Tone: [C]
Capo: 5th
Fingerpicking/Strumming pattern:
Verse 1
[G]There [C]is an old tradition
A game we all can [G]play
You start by getting liquored up and sharpening your [C]blade
You take a shot of whiskey
You grab your knife and [F]pray
And spread apart your [C]fingers
And t[G]this is what you [C]say
Chorus
[G]Oh, [C]I have all my fingers, the knife goes chop chop [G]chop.
If I miss the spaces in between, my fingers will come [C]off.
And if I hit my fingers, blood will soon come [G]out.
But all the same I play this
game, 'cause that's what it's all [C]about.
Verse 2
[C]No, you can't use a pencil
You can not use a [G]pen
The only way is with a knife when danger is your [C]friend
And some may call it stupid
Some may call it d[F]dumb
But all the same we [C]play this game
Be[G]Because it's so damn [C]fun
Chorus
[G]Oh, [C]I have all my fingers, the knife goes chop chop [G]chop.
If I miss the spaces in between, my fingers will come [C]off.
And if I hit my fingers, the blood will soon c[G]come out.
But all the same I play this game,
'cause that's what it's all [C]about.
Oh, CHOP CHOP CHOP CHOP CHOP CHOP CHOP
I'm picking up the [G]speed,
and If I hit my fingers then my hand will start to [C]bleed.
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