All Her Favorite Fruit
Camper Van BeethovenVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
(I worked this out also over the break)
last time slide
e-2-------2-------2-------2-3-5-3-0-2-----------------|-/10-----------------|
B-3-------3-------3-------3---------3-----------------|---------------------|
G-2-------2-------2-------2---------2----repeat this--|---------------------|
D-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0---0-----------------|---------------------|
A-----------------------------------------------------|---------------------|
E-----------------------------------------------------|---------------------|
I drive alone, home from work
And I always think of her
Late at night I call her, but I never say a word
But I can see her squeeze the phone between her chin and shoulder
And I can almost smell her breath, faint, with a sweet scent of decay
She serves him mashed potatoes
She serves him peppered steak, and corn
Pulls the dress up over her head, lets it fall to the floor
And does she ever whisper in his ear, all her favorite fruit
And all the most exotic places they are cultivated
And I'd like to take her there, rather than this train I'm on
And if I weren't a civil servant, I'd have a place in the colonies
We'd play croquet behind white-washed walls and drink our tea at four
Within intervention's distance of the embassy
The midday air grows thicker with the heat
And drifts towards the line of trees
When negroes blink their eyes, they sink into siesta
And we are rotting like a fruit underneath a rusting roof
We dream our dreams and sing our songs of love - fecundity
Of life and love, of life and love, of life and love
(end with opening riff, then finish on D)
You may wish to play the G barred on the 3rd fret, and sometimes pick the
top three strings descending.
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Readable chord sheet for All Her Favorite Fruit by Camper Van Beethoven
(I worked this out also over the break)
last time slide
e-2-------2-------2-------2-3-5-3-0-2-----------------|-/10-----------------|
B-3-------3-------3-------3---------3-----------------|---------------------|
G-2-------2-------2-------2---------2----repeat this--|---------------------|
D-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0---0-----------------|---------------------|
A-----------------------------------------------------|---------------------|
E-----------------------------------------------------|---------------------|
[D]I drive alone, home from work
And I always think of [Bm]her [A]
[D]Late at night I call her, but I never say a [Bm]word [A]
[G]But I can see her squeeze the [Bm]phone between her [A]chin and shoulder [D] [G]
[Bm]And I can [A]almost smell her [D]breath, faint, with a [G]sweet scent of decay[D] [G]
[D]She serves him mashed potatoes
She serves him peppered [Bm]steak, and [A]corn
[D]Pulls the dress up over her head, lets it fall to the [Bm]floor[A]
[G]And does she ever whisper [Bm]in his ear, [A]all her favorite fruit[D] [G]
[Bm]And all the [A]most exotic [D]places they are [G]cultivated
[D]And I'd like to take her there, rather than this [Bm]train I'm [A]on
[D]And if I weren't a civil servant, I'd have a place in the [Bm]colonies[A]
[G]We'd play croquet behind [Bm]white-washed walls and [A]drink our tea at four[D] [G]
[Bm]Within [A]intervention's [D]distance of the [G]embassy
[D]The midday air grows thicker[A] w[D]ith the heat
And drifts [Bm]towards the line of [A]trees
[D]When negroes blink their eye[A]s,[D] they sink into siest[Bm]a [A]
[G]And we are rotting like a [Bm]fruit underneath [A]a rusting roo[D]f [G]
[Bm]We dream our [A]dreams and sing our [D]songs of love -[G] fecundity
Of [D]life and love[G], of [D]life and [G]love, of [D]life and [G]love
(end with opening riff, then finish on D)
You may wish to play the G barred on the 3rd fret, and sometimes pick the
top three strings descending.