Less January

D A F#m G F#m G D A Grandpa slipped me a buck to spend, took it to buy, some bottle rockets F#m G F#m G & lit 'em off dad's cigarette, we flew his beer bottle to the sky. D A G Out there tonight the snow is stacking up high. D A G The woodwinds where it's cold not to go outside. D A G I need less January we could all use more July. D A Only we had a roast to blow, dad warns son, "better make 'em last" F#m G F#m G & tried to catch the summer breeze, but the sparks lost their glow in the sky. D A G Out there tonight the snow is stacking up high. D A G The woodwinds where it's cold not to go outside. D A G I need less January we could all use more July. D A Not tired enough to turn to bed, I sigh the wind blows the red sticks outta sight F#m G F#m G Pass grandma's dying grasp, I feel a little like that tonight. D A G I need less January we could all use more July. D A G I need less January we could all use more July. D A G Less January we could all use more July.