Hombres were from the Memphis area (Bill Cunningham’s brother was in
the Box Tops), but it was Texas/Louisiana legend Huey P. Meaux who produced
this weird cross between ‘Gloria’ and ‘Subterranean Homesick Blues’ which
made it to #12 in November, 1967.
The spoken intro, BTW, is taken from the 1949 novelty record ‘Cigareetes,
Whuskey, and Wild, Wild Women’ by Red Ingle and the Natural Seven. — AWR
«Let It Out (Let It All Hang Out)»
(Bill Cunningham)
Intro:
(spoken): «A preachment, dear friends, you are about to receive
on John Barleycorn, nicotine, and the temptations of Eve»
(Bronx cheer)
organ arr. for guitar: [xx6x8x]
E D A [4X; continue through verses]
/ / / /
Verse 1:
No parkin’ by the sewer sign
Hot dog, my razor’s broke
Water drippin’ up the spout
But I don’t care, let it all hang out
Verse 2:
Hangin’ from a pine tree by my knees
Sun is shinin’ through the shade
Nobody knows what it’s all about,
It’s too much, man, let it all hang out
Break:
F#7 A E D A E D A [2X]
[xx4320] [xx7650]
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
Verse 3:
Saw a man walkin’ upside down
My T.V.’s on the blink
Made Galileo look like a Boy Scout
Sorry ’bout that, let it all hang out
Verse 4:
Sleep all day, drive all night
Brain my numb, can’t stop now
For sure ain’t no doubt
Keep an open mind, let it all hang out
[repeat break]
Verse 5:
It’s rainin’ inside a big brown moon
How does that mess you baby up, leg
Eatin’ a Reuben sandwich with sauerkraut
Don’t stop now, baby, let it all hang out
Coda:
Let it all hang out (harmonized) [repeat to fade]
— another ace 60’s tab from Andrew Rogers
