Tori Amos

^G Poppa I know
There's a fr ^C og on my t ^D oe
^G Maybe I'll call him Jet ^C hro
^G Maybe I'll grow up to be
As wi ^C se, good as he
And mayb ^G e I'll come back after you ^D 're long ^G gone
^G Poppa I'm sure
The wor ^C ms have eaten you now
And Jeth ^G ro's been on some Frenchy's plate long ago ^D
C
G Now I'm pretty sure that I lis ^C ten to every word
'cause I ^G still hear you tel ^D ling me s ^G till
"slap them boy ^G s when they're naughty
Make 'em craw ^C l, make you haughty
Make you stron ^G g, little girl
You paint them toe ^D s the reddish colo ^C ur
And you kno ^G w one day
You're gonna be big ^C ger than a flea
You're gonna be big ^G ger than that old ^D pois ^C on ivy tree" ^G
G Now I'm pretty sure
That I thin ^C k you'd come and visit
And talk ^G sometimes kind of like g ^D adget ^C
G A funny little chance like an Indi ^C an brave
He sai ^G d "we all grew fat when the whit ^D e man came" ^C
But one ^G day girl you're gonna learn to ma ^C ke 'em crawl
Make 'em grow tall ^G
But have the grace
To be a l ^D ady with disgrace ^C
And you ^G fry them 'taters
And you mak ^C e them with ladies
^G Hands I k ^D now you're my pappy ^C 's bab ^G y