The Pig And The Inebriate

{title:The Pig and the Inebriate}

{st:Traditional}

It was early last December,

As w[F]ell as I remember,

I was w[G]alking down the street in tipsy p[C]ride.

No one was I disturbin',

As I l[F]ay down by the curb-in',

And a p[G]ig came up and lay down by my s[C]ide.

As I lay there in the gutter,

Thinking th[F]oughts I cannot utter,

A l[G]ady passing by was heard to s[C]ay,

"[C]You can tell a man who boozes

By the c[F]ompany he choses."

And the p[G]ig got up and slowly walked aw[C]ay.

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# Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives

# by Steve Putz <putz@parc.xerox.com>

# 7 September 1992