INTRO: A D A A/G A/F# A/F A/E A Well I woke up this morning, the place was such a wreck I couldn't reach the bathroom, thought I'd better clear the deck D I tried to call the lawyer and asked him what to do A He referred me to his doctor, who referred me back to you E A D And when you checked the manual you kept in side the case D A A/G A/F# A/F A/E It said 'put it in a cool dry place' A I drove around the city, looking for a room That was high above the water, where my things could be in tune D There was no one to help me, nobody even cared A I had to go through hell to get those things up there E A D I paid my first subscription, then I joined the idle race D A A/G A/F# A/F A/E and they said 'store it in a cool dry place' D I got guitar, basses, amplifiers and drums A Accordions and mandolins and things that sometimes hum D Cymbals and harmonicas, capos by the score E A D And lots of things in boxes laying all around the floor A Some places they get mildew and others get too hot Some places are so damp that everything you got just rots D All kinds of condensation, a direct result of rains A There's not much compensation when everything's been stained E A D Some have sentimental value that cannot be erased D A A/G A/F# A/F A/E Go store it in a cool dry place G O (Sorry, but I don't have the solo, just play the chords used in the verse) D We got solids and acoustics and some from plywood board A And some are trimmed in leather and some are made with gourds D There's organs and trombones, and reverbs we can use E A D Lots of dx-7s and old athletic shoes A I bought a great big building that took up one whole block I made an inventory of all the things in stock D The place was getting longer I was up all night A I used up all my pencils, but I went on despite E A D The blurring of my vision, the sweat upon my face E A D I've got to put this stuff away, I mustn't leave a trace E A D The landlord's breathing down my neck, he says it's a disgrace D A A/G A/F# A/F A/E A7 So I said 'put it in a cool, dry, place.'