Elvis Presley - Hes your uncle not your dad

^EHe's your uncle, not your dad. He's the b^Aest friend you e^B7ver had. So, ^C#mcome on, dig, dig, dig i^G#mn until ^B7it ^C#mhurts. Just re^F#mmember Pearl H^B7arbour. (The A^C#mlamo and nothing could be wo^B7rse.)

He's your fav^Eorite (hum) relative (hum). And he ne^Aeds a (hum) lot to l^B7ive (hum). So just ^C#mbring, ^Abring, ^G#mbrin^F#mg, ^G#m everything u^B7ntil you ^C#mbleed. (And he'll ^F#7send back w^B7hat he don't ne^Eed^A.)^E

If you're ^B7not in form, ten-forty's your sa^Elvation, by depr^B7ivation of te^Emptation. (Darks ^D#7and blondes I hear are not de^G#ductible.) ^EOh,^G#m say, can^C#m you see if there's^F#7 anything left ^B7for me?

When he ca^Ells you (hum) as he may do (hum). Don't be frig^Ahtened, (hum) red white and bl^B7ue (hum). Just be ^C#mthankf^Aul you d^G#mon't l^F#mive in Le^G#mningr^B7ad. ^C#mHe's your u^F#7ncle, n^B7ot your d^Ead.

Instrumental

Military march (hup,two,three,four, and so on).

If you're ho^B7nest, you don't have to shake and sh^Eiver. The food is lo^B7usy (bweuh) up the r^Eiver. (It's ^D#7give and take and he does all ^G#the taking.) ^EOh, ^G#msay, can ^C#myou see if there's ^F#7anything left f^B7or me?

Life has two th^Eings (hum) you can't subtract (hum) (Death a^And taxes (hum) to be e^B7xact (hum).) So jus^C#mt pa-p^Aa-patriotically declare; he's ^F#7your uncle, he's ^B7your uncle, not y^Eou^Ar ^Eda^Ad.^E