Camper Van Beethoven - All Her Favorite Fruit

      
 
 "All Her Favorite Fruit" - Key Lime Pie
 
 (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
                       Bm A 
 And I always think of her
 D                                           Bm  A 
 Late at night I call her, but I never say a word
 G                             Bm                A                D G 
 But I can see her squeeze the phone between her chin and shoulder
 Bm        A                D                     G                   D G 
 And I can almost smell her breath, faint, with a sweet scent of decay
 D                             
 She serves him mashed potatoes
                         Bm         A   
 She serves him peppered steak, and corn
 D                                                     Bm   A 
 Pulls the dress up over her head, lets it fall to the floor
 G                         Bm          A                     D G 
 And does she ever whisper in his ear, all her favorite fruit
 Bm          A           D               G         
 And all the most exotic places they are cultivated
 D                                                Bm        A 
 And I'd like to take her there, rather than this train I'm on
 D                                                         Bm      A 
 And if I weren't a civil servant, I'd have a place in the colonies
 G                        Bm                     A                    D G 
 We'd play croquet behind white-washed walls and drink our tea at four
 Bm     A              D               G      
 Within intervention's distance of the embassy
 D                           A D           
 The midday air grows thicker with the heat
            Bm                  A    
 And drifts towards the line of trees
 D                           A D                    Bm A 
 When negroes blink their eyes, they sink into siesta
 G                         Bm               A            D G 
 And we are rotting like a fruit underneath a rusting roof
 Bm           A                   D              G         
 We dream our dreams and sing our songs of love - fecundity
    D            G    D        G        D        G   
 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.
 
 -john
 
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