From: [email protected] (John Kean)
A Simple Desultory Philippic — Simon and Garfunkel
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Subtitled «Or How I Was Robert McNamara’d into Submission».
From «Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme».
Transcribed by John Kean ([email protected]).
Drop D tuning (DADGBE).
No capo.
4/4 time.
INTRO RIFF:
D
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INTRO: (Intro riff x2)
VERSE 1:
D (intro riff)
I been Norman Mailered, Maxwell Taylored.
D (intro riff)
I been John O’Hara’d, McNamara’d.
G F G A
I been Rolling Stoned and Beatled ’til I’m blind.
D
I been Ayn Randed, nearly branded
G
Communist, ’cause I’m left-handed.
A D (bar7)
That’s the hand I use, well, never mind!
VERSE 2: (as before)
I been Phil Spectored, resurrected.
I been Lou Adlered, Barry Sadlered.
Well, I paid all the dues I want to pay.
And I learned the truth from Lenny Bruce,
And all my wealth won’t buy me health,
So I smoke a pint of tea a day.
INTERLUDE:
D G
I knew a man, his brain was so small,
A
He couldn’t think of nothing at all.
D
He’s not the same as you and me.
G
He doesn’t dig poetry.
A
He’s so unhip that when you say Dylan,
D
He thinks you’re talking about Dylan Thomas,
G
Whoever he was.
A
The man ain’t got no culture,
But it’s alright, Ma, everybody must get stoned.
VERSE 3: (as before)
I been Mick Jaggered, silver daggered.
Andy Warhol, won’t you please come home?
I been mothered, fathered, aunt and uncled,
Been Roy Haleed and Art Garfunkeled.
I just discovered somebody’s tapped my phone.
ENDING: (repeat intro riff to fade)
CHORDS:
D : 057775
D (bar7) : 00777(10)
G : 5×5433
F : 3×3211
A : 7×7655
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