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Nugget Man

Paul And Storm
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Robert  C. Baker, died  on a monday.
We  all know his work although few  know his name.
A  Cornell professor, who  taught poultry science,
Forever  enshrined  in the poultry  hall of fame.
84  years worth of food  innovations,
Chicken  dogs, turkey  dogs, and  turkey ham,
Above  them all stood Baker's greatest creation,
For  Baker begat  chicken nuggets  for man.
Oh,  nugget man, oh  nugget man,
Heading  on down to the old  promised land,
Happy  the meals  all have been  since the day,
 That the nugget  man came  our wa-ay.
Robert  C. Baker, way back  in the fifties,
Changed  the way children and college  kids eat,
When  he invented a way  to get breading,
 To adhere  much better  to raw  chicken meat.
 His new  method led fast food chains  in the eighties,
 To develop  and market  a new bite-sized  snack food,
Made  from mechanically recovered meat  and anti-foaming products,
Reconstituted  meat slurry  and chicken skin  for its binding properties.
Oh,  nugget man, oh  nugget man,
Heading  on down to the old  promised land,
Guts  beaks and feet  now don't get  thrown away,
 Since the nugget  man came  our wa-ay.
 The king  of the burgers and popeye  are mourning.
 The colonel  has arranged a 21  gun salute.
 The churches  are silent, but for poor  Wendy's weeping,
 And Ronald  has hung up  his big red  shiny shoes.
Robert  C. Baker's last will  was specific,
 That his bones  be removed  and he be ground  up real fine,
 And to place  his remains into small  cardboard coffins  ,
 And bury  the pieces six  at a time.
Oh,  nugget man, oh  nugget man,
Heading  on down to the old  promised land,
Dipped  into  his  honey-mustard  filled grave,
 That the nugget  man came  our wa-ay.
Nugget  man...

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Readable chord sheet for Nugget Man by Paul And Storm

[D]Robert C. Baker, [G]died on a [D]monday.
[D]We all know his work although [G]few know his [A]name.
[D]A Cornell professor, who[G] taught poultry [D]science,
[D]Forever en[G]shrined in the [A]poultry hall of [D]fame.

[F#]84 years worth of [Bm]food innovations,
[E]Chicken dogs, [E7]turkey dogs, [A]and turkey [A7]ham,
[D]Above them all stood Baker's [G]greatest [D]creation,
[D]For Baker be[G]gat chicken [A]nuggets for [D]man.

[D]Oh, nugget man, [G]oh nugget [D]man,
[D]Heading on down to the o[G]ld promised [A]land,
[Bm]Happy the [Bm]mea[Bb]ls all have [Bm/A]been since the [E]day,
That the [G]nugget man [A]came our [Dsus4]wa-ay.[D]

[D]Robert C. Baker, way [G]back in the [D]fifties,
[D]Changed the way children and c[G]ollege kids e[A]at,
[D]When he invented a [G]way to get [D]breading,
To [D]adhere much [G]better to [A]raw chicken [D]meat.

His [F#]new method led fast food [Bm]chains in the eighties,
To de[E]velop and [E7]market a new b[A]ite-sized snack [A7]food,
[D]Made from mechanically recovered [G]meat and anti-foaming [D]products,
[D]Reconstituted meat [G]slurry and chicken [A]skin for its binding [D]properties.

[D]Oh, nugget man, [G]oh nugget [D]man,
[D]Heading on down to the o[G]ld promised [A]land,
[Bm]Guts beaks and [Bm]fee[Bb]t now don't [Bm/A]get thrown [E]away,
Since the [G]nugget man [A]came our [Dsus4]wa-ay.[D]

The [D]king of the burgers and [G]popeye are [D]mourning.
The [D]colonel has arranged a 2[G]1 gun sal[A]ute.
The [D]churches are silent, but for [G]poor Wendy's [D]weeping,
And [D]Ronald has hung [G]up his big [A]red shiny [D]shoes.

[F#]Robert C. Baker's last w[Bm]ill was specific,
That his [E]bones be rem[E7]oved and he be [A]ground up real [A7]fine,
And to p[D]lace his remains into [G]small cardboard [D]coffins ,
And [D]bury the [G]pieces [A]six at a [D]time.

[D]Oh, nugget man, [G]oh nugget [D]man,
[D]Heading on down to the o[G]ld promised [A]land,
[Bm]Dipped int[Bm]o h[Bb]is honey-mus[Bm/A]tard filled gra[E]ve,
That the [G]nugget man [A]came our [Dsus4]wa-ay.[D]

[D]Nugget man...

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