Tom: A
A D
There once was a man who was none too good
E7 A
And then I’d say he’s none too bad
D
At times he was mighty good for a spell
E7
And at times he’d go out and raise a little hell
A E7 A
Mediocre Fred, mediocre Fred.
[Verse 2]
A D
Fred went to work from eight to five
E7 A
And he punched a clock to show he’s alive
D
Went to church every Sunday morn
E7
Sometimes he wondered why he was born
A E7 A
Mediocre Fred, mediocre, dull Fred.
[Verse 3]
A D
Fred went to the movies every Saturday night
E7 A
Liked to watch TV and the western fight
D
Paid his taxes most every year
E7
And on a hot summer day, why he drank a little beer
A E7 A
Exciting mediocre Fred, mediocre Fred.
[Verse 4]
A D
Well the days went by all dull and gray
E7 A
And he didn’t think much and had little to say
D
And when the full moon rose he’d climb over the moat
E7
Find some people sleeping and he’d bite their throats
A E7 A
Mediocre Fred, mediocre, dull Fred.
