O'Copper O'Copper

The pot was no good, and a jail makes no sense.

1. The Arrest

   F          Dm
O, copper, o, copper,

      Dm                F
Don't bust me with this grass

F
Wait'll what I'm holdin'

     G
Will knock you on your ass

   F          Dm
O, copper, o, copper,

     Dm        F
This pot is so bad

    F          Dm
The jury would say

F      C        F
I'm an innocent lad.

       Dm       C
Ah, be-moan, be-wail,

      C          Dm
Don't send me to jail when I

C                        F
ain't even stoned at the time

       Dm       C
La, la-ment and sigh

  C          Dm
I wish I was high and I

C
still don't believe it's a crime

2. The Trial

    F          Dm
Yer honor, yer honor

     Dm            F
This country isn't free

   F
If you can't be you while

          G
While I'm free to be me



    F          Dm
Yer honor, yer honor

       Dm         F
Please judge my defense

    F          Dm
The pot was no good

F     C             F
And a jail makes no sense

       Dm       C
Ah, be-moan, be-wail,

   C          Dm
He sent me to jail when I

C                         F
wasn't even stoned at the time

       Dm       C
La, la-ment and sigh

  C          Dm
I wish I was high and I

C
still don't believe it's a crime

Mindful Webworks | Head Shop, page 2

3. Doing Time

    F            Dm
Hey warden, Hey, warden

        Dm         F
How can I eat this slop?

    F
And who can eat anyway

G
Watched by a cop

    F         Dm
The guy in my cage is in on

Dm         F
Murder and rape

   F           Dm
So get me good pot

F       C         F
Or I'll have to escape

       Dm       C
Ah, be-moan, be-wail,

     C       Dm
I've gone to jail when I

C                        F
ain't even stoned at the time

       Dm       C
La, la-ment and sigh

  C          Dm
I wish I was high and I

C
still don't believe it's a crime

4. Judgement Day

   F          Dm
My Spirit, My Spirit

    Dm       F
and Infinite Judge

   F
If my record's smeared

       G
With a resinous smudge

      F           Dm
Well, Jesus drank vino

    Dm         F
and Buddha was fat

    F         Dm
And I believe love gets us

C                 F
high -- how 'bout that?

       Dm       C
Ah, be-moan, be-wail,

    C        Dm
I'm goin' to hail an' I

C                        F
ain't even stoned at the time

       Dm       C
La, la-ment and sigh

  C          Dm
I wish I was high and I

C
still don't believe it's a crime

Performed in Mindful Webworkshop #4

Info