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John Prine has a few songs that I'll play to make people smile.He's a hell of a writer. "Dear Abby" is a good one. I also like "Please don't bury me" and "Illegal smile". If you want to make 'em cry do "Sam Stone and Hello in there"...great songs

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Originally posted by vetstudent

My favorite ones are by Adam Sandler... He has tons of good ones in that category. Some of them have pretty bad language but I think his best ones are the cleaner ones... "Lunch Lady Land", "I Wanna grow old", and "The Hanukah Song" (can't miss this one around Christmas time!!!)


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I suppose you could do an all acoustic version of "At a Medium Pace":D

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As already suggested by Zookie

 

 

WHY PADDY'S NOT AT WORK TODAY (Excuse Note)

(Pat Cooksey)

 

Dear Sir I write this note to inform you of my plight

And at the time of writing I am not a pretty sight

My body is all black and blue, my face a deathly gray

I write this note to tell why Paddy's not at work today

 

While working on the fourteenth floor, some bricks I had to clear

And to throw them down from off the top seemed quite a good idea

But the gaffer wasn't very pleased, he was an awful sod

He said I had to cart them down the ladder in me hod.

 

Well clearing all those bricks by hand, it seemed so very slow

So I hoisted up a barrel and secured the rope below

But in my haste to do the job, I was too blind to see

That a barrel full of building bricks is heavier than me.

 

So when I had untied the rope, the barrel fell like lead

And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead

I took off like a rocket and to my dismay I found

That half way up I met the bloody barrel coming down.

 

Well the barrel broke my shoulder as on to the ground it sped

And when I reached the top I banged the pulley with me head

I held on tight, though numb with shock from this almighty blow

And the barrel spilled out half its load fourteen floors below

 

Now when those building bricks fell from the barrel to the floor

I then outweighed the barrel so I started down once more

I held on tightly to the rope as I flew to the ground

And I landed on those building bricks that were scattered all

around.

 

Now as I lay there on the deck I thought I'd passed the worst

But when the barrel reached the top, that's when the bottom burst

A shower of bricks came down on me, I knew I had no hope

In all of this confusion, I let go the bloody rope.

 

The barrel being heavier, it started down once more

And landed right on top of me as I lay on the floor

It broke three ribs and my left arm, and I can only say

That I hope you'll understand why Paddy's not at work today.

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And of course the Mac Davis classic

 

 

Oh Lord it's hard to be humble

When you're perfect in every way

I can't wait to look in the mirror

Cuz I get better lookin each day

 

To know me is to love me

I must be a hell of a man

Oh Lord it's hard to be humble

But I'm doin' the best that I can

 

I used to have a girlfriend

But I guess she just couldn't compete

With all these love starved women

Who keep clamoring at my feet

 

Well I probably could find me another

But I guess they're all in awe of me

Who cares I never get lonesome

Cuz I treasure my own company

 

Oh Lord it's hard to be humble

When you're perfect in every way

I can't wait to look in the mirror

Cuz I get better lookin each day

 

To know me is to love me

I must be a hell of a man

Oh Lord it's hard to be humble

But I'm doin the best that I can

 

I guess you could say I am a loner

A cowboy all locked up and proud

Well I could have lots of friends if I wanted

But then I wouldn't stand out in a crowd

 

Some folks say that I'm egotistical

Hell I don't even know what that means

I guess it has something to do with the way

That I fill out my skin tight blue jeans

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HAPPY BOY- The Beat Farmers

 

C D

I was walkin' down the street on a sunny day

G C

Hubba hubba hubba hubba hubba

C D

A feeling in my bones that I'll have my way

G C

Hubba hubba hubba hubba hubba

 

CHORUS:

F

Well I'm a happy boy (happy boy)

C

Well I'm a happy boy (happy boy)

D G G7

Oh ain't it good when things are going your way, hey hey?

 

My little dog spot got hit by a car

Hubba hubba hubba hubba hubba

Put his guts in a box and put him in a drawer

Hubba hubba hubba hubba hubba

CHORUS

 

I forgot all about it for a month and a half

Hubba hubba hubba hubba hubba

I looked in the drawer and started to laugh

Hubba hubba hubba hubba hubba

CHORUS

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The Welly Boot Song

(from the LP "The Pick of Billy Connolly")

 

If it wasn't for your wellies where would you be

You'd be in the hospital or infirmary

'Cause you would have a dose of the flu or even pleurisy

If you didn't have your feet in your wellies

 

Oh wellies they are wonderful, oh wellies they are swell

'Cause they keep out the water and they keep in the smell

And when you're sitting in a room you can always tell

When some bugger takes off his wellies

 

If it wasn't for your wellies where would you be

You'd be in the hospital or infirmary

'Cause you would have a dose of the flu or even pleurisy

If you didn't have your feet in your wellies

 

Oh and when you're out walking in the country with a bird

And you're strolling over fields just like a farmer's herd

And somebody shouts, "Keep off the grass" and you think how absurd

and SQUELCH you find why farmers all wear wellies

 

If it wasn't for your wellies where would you be

You'd be in the hospital or infirmary

'Cause you would have a dose of the flu or even pleurisy

If you didn't have your feet in your wellies

 

There's fishermen and firemen, there's farmers and all

Men out digging ditches and working in the snow

This country it would grind to a halt and not a thing would grow

If it wasn't for the workers in their wellies

 

If it wasn't for your wellies where would you be

You'd be in the hospital or infirmary

'Cause you would have a dose of the flu or even pleurisy

If you didn't have you're feet in your wellies

 

Oh Edward Heath and Wilson they haven't made a hit

So you'd better get your feet in your wellies

 

If it wasn't for your wellies where would you be

You'd be in the hospital or infirmary

'Cause you would have a dose of the flu or even pleurisy

If you didn't have you're feet in your wellies

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