Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

 Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus

 The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed

 On the very next day, with a nose full of pus

 Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread

 Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread

 Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread

It's a one-track town, just brown, and a breeze, too,

Pack up the meat, sweet, we're headin' out

For Wichita in a pile of fruit

Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout

Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout

Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout

Now, pull that drummer out from behind that bottle

Bring me my pipe, we're gonna shake it

Slap that drummer with a pie that smells

Take me down to California, baby

Take me down to California, baby

Take me down to California, baby

Yes, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus

The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed

On the very next day, with a nose full of pus

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread

Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread