The Pesto Song-F            118 bpm

Chorus instrumentally
F-C, C-F, F-C-F

F
Well, I Hopped a flight that was far for me
To a place called Italy
Heard they got a sauce
Thatís really green
whoever heard of such a thing?

Well, I touched down near
A place called Rome
Banged on the door
Of someoneís home
And asked if they had the sauce thatís green
They said to
(Basso voce: Hop a train, it's a northern thing)


F                           C
Oh, Pesto, pesto, bright and green

                                   F
Youíre the sauce that fills my dreams

                                                   
Now, day and night and in between

 C                                      F                               
Iím putting pesto on everything.

F                                C
Iím putting pesto on spaghetti

                              F
And on potatoes  - -- when theyíre ready

Roasts and fruit and my pizza pie

     C                                    F
If I ever run out Iím gonna die.

CÖ. F-C-F
F-C-F






F
Well, I sent my baby
for basilico
Some pine nuts and some olio
And a nice, big piece of parmesan
Weíll be making pesto before too long

Well she walked on in with all the stuff.
And she said the cost wasnít all that rough
She even got some stuff for free
Yeah, baby, weíre talking D.O.P



F                           C
Oh, Pesto, pesto, bright and green

                                   F
Youíre the sauce that fills my dreams

                                                   
Now, day and night and in between

 C                                      F                               
Iím putting pesto on everything.

 F                               C
Iím putting pesto on spaghetti

                              F
And on potatoes  - -- when theyíre ready

Roasts and fruit and my pizza pie

     C                                   F
If I ever run out Iím gonna die.


Chorus instrumentally
F-C, C-F, F-C-F

CÖ. F-C-F
F-C-F




F
Well, I opened a shop
To make some sauce
people call me
the pesto boss
I make the best you've ever seen
It's rich and creamy, bright and green.

There's always a line outside the door
people yelling they all want more
They'd be happy with just a drop
When's this madness gonna stop?

F                           C
Oh, Pesto, pesto, bright and green

                                   F
Youíre the sauce that fills my dreams

                                                   
Now, day and night and in between

 C                                      F                               
Iím putting pesto on everything.

 F                               C
Iím putting pesto on spaghetti

                              F
And on potatoes  - -- when theyíre ready

Roasts and fruit and my pizza pie

     C                                   F
If I ever run out Iím gonna die.


F                               C
Iím putting pesto on spaghetti

                              F
And on potatoes  - -- when theyíre ready

Roasts and fruit and my pizza pie

     C                                   F
If I ever run out Iím gonna die.