Chords for Don't Touch Your Sister
Tempo:
65.55 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
A
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E] [B] [E]
Son gotta talk to you, sit yourself down, your old man's got something [B] to say.
What you oughta know about the birds and the bees, and to keep you from [E] going astray.
There are some rules that us menfolk must follow, and life on the farm [A] will be fine.
You can bang anything [E] that you find on the farm [B] here, but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
You can go pound the mutton as much as you want, maybe grandma will give [B] you a hand.
Or go ask your mother, cause she's been a-waitin' for you to grow into [E] a man.
You can go pork a porcupine, but just you be careful of prickin' your dick [A] on the spine.
No tellin' where else [E] you can go dunk your biscuit, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] Don't touch your sister [E] or you'll be in trouble, [B] cause that sort of thing just [E] ain't done.
[A] If you feel ache winching [E] from down in your britches, [F#] go look somewhere else for [B] your fun.
You [E] can go shag a sheep or Tasmanian tiger, but they're gettin' damn [A] hard to find.
There's heaps of other places [E] you can pickle your pecker, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] [E] [B]
[E] You can go hump your grandpa, cause if you're real gentle he probably won't know [B] that you're there.
But when you're finished just button his flannels and prop him back up in [E] his chair.
You can go prod the postie or fuck the flying doctor or the preacher when he calls [A] next time.
Or just stab the rabbit [E] or choke on the chicken, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
Them crows ain't half bad when you know how to catch em, just fart and they'll think that [B] you're dead.
And don't turn your back on the cat cause it scratches, but potty calves love givin' [E] ed.
You can do what you like to the horses and cattle, the chicken, the goats and [A] the swine.
You can go stick your dick up [E] a dead dingo's arsehole, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] Don't touch your sister [E] cause you'll be in trouble, [B] cause that sort of thing just [E] ain't done.
[A] If you feel ache winching [E] from down in your britches, [F#] go look somewhere else for [B] your fun.
You [E] can do what you like to the horses and cattle, the chicken, the goats and [A] the swine.
You can go stick your dick up [E] a dead dingo's arsehole, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] No tellin' where else you [E] can go dunk your biscuit, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
You [A] can go plant your cock in [E] a wallaby's whizzer, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] [E] [B]
Son gotta talk to you, sit yourself down, your old man's got something [B] to say.
What you oughta know about the birds and the bees, and to keep you from [E] going astray.
There are some rules that us menfolk must follow, and life on the farm [A] will be fine.
You can bang anything [E] that you find on the farm [B] here, but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
You can go pound the mutton as much as you want, maybe grandma will give [B] you a hand.
Or go ask your mother, cause she's been a-waitin' for you to grow into [E] a man.
You can go pork a porcupine, but just you be careful of prickin' your dick [A] on the spine.
No tellin' where else [E] you can go dunk your biscuit, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] Don't touch your sister [E] or you'll be in trouble, [B] cause that sort of thing just [E] ain't done.
[A] If you feel ache winching [E] from down in your britches, [F#] go look somewhere else for [B] your fun.
You [E] can go shag a sheep or Tasmanian tiger, but they're gettin' damn [A] hard to find.
There's heaps of other places [E] you can pickle your pecker, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] [E] [B]
[E] You can go hump your grandpa, cause if you're real gentle he probably won't know [B] that you're there.
But when you're finished just button his flannels and prop him back up in [E] his chair.
You can go prod the postie or fuck the flying doctor or the preacher when he calls [A] next time.
Or just stab the rabbit [E] or choke on the chicken, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
Them crows ain't half bad when you know how to catch em, just fart and they'll think that [B] you're dead.
And don't turn your back on the cat cause it scratches, but potty calves love givin' [E] ed.
You can do what you like to the horses and cattle, the chicken, the goats and [A] the swine.
You can go stick your dick up [E] a dead dingo's arsehole, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] Don't touch your sister [E] cause you'll be in trouble, [B] cause that sort of thing just [E] ain't done.
[A] If you feel ache winching [E] from down in your britches, [F#] go look somewhere else for [B] your fun.
You [E] can do what you like to the horses and cattle, the chicken, the goats and [A] the swine.
You can go stick your dick up [E] a dead dingo's arsehole, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] No tellin' where else you [E] can go dunk your biscuit, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
You [A] can go plant your cock in [E] a wallaby's whizzer, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] [E] [B]
Key:
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B
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B
A
F#
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ Son gotta talk to you, sit yourself down, your old man's got something [B] to say.
What you oughta know about the birds and the bees, and to keep you from [E] going astray.
There are some rules that us menfolk must follow, and life on the farm [A] will be fine.
You can bang anything [E] that you find on the farm [B] here, but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
You can go pound the mutton as much as you want, maybe grandma will give [B] you a hand.
Or go ask your mother, cause she's been a-waitin' for you to grow into [E] a man.
You can go pork a porcupine, but just you be careful of prickin' your dick [A] on the spine.
No tellin' where else [E] you can go dunk your biscuit, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] Don't touch your sister [E] or you'll be in trouble, [B] cause that sort of thing just [E] ain't done.
[A] If you feel ache winching [E] from down in your britches, [F#] go look somewhere else for [B] your fun.
You [E] can go shag a sheep or Tasmanian tiger, but they're gettin' damn [A] hard to find.
There's heaps of other places [E] you can pickle your pecker, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[E] You can go hump your grandpa, cause if you're real gentle he probably won't know [B] that you're there.
But when you're finished just button his flannels and prop him back up in [E] his chair.
You can go prod the postie or fuck the flying doctor or the preacher when he calls [A] next time.
Or just stab the rabbit [E] or choke on the chicken, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
Them crows ain't half bad when you know how to catch em, just fart and they'll think that [B] you're dead.
And don't turn your back on the cat cause it scratches, but potty calves love givin' [E] ed.
You can do what you like to the horses and cattle, the chicken, the goats and [A] the swine.
You can go stick your dick up [E] a dead dingo's arsehole, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] Don't touch your sister [E] cause you'll be in trouble, [B] cause that sort of thing just [E] ain't done.
[A] If you feel ache winching [E] from down in your britches, [F#] go look somewhere else for [B] your fun.
You [E] can do what you like to the horses and cattle, the chicken, the goats and [A] the swine.
You can go stick your dick up [E] a dead dingo's arsehole, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] No tellin' where else you [E] can go dunk your biscuit, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
You [A] can go plant your cock in [E] a wallaby's whizzer, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
_ Son gotta talk to you, sit yourself down, your old man's got something [B] to say.
What you oughta know about the birds and the bees, and to keep you from [E] going astray.
There are some rules that us menfolk must follow, and life on the farm [A] will be fine.
You can bang anything [E] that you find on the farm [B] here, but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
You can go pound the mutton as much as you want, maybe grandma will give [B] you a hand.
Or go ask your mother, cause she's been a-waitin' for you to grow into [E] a man.
You can go pork a porcupine, but just you be careful of prickin' your dick [A] on the spine.
No tellin' where else [E] you can go dunk your biscuit, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] Don't touch your sister [E] or you'll be in trouble, [B] cause that sort of thing just [E] ain't done.
[A] If you feel ache winching [E] from down in your britches, [F#] go look somewhere else for [B] your fun.
You [E] can go shag a sheep or Tasmanian tiger, but they're gettin' damn [A] hard to find.
There's heaps of other places [E] you can pickle your pecker, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _
[E] You can go hump your grandpa, cause if you're real gentle he probably won't know [B] that you're there.
But when you're finished just button his flannels and prop him back up in [E] his chair.
You can go prod the postie or fuck the flying doctor or the preacher when he calls [A] next time.
Or just stab the rabbit [E] or choke on the chicken, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
Them crows ain't half bad when you know how to catch em, just fart and they'll think that [B] you're dead.
And don't turn your back on the cat cause it scratches, but potty calves love givin' [E] ed.
You can do what you like to the horses and cattle, the chicken, the goats and [A] the swine.
You can go stick your dick up [E] a dead dingo's arsehole, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] Don't touch your sister [E] cause you'll be in trouble, [B] cause that sort of thing just [E] ain't done.
[A] If you feel ache winching [E] from down in your britches, [F#] go look somewhere else for [B] your fun.
You [E] can do what you like to the horses and cattle, the chicken, the goats and [A] the swine.
You can go stick your dick up [E] a dead dingo's arsehole, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
[A] No tellin' where else you [E] can go dunk your biscuit, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
You [A] can go plant your cock in [E] a wallaby's whizzer, [B] but don't touch your sister, [E] she's mine.
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _