Snow Miser/heat Miser Tabulatur von Misc Christmas (für Baryton)

[Snow Miser]
G
I'm Mister White Christmas
A
I'm Mister Snow
E
I’m Mister Icicle
A                Em
I’m Mister Ten Below!
G
Friends call me Snow Miser
A
Whatever I touch
E
Turns to snow in my clutch
N.C. (No chords)
I’m too much

[Mini Snow Misers]
G
He’s Mister White Christmas
A
He’s Mister Snow
E
He’s Mister Icicle
A                 Em
He’s Mister Ten Below

[Snow Miser]
G
Friends call me Snow Miser
A
Whatever I touch
E
Turns to snow in my clutch

[Minis]
N.C. (No chords)
He’s too much

[Snow Miser]
G
I never wanna know a day that’s over forty degrees.
A                                                            Em   
I’d rather have it have it thirty, twenty, ten, five, let it freeze.

[Minis]
[Mini Snow Misers]
G
He’s Mister White Christmas
A
He’s Mister Snow ([Snow Miser]: That’s right!)
E
He’s Mister Icicle
A                 Em
He’s Mister Ten Below

[Snow Miser]
G
Friends call me Snow Miser
A
Whatever I touch
E
Turns to snow in my clutch
N.C. (No chords)
Too much (Too much!)
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[Heat Miser]
G
I'm Mister Green Christmas
A
I'm Mister Sun
E
I'm Mister Heat Blister
A                      Em
I'm Mister Hundred and One
D
They call me Heat Miser,
A
Whatever I touch
E
Starts to melt in my clutch
N.C.
I'm too much!

[Mini Misers]
G
He's Mister Green Christmas
A
He's Mister Sun
E
He's Mister Heat Blister
A                       Em
He's Mister Hundred and One

[Heat Miser]
G
They call me Heat Miser,
A
Whatever I touch
E
Starts to melt in my clutch

[Mini Misers]
(N.C)
He's too much! ([Heat Miser]: Thank you!)

[Heat Miser]
A                                             Em
I never want to know a day that's under sixty degrees
G
I'd rather have it eighty, ninety, one hundred degrees!
D
(spoken)
Oh, some like it hot, but I like it REALLY hot!

[Mini Misers]
G
He's Mister Green Christmas
A
He's Mister Sun
[Heat Miser]
Sing it!

[Minis]
E
He's Mister Heat Blister
A                       Em
He's Mister Hundred and One

[Heat Miser]
D
They call me Heat Miser,
A
Whatever I touch
E
Starts to melt in my clutch
N.C.
I'm too much! (Too much)