F#m A Life is my friend E B Rake it up to take it in F#m A Wrap me in your cinnamon E B F#m A E Especially in Michigan B F#m A E B well I could be your friend White clouds I'm in A mitten full of fisherman c'mon Huckleberry Finn Show me how to make her grin Well I'm in Michigan Chorus: A Cry me a future E F#m Where the revelations run amok D Ladies and gentlemen A E Lions and tigers come running F#m D Just to steal your luck A rainy Lithuanian Who's dancing as an Indian Painted in my tiger skin Especially in Michigan Double chins and bowling pins Unholy Presbyterians Land is full of medicine I find it when I'm slipping in The tainted new librarian (Who fainted when she tucked you in) Well, I'm in Michigan (Let's float away like zeppelins) On stoic gusts of Northern wind Chorus Out on the farm we'll be Swimming with the mother duck Deep in the mitten where Lions and tigers come running Just to steal your luck Life is my friend underwater violins Order now from Ho Chi Min A porcelain that comes in twins When Iβm in Michigan Throw me in the loony bin ('Cause I can take it on the chin) When Iβm in Michigan (The cleavage of your pillow skin) Is moving like a violin Chorus Out on the farm we'll be Swimming with the mother duck Deep in the mitten where Lions and tigers come running Just to steal your luck, oh yeah | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E F#m B |