Chord Harry Chapin 30000 Pounds Of Bananas Ukulele Versi 1

30,000 Pounds of Bananas (Live) - Harry Chapin

The song is played with a capo that throughout the song climbs the frets. For
proof, watch him live on YouTube.

All chords used are to current Capo setting:
E : 022100 D : xx0232 B : x24442
E *: 022300 D/C# : x4x232 G : 355433
E7 : 022030 A : 002220 Bm : 224432
Am : 002210 A *: 577655

CAPO 1st FRET

INTRO: E E * E E * (x2)

E E7
It was just after dark when the truck started down
A Am E
The hill that leads into Scranton Pennsylvania.
D D/C# Bm E
Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
D D/C# Bm E
Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

LINK: E E * E E *

E
He was a young driver,
A *
just out on his second job.
E
And he was carrying the next day's pasty fruits
A Am
For everyone in that coal-scarred city,
E
Where children play without despair
A * E
In backyard slag piles, and folks manage to eat each day
D D/C# Bm E
About thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
D D/C# Bm
Yes, just about thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

TEMPO INCREASE

LINK: E E * E E *

E E7
He passed a sign that he should have seen,
A Am E
saying, "Shift to low gear or fifty dollar fine, my friend."
A Am
He was thinking perhaps about the warm-breathed woman
E
Who was waiting at the journey's end.
A Am
He started down the two-mile drop,
E B
The curving road that wound from the top of the hill.
E
He was pushing on through the shortening miles that ran down to the depot.

Just a few more miles to go,
A Am E
Then he'd go home and have her ease his long, cramped day away.
D D/C# Bm E
And the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
D D/C# Bm (Slide CAPO 2nd FRET)
Yes, the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

TEMPO INCREASE

E E7 A Am E
He was picking speed as the city spread its twinkling lights below him.
E E7 A
But he paid no heed as the shivering thoughts of the night's
Am E
Delights went through him.
E (strum) E (strum)
His foot nursed the brakes to slow him down,
Bm (strum) Bm (strum)
But the pedal floored easy without a sound.
E
He said, "Christ!"
Am
It was funny how he had named the only man who could save him now.
E
He was trapped inside a dead-end hellslide,

Riding on his fear-hunched back
A *
With every one of those yellow-green,
D D/C# Bm E
I'm telling you, thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
D D/C# Bm (Slide CAPO 3rd FRET)
Yes, there were thirty thousand pounds of bananas.

DOUBLE TIME!

E E7 A Am E
He barely made the sweeping curve that led into the steepest grade.
E E7 A Am E
And he missed the thankful passing bus at ninety miles an hour.
A E
And he said, "God, make it a dream!"
G D A
As he rode his last ride down.
A E
And he said, "God, make it a dream!"
G D A
As he rode his last ride down.
Am
And he sideswiped nineteen neat parked cars,
E
Clipped off thirteen telephone poles,
Am
Hit two houses, bruised eight trees,
E
And Blue-Crossed seven people.
Bm
It was then he lost his head,
Am E
Not to mention an arm or two before he stopped.
N.C.
And he smeared for four hundred yards

Along the hill that leads into Scranton, Pennsylvania.
D D/C# Bm E
All those thirty thousand pounds of bananas.


ORIGINAL TEMPO
(Fade in) E
You see the man who told me about it on the bus,
A Am E
As it went up the hill out of Scranton, Pennsylvania.
E
He shrugged his shoulders, he shook his head,
A N.C.
And he said (and this is exactly what he said),

"Boy, that sure must've been something.

Just imagine thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
D D/F# Bm N.C.
Yes, there were thirty thousand pounds of mashed bananas.
E
Of bananas. (Repeat with Barred F , then F# , etc. until fade out.)