Tweeter And The Monkeyman

excellent song written by the travelling willburys, but done much better

by the headstones. i had the pleasure of seeing them live and this song,

all i can say is that it kicked serious ass. canuck rock rules, plain and

simple. (and our beer is better too)

verses:

starts off clean, full chords

E--D--A--E

add distortion

E--D--A--E

when the walls came down...xx-xx-x

xx-xx-x

99-77-x

all the way to hell... 99-77-2

77-55-2

00-00-0

never saw (A) them when they stand, never saw (E) them when they fell...

(each chorus is a little different, figure them out exactly yourself)

-x- tip: the later verses sound better if you use barre chords

-x- as opposed to open.

-x-

-2-

-2-

-0-

lyrics:

tweeter and the monkeyman were hard up for cash/ they stayed up all night

selling cocaine and hash/ to and undercover cop who had a sister named

jan/ for reasons unexplained, she loved the monkeyman/ tweeter was a

boyscout/'course he went to vietnam/ found out the hard way nobody gives a

damn/ they knew that they found that freedom just across the jersey line/

hopped into a stolen car and took highway 99.

when the walls came down/ all the way to hell/ never saw them when they

standin'/ never saw them when they fell.

the undercover cop/ never liked the monkeyman/ even back in highschool/

wanted to see him in the can/ jan got married at fourteen to a rackateer

named bill/ made secret plans with the monkeyman from a mansion on a hill/

it was out on thunder road/ tweeter at the wheel/ pulled into paradise/

you could hear the tires squeel/ 'cause jan told me many times it was you

to me who taught/ in kingston everything's legal man/ as long as you don't

get caught.

when the walls came down/ all the way to hell/ never saw them when they

standin'/ never saw them when they fell.

someplace by rahway prison/ they ran outta gas/ the undercover cop had

cornered them/ said ya didn't think that this could last/ jan jumped up

outta bed/ said there's someplace i gotta go/ she took a gun out of the

drawer/ said it's best that you don't know/ an ambulance rode up/ state

trooper close behind/ tweeter pulled his gun away and messed up his mind/

the undercover cop was found face down in a field/ the monkeyman was on

the river bridge usin' tweeter as a shield.

when the walls came down/ all the way to hell/ never saw them when they

standin'/ never saw them when they fell.

the town of jersey city/ it's quieted down again/ i'm sittin' in a

gamblin' club called the lions den/ the t.v. set is blown up/ every bit of

it is gone/ every since the show when the monkeyman was on/ maybe i'll go

to florida/ get myself some sun/ there ain't no more activity here and

everything's been done/ sometimes i think of tweeter/ sometimes i think of

jan/ sometimes i don't about nothin' but the monkeyman.

when the walls came down/ all the way to hell/ never saw them when they

stand/ never saw them when they fell.

jonathan