D You'll always have smokes G If you always give buckets of love D Like little sad Tad who was living G On beetles and grubs Bm He had a blue-eyed merle D and loved an Indian girl Em Lived alone in the warm wet fields D In this corner of the world D You'll always eat bread G If you always have seeds to sow D LIke old Zen Ben who lived G With a murder of crows Bm He wore a crown of beans D And a belt of weeds Em Slept alone in the warm wet fields D On a bed of mustard seed guitar solo D You won't lose the beat if you just keep G Clapping your hands D Like sweet sweet Pete who clapped G for the Ruminant Band Bm He had a broken lung D And a bit-off tongue Em Lived alone in the warm wet fields D Under moon and the sun D Under moon and the sun!