Tono: C
Introducción: C Dm F G C Dm G C C Dm F G C Dm G C
C Dm F G
Sugar in the bowl, sugar in the bowl, all dressed up saying "Bless My Soul",
C Dm G C
Nobody knows what they like to feel old, down in the sugar in the bowl.
C Dm F G
Sugar in the bowl is a mighty fine town, nothing goes up and the money goes round,
C Dm G C
Nobody knows what they like to feel down, down in the sugar in the bowl,
Dm G C
Down in the sugar in the bowl.
C Dm F G
There is a girl with a turned up nose, mighty fine freckles and her painted toes,
C Dm G C
The boys all whistle wherever she goes down in the sugar in the bowl.
C Dm F G
There is a man with a luminous tie, a big round face and a gleam in his eye,
C Dm G C
Everybody laughs when he passes by, down in the sugar in the bowl.
C Dm F G
Sugar in the bowl, sugar in the bowl, all dressed up saying "Bless My Soul",
C Dm G C
Nobody knows what they like to feel old, down in the sugar in the bowl.
C Dm F G
Sugar in the bowl is a mighty fine town, nothing goes up and the money goes round,
C Dm G C
Nobody knows what they like to feel down, down in the sugar in the bowl,
Dm G C
Down in the sugar in the bowl.
C Dm F G
There is a man with a luminous tie, a big round face and a gleam in his eye,
C Dm G C
Everybody laughs when he passes by, down in the sugar in the bowl.
C Dm F G
There is a girl with a turned up nose, mighty fine freckles and her painted toes,
C Dm G C
The boys all whistle when her knickers show, down in the sugar in the bowl
C Dm F G
Sugar in the bowl, sugar in the bowl, all dressed up saying "Bless My Soul",
C Dm G C
Nobody knows what they like to feel old, down in the sugar in the bowl.
C Dm F G
Sugar in the bowl is a mighty fine town, nothing goes up and the money goes round,
C Dm G C
Nobody knows what they like to feel down, down in the sugar in the bowl,
Dm G C
Down in the sugar in the bowl.
C Dm F G
Sugar in the bowl, sugar in the bowl, all dressed up saying "Bless My Soul",
C Dm G C
Nobody knows what they like to feel old, down in the sugar in the bowl.
C Dm F G
Sugar in the bowl is a mighty fine town, nothing goes up and the money goes round,
C Dm G C
Nobody knows what they like to feel down, down in the sugar in the bowl,
Dm G C
Down in the sugar in the bowl.
Dm G C
Down in the sugar in the bowl.
Dm G F C/E Dm C
Down in the sugar in the bowl.