album: Aerie
song: Blow Up Your TV
written: John Prine
performed: John Denver
transcribed: Ken Reynolds

Enjoy another earlier song.

Blow Up Your T.V.
J. Prine  (klr)

She was a [G] level headed dancer on the [C] road to alchohol
And [D] I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal  [G]
Well, she pressed her chest against me, about the [C] time the juke
box broke
She [D] give me a peck on the back of the neck and these are the
words she [G] spoke

[G] Blow up your tv, throw away your paper
Go to the [D] country and build you a [G] home
Plant a little garden, eat a lotta peaches
Try and find [D] Jesus, on your [G] own

I [G] sat there at the table and I [C] acted real niave
Cause I [D] knew that topless lady, she had something up her sleve
[G]
She danced around the room awhile and she [C] did the hoochy cooch
And [D] sing a song all night long, telling me what to [G] do

[G] Blow up your tv, throw away your paper
Go to the [D] country and build you a [G] home
Plant a little garden, eat a lotta peaches
Try and find [D] Jesus, on your [G] own

But [G] I was young and a [C] bout to leave that place
[D] Just as I was going, she looked me in the face  [G]
I said "You must know the answer", she said [C] "no, but I'll give it
a try."
And [D] to this day, we've been living our way, here is the reason
[G] why

We blew up the [G] tv, threw away the paper
Went to the [D] country, built us a [G] home
Had a lotta children, fed them on peaches
They all found [D] Jesus, on their [G] own [C] - [G]

It is an ejoyable one.
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Ken Reynolds