they didn't ask you where you got the candy No, they didn't ask you where you got the tan In the morning time - we played travels in the sea In the evening time - we had reduced the sea to me But your mother saved us - from your daddy's hand Yeah - your mother saved us - from your daddy's hand With my adult mind - You know my body feels so strange If they'd only sign away my life to me I could be much saner If they'd only learn to let me Freedom seek The world would be less mean But they never know - how to let you go But they never know - how to leace me Yodel - ee Yod - el - ee