BLOW YE KNOW NOTHING

Well the (G)man who knows (Am)nothing knows (C)one thing for (G)sure,
For the (G)sickness of (Am)silence, his (D)words are the cure.
He’ll (G)speak without (Am)thinking and (C)rarely will (G)stop.
So (G)blow ye know (Am)nothing, just (D)go blow your (G) top.

(G)Blow ye know nothing, `til (C)all breath is (G)blown.
(C)Know ye for certain that (D)nothing is known.
(G)Were this the end then the (C)end it would (D)be.
So blow ye know nothing, blow (D)incessant(G)ly.

Well the girl who knows nothing knows one thing for sure.
She leaves her brain empty to keep her thoughts pure.
That won’t stop her yammering and clammering all day.
So blow ye know nothing, just go blow away.

Blow ye know nothing, `til all breath is blown.
Know ye for certain that nothing is known.
Were this the end then the end it would be.
So blow ye know nothing, blow incessantly.

If you think you know nothing, know one thing for sure;
You’ll catch less flies with honey than a pile of manure.
But you’ll not catch a fly as the blowing wind blows.
So blow ye know nothing, just go blow your knows.

Blow ye know nothing, `til all breath is blown.
Know ye for certain that nothing is known.
Were this the end then the end it would be.
So blow ye know nothing, blow incessantly.

The world that knows nothing know s one thing for sure,
The knowing of nothing is nature’s allure.
A gentle wind blowing can transverse the sea,
So blow ye know nothing, with humility.

Blow ye know nothing, `til all breath is blown.
Know ye for certain that nothing is known.
Were this the end then the end it would be.
So blow ye know nothing, blow incessantly.