The Suspender Man

	  		  
One Moonlight Night! 

Banjo/Accordion intro 

   Dm                              Bb 
One moonlight night in the bayou a silhouette 
    F                       C 
The air was sweet and the fog was vi-o-let 
    Dm                                      Bb 
The gators were all drinking tea, in a dreamy pantsless glee 
    F                           C 
I saw a suspendered man, a banjo holstered in his hands. 
    Dm                                                 Bb                
He had biggest red suspenders I ever did see, golly gee that's what I've seen 
    F                                           C 
He flicked the brim of his hat, and this is what he said to me. 

    Dm                       Bb 
"Mister robot ah am The Suspender Man 
    F                         C 
And dis banjo 'as shown me dah promised land. 
    Dm                                     Bb 
Now ah play a song but in return, yoo put dat shiny coin right 'ere in mah urn. 
    F                                       C 
And ah play yoo sumfin fine. Mah music gonna blow yo mind!" 

    Dm                                       Gm  
So I flicked my coin into his pot, I gotta admit it twasn't a lot 
                  Dm                
Two cents and then his fingers wriggled, 
                  C 
he plucked those strings and belched a giggle. 
                  Dm 
He tapped his foot, howled like a hound 
     Gm                  Dm 
Igniting up the unholy sound. 

                         Dm 
And I ain't never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, 
                         Am7 
never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, 
                         C                             Dm 
never, never, never, never, never, heard anything so great. 

     Dm 
Call the vendors. 
     Bb 
Big Suspenders. 
     F                   C         Dm 
That's what everybody wants to wear. 
     Dm 
They stretch to Nantucket. 
     Bb 
Put them in a bucket 
     F                        C              Dm 
And send them to the gnome trapped down the well 
            Dm 
(Tug 'em with thumbs is ideal) 
            Dm 
(While rollin' back on your heels) 
   
  Dm (Let ring) 
(Yeah) 

He played the two cent show 

            Dm 
And just like that he stopped playing 
            Bb 
My jaw dropped to the floor. 
            F 
He cracked his neck and smiled at me, And said, 
            C                 
"Buddy, y'gotta pay for more!" 

            Dm 
But by then a crowd had swarmed the swamp, 
            Bb 
tossin' coin in after coin. 
            Dm                          Dm 
So he cleared his throat, and his fingers writhed, 
            Bb                         Dm 
and everyone shouted for Suspender Guy. 

       Dm 
Call the vendors 
       Bb 
Big Suspenders 
       F                  C               Dm          
That's what grandma wants for her birthday 
       Dm 
They're bright red and awesome 
       Bb 
Even worn by opossums 
       F                  C           Dm 
Nobody wants their pants to fall down 
         
       Dm 
(Ma and Pappy want 'em too) 
       Dm 
(Even the ghost of your Uncle Stu) 
   
  Dm(let Ring) 
(Yeah) 

He played the two cent show 


Fracture dat banjo! 

(Under Banjo Solo) 

Dm, Bb, F, C x4 


          Dm 
All the children sing and dance 
          Bb 
Those banjo sounds instill a trance 
          Dm 
By 4 AM the press what hot 
          C 
Suspender Man on the front page spot 
          Dm 
Suspenders were in and spats were out 
          Bb 
The girls all suffered from fainting bouts 
          Dm 
The banjos flew off the shelves 
          Bb            F 
Sprouting wings with dreams 
          C             Dm 
of being played by Suspender Man. 

          Dm 
But in the middle of February 
          Bb 
the fog turned a crimson red 
          F 
The Suspender Man disappeared, 
          C              Dm 
everyone was heels over head 
          Dm                   
But we found his suspenders and that old banjo 
          Bb 
sittin' right here on his log 

         Dm 
And though he's gone, 
         Dm 
that's what he gets 
         C                  Dm 
for selling his soul to the bog 

     Dm 
Big Suspenders 
     Bb 
Put them in a blender 
     F                      C             Dm 
Three bat teeth and a blackened gypsy eye 
     Dm 
Bring it to a boil 
     Bb 
Release your mortal coil 
     F                     C          Dm 
Out pops a belt to wear for you and me- 
    Dm                 C          Dm 
Nobody wants their pants to fall down- 
   Dm                  C                   Dm 
You could wear a dress and then...you'd have no need 
             
          Dm 
(The alligators had it right) 
          Dm 
(Wearing pants it sure does bite) 
  
  Dm (let ring) 
(Yeah) 

                         Dm 
He played the two cent show......    

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