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{t: Hippopotamus Song - Flanders and Swann} {key: D} {artist:Flanders and Swann} https://youtu.be/AjnOj9O16_I?t=1m18s (but in Ab ?) Thanks Ian Blackhouse {c: } [D7] A [G] bold hippopotamus was [Am] standing one [D7] day On the [Em] banks of the [A7] cool Shali[D7]mar. He [G] gazed at the bottom as he [Am] peacefully [B7] lay By the [Em] light of the [A7] evening [D7] star. [Dm] Away on the [Em] hilltop sat [Dm] combing her [E7] hair His [Dm] fair hippo-[E7]-potami [Am] maid [D] The [Em] Hippo-[D]-potamus [Em] was no [D] ignoramus And [Am] sang her this [A7] sweet [D7] serenade. {c: } [G] Mud, mud, [Am] glorious [D7] mud. [Em] Nothing quite [A7] like it for [D7] cooling the blood. So [G] follow me follow, [Am] down to the hollow And [C] there let us [G] wallow in [D7] glorious [G] mud. [G]/// [Am]/// [D7]// {c: } The [G] fair hippopotama he [Am] aimed to en-[D7]-tice From her [Em] seat on that [A7] hilltop [D7] above As [G] she hadn't got a ma to [Am] give her ad-[B7]vice Came [Em] tiptoeing [A7] down to her [D7] love. Like [Dm] thunder the [E7] forest re-[Dm]echoed the [E7] sound Of the [Dm] song that they [E7] sang when they [Am] met [D] His [Em] inamor-[D]ata ad-[Em]justed her [D] garter And [Am] lifted her [A7] voice in du-[D7]et. {c: } [G] Mud, mud, [Am] glorious [D7] mud. [Em] Nothing quite [A7] like it for [D7] cooling the blood. So [G] follow me follow, [Am] down to the hollow And [C] there let us [G] wallow in [D7] glorious [G] mud. [G]/// [Am]/// [D7]// {c: } Now [G] more hippopotami [Am] began to [D7] convene On the [Em] banks of that [A7] river so [D7] wide I [G] wonder now what am I to [Am] say of the [B7] scene That [Em] ensued by the [A7] Shalimar [D7] side. They [Dm] dived all at [E7] once with an [Dm] ear-splitting [E7] splosh Then [Dm] rose to the [E7] surface [Am] again [D] A [Em] regular [D] army of [Em] hippopot-[D]ami All [Am] singing this [A7] haunting [D] refrain. {c: } [G] Mud, mud, [Am] glorious [D7] mud. [Em] Nothing quite [A7] like it for [D7] cooling the blood. So [G] follow me follow, [Am] down to the hollow And [C] there let us [G] wallow in [D7] glorious [G] mud. [G]/// [Am]/// [D7]// {c: } [D7] The [G] amorous hippopotamus whose [Am] love song we [D7] know Is now [Em] married and [A7] father of [D7] ten, He [G] murmurs, "God rot 'em!" as he [Am] watches them [B7] grow, And he [Em] longs to be [A7] single [D7] again! He'll [Dm] gambol no [E7] more on the [Dm] banks of the [E7] Nile, Which [Dm] Naser is [E7] flooding next [Am] Spring, [D] With [Em] hippopot-[D]-amas in [Em] silken py-[D]jamas No [Am] more will he [A7] teach them to [D7] sing {c: } [G] Mud, mud, [Am] glorious [D7] mud. [Em] Nothing quite [A7] like it for [D7] cooling the blood. So [G] follow me follow, [Am] down to the hollow And [C] there let us [G] wallow in [D7] glorious [G] mud. [G]/// [Am]/// [D7]//