My Home Town
Tom LehrerVersion1
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I really have a yen, to go back once again
Back to the place where no-one wears a frown
To see once more those super special just plain folks
In my home town
No fellow could ignore, that little girl next door
She sure looked sweet in her first evening gown
Now there's a charge for what she used to give for free
In my home town
I remember Dan, the druggist on the corner
He was never mean or ornery, he was swell
He killed his mother-in-law and ground her up real well
And sprinkled just a bit over each banana split
The guy that taught us math, who never took a bath
Acquired a certain measure of renown
And after school he sold the most amazing pictures
In my home town
That fellow was no fool, who taught us Sunday School
And neither was our kindly Parson Brown
d to avoid prosecution under Communications Decency Act]
In my home town
I remember Sam, he was the village idiot
Although it seems a pity it was so
He loved to burn down houses just to watch the glow
And nothing could be done, because he was the Mayor's son
The guy that took a knife, and monogrammed his wife
Then dropped her in the pond and watched her drown
Oh, yes, indeed, the people there are just plain folks
In my home town
Ahhhh... memories! Sounds just like my own home-town...
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Readable chord sheet for My Home Town by Tom Lehrer
I [C]really have a [Am]yen, to [Dm7]go back once a[G7]gain Back [C]to the place where [Am]no-one wears a [Dm7]frown [G7] To see once [F]more those super [B7]special just plain [C]folks In [D7]my [G7]home [C]town [C#dim] [Dm7] [G7] No[C] fellow could [Am]ignore, [Dm7]that little gi[G7]rl next door She s[C]ure looked sweet in[Am] her first even[Dm7]ing go[G7]wn Now there's [F]a charge for what[B7] she used to give f[C]or free In [D7]my [G7]home [C]town [C#dim] [Dm7] [G7] [C]I re[C7]member [F7]Dan, the druggist on the corner He was [C7]never mean or ornery, he was [C]swell He killed his [F7]mother-in-law and ground her up real w[Am]ell And [C]sprinkled just a [A]bit over [D7]each banana [G7]split Th[C]e guy that tau[Am]ght us m[Dm7]ath, who never[G7] took a bath Acqui[C]red a certain measu[Am]re of renown [Dm7] [G7] And after sc[F]hool he sold the [B7]most amazing pictur[C]es In [D7]my [G7]home [C]town [C#dim] [Dm7] [G7] Th[C]at fellow was [Am]no fool,[Dm7] who taught us[G7] Sunday School And n[C]either was our kind[Am]ly Parson Brown[Dm7] [G7] [line omitte[F]d to avoid prosec[B7]ution under Communi[C]cations Decency Act] In [D7]my [G7]home [C]town [C#dim] [Dm7] [G7] [C]I re[C7]member [F7]Sam, he was the village idiot Althoug[C7]h it seems a pity it was so [C] He loved to bu[F7]rn down houses just to watch the glow [Am] And [C]nothing could be [A]done, bec[D7]ause he was [G7]the Mayor's son Th[C]e guy that too[Am]k a knif[Dm7]e, and monogra[G7]mmed his wife Then [C]dropped her in the [Am]pond and watche[Dm7]d her [G7]drown Oh, yes, ind[F]eed, the people t[B7]here are just plain[C] folks In [D7]my [G7]home [C]town [C#dim] [Dm7] [G] Ahhhh... memories! Sounds just like my own home-town...