Eb Ab            Ab Eb            (Eb)
        }  /  /  }    }  }  /  /     }  }  }  /

[Verse 1]

        Eb      Bb                     Eb
           The Devil came from Kansas
                  Bb                  Eb
        Where he went to I can't say
               Ab                          Eb
        Though I teach I'm not a preacher
              Ab                    Eb
        And I aim to stay that way
                   Bb                  Eb
        There's a monkey riding on my back
              Bb                  Eb
        Been there for some time
            Ab                    Cm
        He says he knows me very well
             Fm                Ab   Eb
        But he's no friend of mine

[Chorus]

        Bb            Ab  Eb
        I am not a humble pilgrim
        Db         Ab       Ab7        Db
        There's no need to scrape and squeeze
                  Gb  Ab             Bb
        And don't beg    for silver paper
                  F        Ab            Eb
        When I'm trying to    sell you cheese

        Bb       Eb   Ab      (Eb)
        /  }  }  /    /  }  }  /

[Verse 2]

        The Devil came from Kansas
        Where he went to I can't say
        If you really are my brother
        Then you better start to pray
        For the sins of those departed
        And the ones about to go
        There's a dark cloud just above us
        Don't scowl because I know

[Chorus]

        Bb            Ab  Eb
        I am not a humble pilgrim
        Db         Ab       Ab7        Db
        There's no need to scrape and squeeze
                  Gb  Ab             Bb
        And don't beg    for silver paper
                  F        Ab            Eb
        When I'm trying to    sell you cheese

[Guitar Solo]

        Bb       Eb   Bb       Eb   [3X]
        /  }  }  /    /  }  }  /

        Ab       Eb   Bb
        /  }  }  /    /     (drum fill)

[Verse 3]

        Though I never came from Kansas
        Don't forget to thank the cook
        Which reminds me of my duty
        I was lost though now I look
        For the turning and the signpost
        And the road which takes you down
        To that pool inside the forest
        In whose waters I shall drown

[Chorus]

        Bb            Ab  Eb
        I am not a humble pilgrim
        Db         Ab       Ab7        Db
        There's no need to scrape and squeeze
                  Gb  Ab             Bb
        And don't beg    for silver paper
                  F        Ab            Eb
        When I'm trying to    sell you cheese

[Coda] (guitar solo; repeat to fade)

        Bb       Eb   Bb       Eb
        /  }  }  /    /  }  }  /