Flatfoot Sam

A# A# Flatfoot Sam bought an automobile..no money down, it was a real good deal. A# Didn't wanna work, just ride around town..finance company put his feet on the ground. F D# A# Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam. A# Flatfoot Sam stole a ten dollar bill..he told the judge, he did it for a thrill. A# He got sixty days, suspended fine..he thanked judge for being so kind. F D# A# Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam. A# Flatfoot Sam, he got him a job..the very same day the place got robbed. A# The cats got away, they couldn't be found..they picked up Sam and they dragged him down. F D# A# Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam. A# D# A# F A# A# D# A# F A# A# Flatfoot Sam playin' a chuck-a-luck game..the dice got switched, Sam got the blame. A# He pulled a gun, shot out the light..everybody hollered, run for your life. F D# A# Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam. A# Flatfoot Sam went out on a spree..he married a gal weighed 603. A# She spent all his money, sold all his land..next thing she did, she got another man. F D# A# Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam. A# A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.