Peaches

Words & Music:

The Presidents Of The USA

 

F#            C#             G#           C#

Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches.

I'm movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat me a lot of peaches.

I'm movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches.

Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches.

 

E       A           E              A              E

Peaches come from a can, they were put there by a man

     A           G#

In a factory downtown.

E    A             E            A            E

If I had my little way, I'd eat peaches everyday.

        A                 G#

Sun-soakin' bulges in the shade.

 

Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches.

Movin' to the country, I'm gonna eat a lot of peaches.

I'm movin to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches.

Movin' to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches.

 

I took a little nap where the roots all twist,

Squished a rotten peach in my fist

And dreamed about you, woman.

I poked my finger down inside, makin' a little room for an ant to hide.

Nature's candy in my hand or can or a pie.

 

INSTRUMENTAL SOLO OVER:  C#  B  A#  B

 

C#          B        A#          B

Millions of peaches, peaches for me.

Millions of peaches, peaches for free.  [both lines 2x]

Look Out!

 

INSTRUMENTAL SOLO OVER:  C#  B  A#  B

 

C#          B        A#          B

Millions of peaches, peaches for me.

Millions of peaches, peaches for free.  [both lines 2x]

Look Out!