Blow Up Your Tv

album: Aerie

song: Blow Up Your TV

written: John Prine

performed: John Denver

transcribed: Ken Reynolds

Enjoy another earlier song.

Blow Up Your T.V.

J. Prine (klr)

She was a [G] level headed dancer on the [C] road to alchohol

And [D] I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal [G]

Well, she pressed her chest against me, about the [C] time the juke

box broke

She [D] give me a peck on the back of the neck and these are the

words she [G] spoke

Blow up your tv, throw away your paper

Go to the [D] country and build you a [G] home

Plant a little garden, eat a lotta peaches

Try and find [D] Jesus, on your [G] own

I [G] sat there at the table and I [C] acted real niave

Cause I [D] knew that topless lady, she had something up her sleve

She danced around the room awhile and she [C] did the hoochy cooch

And [D] sing a song all night long, telling me what to [G] do

Blow up your tv, throw away your paper

Go to the [D] country and build you a [G] home

Plant a little garden, eat a lotta peaches

Try and find [D] Jesus, on your [G] own

But [G] I was young and a [C] bout to leave that place

Just as I was going, she looked me in the face [G]

I said "You must know the answer", she said [C] "no, but I'll give it

a try."

And [D] to this day, we've been living our way, here is the reason

why

We blew up the [G] tv, threw away the paper

Went to the [D] country, built us a [G] home

Had a lotta children, fed them on peaches

They all found [D] Jesus, on their [G] own [C] - [G]

It is an ejoyable one.

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