Wild Onions

By

Guitar

Ukulele

Verse 1

I blinked
A
and I was 25 in a motel in Bozeman Montana
Dmaj7
eating kratom
With D
A
ave -
Dmaj7
A
Funny thing about feelings
They like to
Dmaj7
surf
The pain comes in
G
waves -
D

Verse 2

I was a
A
cosmic American am stationfor a brain
Dmaj7
cigarrette stains
Looking for a
A
match -
Dmaj7
And it was then
A
and only then I realized
There's a list of things I can
Dmaj7
do
And an even bigger one
Of things I
G
can't -
D

Chorus

E
Bright as a cup of coffee in America (baby)
F#m/C#
You're a masterpiece
I was
D
tooting my horn
D
Feeling forlorn
E
Low down as I could
Dm
be
There's wild
F#m7
onions honey
Wild mo
B7
ss on the logs
B7/F#
Nothing really dies
G
down here does it?
It just
E
goes where it
E/G#
belongs
Come to
A
my side we got
A(b5)
hot dogs
And we
Dsus2
keep all our
A
promises
A
You got your momma's Honda
A(b5)
Your daddy's jaundice
Dsus2
Never really kept you from
A
being honest
G
baby
C/G
G
D
Don't be scared of no
A
thing
Dmaj7
A
Dmaj7

Verse 3

I
A
sighed and I was 19 with face paint a self inflicted wound
Dmaj7
half pack of Pall Malls
With
A
Linda, sweet
Dmaj7
Linda
Alan
A
50 watt amp subconsions in a limestone cave with a flash
Dmaj7
light
Looking for a
G
window
D

Verse 4

I was
A
beating my drum for my lost son
In the
Dmaj7
desert Jesu joy of man's desire
It's
A
dry in there
Dmaj7
I was a
A
veteran of an imaginary
Dmaj7
war
Dmaj7
I'm still sore
I think part of me
G
died in there
D

Chorus *

E
Bright as a cup of coffee in America (baby)
F#m/C#
You're a masterpiece
I was
D
tooting my horn
D
Feeling forlorn
E
Low down as I could
Dm
be
There's wild
F#m7
onions honey
Wild mo
B7
ss on the logs
B7/F#
Nothing really dies
G
down here does it?
It just
E
goes where it
E/G#
belongs
Come to
A
my side we got
A(b5)
hot dogs
And we
Dsus2
keep all our
A
promises
A
You got your momma's Honda
A(b5)
Your daddy's jaundice
Dsus2
Never really kept you from
A
being honest
G
baby
C/G
G
D
Don't be scared of no
A
thing
Dmaj7
A
Dmaj7

Verse 5

I met a
A
fellow traveler on the trail all is well farewell
Dmaj7
to Orwell
We were
A
shruggin
Dmaj7
There
A
skeptical monks in swimmin trunks doing
Dmaj7
big slam dunks
Dmaj7
I got em all to make up
They were hug
G
gin -
D

Verse 6

Ya had
A
corvette visions with low ambitions
In that
Dmaj7
quonset you lived in
Down
A
stream
Dmaj7
And you
A
reached yer zen
A
But the mine caved in
And the in
Dmaj7
surance ain't gonna cover all them
G
dreams
D

Chorus *

E
Bright as a cup of coffee in America (baby)
F#m/C#
You're a masterpiece
I was
D
tooting my horn
D
Feeling forlorn
E
Low down as I could
Dm
be
There's wild
F#m7
onions honey
Wild mo
B7
ss on the logs
B7/F#
Nothing really dies
G
down here does it?
It just
E
goes where it
E/G#
belongs
Come to
A
my side we got
A(b5)
hot dogs
And we
Dsus2
keep all our
A
promises
A
You got your momma's Honda
A(b5)
Your daddy's jaundice
Dsus2
Never really kept you from
A
being honest
G
baby
C/G
G
D
Don't be scared of no
A
thing
Dmaj7
A
Dmaj7