A Mighty Wind - Potatos In The Paddywagon

D Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; gotta get her outta there. Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; Mama says it just ain't fair. G Em D D G One night mama went to fetch us up a sweet potato; A D Fell down the cellar stairs. D G Stork dropped in while she was on the floor, A D So my sister was born down there. A D Daddy says this'n will be nothin' but a misery; G D A Never will be worth a damn. D G But mama just loved her little sweet, Potato baby, A D With a face like a parboiled yam. D Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; gotta get her outta there. Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; Mama says it just ain't fair. G Em D D G Potato grew up to be as pretty as a peach, A D In her calico and honey yellow curls. D Went to he apple cider ball at the arm'ry, A D With all the other ripe and ready girls. A D Sheriff Dan Pike picked Po-tato for the polka, G D A But she spurned him with a fiddle de-dee. D And be-fore she could turn around, G A D And find another partner; Sheriff took her into custo-dy. D Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; gotta get her outta there. Come on boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; Mama says it just ain't fair. G Em D D G Mama 'n' daddy put together quite a little posse, A D Countin' me and Jack and cousin Will. D G We all hopped into the old Chevy pick-up, A D And we caught 'em at the top of the hill. A D Daddy took his Remington and shot away the lock, G A For to set his little darlin' free. D (n.C But Po-tato said: "Daddy, shut the gol-dern door; A D Sheriff wants to marry me!" Chorus 4: D Let's go boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; guess we better leave her there. Let's go boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; Mama says it's more than fair. Let's go boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; guess we better leave her there. Let's go boys, Potato's in the paddy wagon; Mama says it's more than fair. G A D Mama says it's more than fair, G A D A D Mama says it's more...than fair!