Life Gits Teejus Dont It
Life Gits Teejus Don't It - Doc Watson Composer: Carson Robison From the 1971 album "Doc Watson on stage". Carson Robison, who wrote the song had a big hit in 1948 with it. Original key :D The structure of the backing is one bar of each chord. The words are SPOKEN above the backing. Timing is for comic effect. D / Em / A / D / D / Em / A / D / Intro: D Em A D D Em A D #1: D Em The sun comes up and the sun goes down A D And the hands on the clock go round and round D Em An' I just get up and it's time to lay down, A D Life gets tee-jus, don't it? #2: D Em My shoe's untied, but shucks, I don't care A D Cuz I reckon I ain't a-goin' nowhere, D Em I'd wash my face and comb my hair A D Huh, Just too much wasted effort. D Em A D #3: D Em I open the door and the flies swarm in A D and when I shut the door I'm a'sweating again D Em and in the process, I crack my shin A D Just one durned thing after another #4: D Em The cow went dry and the hens won't lay A D And the fish all goodbyed last Saturday D Em My troubles keep pilin' up day by day [No Chord] (Long pause) And now I'm getting dandruff A D Instrumental fill: D Em A D D Em A D #5: D Em My old grey mule, you know I think the rascal's sick A D For when I stuck him on the rump with a pin on a stick D Em He humped up his back, but he just wouldn't kick A D Theres something cock-eyed somewhere. #6 D Em Old hounds a'howlin' so forlorn A D Thats the laziest dog that ever was born D Em He's howlin' because he's sittin' on a thorn A D An' he's just too tired to move over. D Em A D #6 D Em Tin Roof leaks and the chimney leans, A D An' there's a hole in the seat of my old blue jeans D Em And Ive ate up the last of the pork an' beans, A D Just can't depend on nuthin' Instrumental fill: D Em A D D Em A D #7 D Em The mouse been a' gnawin' on my cupboard door A D He's been at it now for I guess a month or more D Em When he gets in there he's sure gonna be sore A D 'Cause there ain't a darn thing in it. D Em A D #8 D Em Well, it's debts and taxes and pains and woes A D Aches and miseries and that's how it goes D Em And dow I'm detting a coad in the nose, A D Life gets tasteless, don't it? Instrumental fill: D Em A D D Em A D #9 D Em The sun comes up and the sun goes down A D And the hands on the clock go round and roumd D Em I just get up and it's time to lay down, A D Life gets tee-jus, don't it?