Bruce Springsteen - Bishop Danced: Guitar Chords

G
Bishop danced with a thumbscrew woman
                                   C
Did a double-quick back flip and slid across
      G
the floor
     C                       G
The Catholic traffic flowed freely 'cross the river
                               D             C  G
And fiddlestick fiddled quick out the front door

Oh, baby dumpling, mama's in the back tree
If the bow breaks mama might fall
Little sad and only, baby don't be lonely
Oh, Mama knows 'rithmatic, knows how to take a fall
Mama knows 'rithmatic, knows how to take a fall

Chorus:
G                          C
And the kids are crying "Flapjacks, make'em fat,
  G
early in the mornin'
 C                           G
Little Jack, grab your hat, hear the breakfast call
 C                   G
Muskrat, bat a cat, kick him in the fireplace
         G
There's someone in the kitchen blowing
"Dinah" on their horn
         G                               D
There's someone in the kitchen blowing "Dinah"
              C   G
like they're born

      G
Well maverick daddy got one-eyed bridge
                              Em              C
She glides like a monkey-mule kicking on the back
slide
C                      G
Over hill, over hill, daddy don't you spill now
G                              C              G
Papa got a switch stick, he's pumping little Bill
G                              D              C  G
Papa got a switch stick, he's pumping little Bill

And Billy, he's crying, "Tomahawk, tomahawk,
daddy better duck now"
The Mohawks, the Mohawks, they're still out
there in the woods
Monatuk, Ocanuk, runnin' through my dreams now
With fire on their fingertips and Indian screams
Fire on their fingertips and feathers made
of moonbeams (Get funky)

Get up there
Danny Federici, ladies and gentlemen

Well, early in the morning the cannoneer cried
"I seen the sailor's warning in the western sky"
Well, mountain man, if you can, cut me down
a fir tree
Branches full of candlesticks for baby and me
And my darling cried, she said, "Honey, the
weathervane
Lately it's been pointing the way to heaven
Scatterbrains, scatterbrains,
watch out where you fall
Champagne, champagne, a round for all the old
choir boys
They're busting off the altar chasing Dinah
through the hall
They're busting off the altar chasing Dinah
through the hall

Chorus:
And like kids they're crying, "Flapjacks, make
'em fat, early in the morning"
Little Jack, grab your hat, hear the breakfast call
Muskrat, bat a cat, kick him in the fireplace
There's someone in the kitchen blowing "Dinah"
on their horn
There's someone in the kitchen blowing "Dinah"
like they're born

Thank you
Thank you
Gonna bring out the band