The Wailers - Out of Our Tree

      Observe that this is NOT the Jamaican reggae-band. 
This is a 60s garage band from Tacoma, Washington.

Intro:
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F               Ab  Bb  Ab F                   Ab  Bb  Ab                  
Out, runnin' around       Seein' every crazy sight
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A lady in a evenin' gown       Made from a paper kite
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We asked her why      She wore such a crazy gown
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She said if ya wanna fly         Ya gotta get off the ground

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Don't know what we hear an' see   Hey, we gotta be...
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Out of our tree
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Out of our tree
F           Bb   F (break)
Out of our tree

Repeat intro once


Ran a little ways more/And we happened to meet
A man building a door/Right in the middle of the street
We asked him why/He did such a crazy thing
He said if ya wanna get by/The doorbell ya hafta ring

Don't know what we hear an' see/Hey, we gotta be...
Out of our tree
Out of our tree
Out of our tree

Repeat intro once

[Then we saw(?)] a cat/Diggin' through a garbage can
Out jumped a rat/A dog an' the garbage man
Now everything we see/We don't try to figure out
We know that it just can't be/But it's happenin' without a doubt

Don't know what we hear an' see/Hey, we gotta be...
Out of our tree
Out of our tree
Out of our tree

Bass solo and some more "Out of our tree"