Harold Wilson chords and lyrics - FRED EAGLESMITH

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[Verse 1]
[Am]Harold Wilso[C]n is my name, son
Why [Am]don't you sit a spell
I [C]live right here on the Fergusson Road
At the [Am]Paradise Motel

[Verse 2]
And [C]though you do not know me
There's [Am]a story I like to tell
[E]It's a story that I'm sure you know [F]well
It's [C]a story that I'm [G]sure you know well
[Am]

[Verse 3]
I [C]had me a place on Thunder Ridge
In [Am]a doomsday shack
My [C]wife had left and took the kids
A [Am]couple of years back
And I [C]spent most of my mornings
[Am]Thinking about that
And [E]my afternoons trying to
figure out what [F]to plant
I spent [C]my afternoons try[G]ing
to figure out what to plant
[Am]

[Verse 4]
Did you [C]ever try to farm [Am]a farm
With a pick and a shovel
Try [C]to put a field into corn
[Am]Just wouldn't grow nothin'
[G]Sta[C]rin' down across the town
[Am]You wonder why I even bother
[E]When up the road there's a vacant room
Cli[F]mate control and colour
And you could stay [G]there by the month
for a hundred dol[Am]lars
And you [G]could stay there by the month
for a hundred dollars
[Am]

[Verse 5]
[G]There was[C]n't money in corn
And there [Am]wasn't money in beans
They [C]took my telephone,
shut off my [Am]electricity
Then a [C]letter came in the mail
Saying there's [Am]taxes owed by me
If I was [E]ever going to pay
Well, I had three [F]weeks
If I was [C]ever going to [G]pay
Well, I had three weeks
[Am]

[Verse 6]
[G]Did you [C]ever try to farm a farm
[Am]With a pick and a shovel
[G]Try to [C]put a field into corn
[Am]Just wouldn't grow nothin'
[G]Star[C]in' down across the town
[Am]You wonder why I even bother
When [E]up the road
there's a vacant room
Cli[F]mate control and colour
And [Am]you [C]could stay there b[G]y the month
for a hundred dol[Am]lars
And you [G]could stay there by
the month for a hundred dollars
[Am]

[Verse 7]
Well, they [C]sold that farm to some
fool [Am]for ten cents on the dollar
I [C]saw him out there last week,
I was on my [Am]way to visit my daughter
And that [C]son of a gun was out there
Trying to hook a [Am]windmill up to water
When he [E]heard me laugh, well,
he turned and I swear he [F]hollered
When he [G]heard me laugh, well,
he turned, I swear he hollered
[Am]

[Verse 8]
[G]Did you [C]ever try to farm [Am]a farm
With a pick and a shovel
[G]Try to [C]put a field into cor[Am]n
Just wouldn't grow nothin'
[G]Starin' dow[C]n across the town
[Am]You wonder why I even bother
[E]When up the road there's a vacant room
Cli[F]mate control and colour
And you [C]could stay [G]there by
the month for a hundred dollars
[Am]And you coul[C]d stay there by[G]
the month for a hundred dollars
[Am]

[Verse 9]
[C]Now the government
cheques come down the pike
As [Am]regular as rain
And I [C]sit outside most nights
'Cept when the Jun[F]e
[Am]bug s drive me in
Har[C]old Wilson

[Verse 10]
is my name, son
Why [Am]don't you sit a spell
I [G]live right here on the Fergusson Road
At the Paradise Motel
[Am]