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Intro: Em

Em

On a long and lonely highway east of omaha

D

You can listen to the engine, moanin out as one long song

A Em

You can think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night before

Em

And your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do

D

When you're riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do

A Em

You don't feel much like travelin', you just wish the trip was through

D Em

But here I am, on the road again

D Em

Here I am, up on the stage

D A

Here I go, playing the star again

C D Em

There I go, turn the page

Em

You walk into a restaraunt, strung out from the road

D

And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold

A Em

You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode

Em

Sometimes you can here 'em talk, other times you can't

D

All the same 'old cliches: is that a woman or a man?

A Em

And you always seem outnumbered, you dare not make a stand

Refrain

Em

Out there in the spotlight, your a million miles away

D

Every ounce of energy, you try to give away

A Em

And the sweat pours from your body, like the music that you play

Em

Later in the evening, as you lie awake in bed

D

Echos of the amplifiers, ringin' in your head

A Em

As you smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said

Refrain X2

Gimme Back My BulletsA C D A

Life is so strange with it's changin', yes indeed

A C D A

Well I've seen the hard times and the pressure's been on me.

A C D A

But I keep on workin' like the workin' man do

A C D A

And I've got my act together, gonna walk all over you

A

Gimme back my bullets

D C A

Put 'em back where they belong

D C A

Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun

D C D E

Ain't gonna see no more damage done

A

Gimme back my bullets

A C D A

Sweet talkin' people done ran me out of town

A C D A

And I drank enough whiskey to float a battleship around

A C D A

But I'm leavin' this game one step ahead of you

A C D A

And you will not hear me cry 'cause I do not sing the blues

CHORUS

A C D A

Been up and down since I turned seventeen

A C D A

Well I've been on top, and then it seems I lost my dream

A C D A

But I got it back, I'm feelin' better everyday

A C D A

Tell all those pencil pushers, better get out of my way

Long Line of Losers Montgomery Gentry

D G

Granddaddy was Irish Cherokee ran moonshine from here to Tennessee

D A

spent half his life in the montgomery county jail

D G

grandma she got drunk and left her kids on her mamas front steps

D A D

nobodies heard from her since she high tailed

CHORUS

D

I come from a long line of losers

G

half outlaw half booser

D A

I was born with a shot glass in my hand

D G

a little hippie, a little redneck, I'm always a suspect

D A D

my bloodline made me who i am

D G

Daddy never finished school but he shot one mean game of pool

D A

Took a bullet for stealing cars down in Birmingham.

D G

Mama always went to church but we soon found out what her reasons were

D A D

She got caught at the local motel with the preacher man.

CHORUS

D A D

yeah my bloodline made me who I am

Land Down Under Men at Work

B A B GA B A B GA

Traveling in a fried-out combie On a hippie trail, head full of zombie

I met a strange lady, she made me nervous She took me in and gave me breakfast

And she said,

D A B GA

"Do you come from a land down under?

Where women glow and men plunder?

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?

You better run, you better take cover."

Buying bread from a man in Brussels, He was six foot four and full of muscle

I said, "Do you speak-a my language?" He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich,

And he said,

"I come from a land down under

Where beer does flow and men chunder

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?

You better run, you better take cover." (Yeahhh!)

Dying in a den in Bombay With a slack jaw, and nothin' much to say

I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me, Because I come from the land of plenty?"

And he said,

"Oh, you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)

Where women glow and men plunder?

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (ooohh)

You better run, you better take cover."

We are..

Livin' in a land down under,

Where women glow and men plunder, (yeahhhhhhhhhh)

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (thunderrrrr!)

You better run, you better take cover.

Livin' in a land down under,

Where women glow and men plunder,

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (oooo yeahhhh!)

Then I run, and then I take cover. (yea)

We are...

Livin' in a land down under, (underrrr)

Where women glow and men plunder,

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (oooo da da laa yeahhh!)

Then I run, then I take cover

"Folsom Prison Blues"

I hear the train a comin'

It's rolling round the bend

And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when,

I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on

But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone..

When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son,

Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns.

But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die

When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry..

Soooey!

I bet there's rich folks eating from a fancy dining car

They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.

Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free

But those people keep a movin'

And that's what tortures me...

Well if they freed me from this prison,

If that railroad train was mine

I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line

Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay

And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.....

Mama Tried

Merle Haggard

D G D G

First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin'

D G A7

And a young-on's dream of growing up to ride

D G D G

On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound

D A7 D

And no one could change my mind, but Mama tried

One and only rebel child, from a family meek and mild

Mama seemed to know what lay in store

'Spite of all my Sunday learnin', toward the bad I kept on turnin'

'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore

CHORUS:

D G D

And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole

G D A7

No one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried

D G D

Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied,

A7 D

that leaves only me to blame, 'cause Mama tried

Dear old Daddy rest his soul, he left my mom a heavy load

She tried so very hard to fill his shoes

Working hours without rest, she wanted me to have the best

She tried to raise me right, but I refused

CHORUS

Good Riddance Green Day

G-8 C-4 D-4 X2

G C D

Another turning point a fork stuck in the road,

G C D

Time grabs you by the wrist, and directs you where to go

Em D C G

So make the best of this test and don't ask why

Em D C G

It's not a question but a lesson learned in time

Em G Em G

Its something unpredictable but in the end it's right

Em D G

I hope you had the time of your life.

G-4 C-4 D-4 - {plucked}

G-8 C-4 D-4 - {strummed}

G C D

Take the photographs and still frames in your mind

G C D

Hang it on a shelf and in good health and good time

Em D C G

Tattoos the memories and this test go on trial

Em D C G

For what it's worth it was worth all the while

Em G Em G


Em D G


SOLO {strummed} G-4 C-4 D-4 X4 Em-4 D-4 C-4 C-4 X2

Em G Em G


Em D G


G-4 C-4 D-4 - {strummed}

G-8 C-4 D-4 - {plucked}

{plucked getting slower}

Em G Em G


Em D G


Anything But Mine

E A E A

E A

Walkin' along beneath the lights of that miracle mile,

E A

Me and Mary makin' our way into the night,

E

You can hear the cries from the carnival rides

A

The pinball bells and the ski ball slides,

E A

Watchin the summer sun fall out of sight

(bridge)

B A

There's a warm wind comin' in, from off of the ocean

E A

Makin' it's way past the hotel walls to fill the street,

E A

Mary is holdin' both of her shoes in her hand

E B E

Said she likes to feel the sand beneath her feet,

(chorus)

E A

And in them mornin' I'm leavin' makin my way back to Cleveland,

E A

So tonight I hope, that I will do just fine,

E A

And I don't see, how you could ever be,

E B E

anything but mine,

(verse chords)

There's a local band playin' at the seaside pavillion

And I got just enough cash to get us in

And as we are dancin' Mary's wrappin her arms around me

And I can feel the sting of summer on my skin

(bridge chords)

In the midst of the music, I tell her I love her

We both laugh, cause we know it isn't true

Oh, but Mary there's a summer drawin' to an end tonight

And there's so much that I long to do to you

(chorus)

E A E B (2x)

(chorus)

E A

Mary I don't see, how you could ever be

E B E

anything but mine

Comfortably Numb

Hello, Is there anybody in there?

Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home?

Come on, Now, I hear you're feeling down

I can ease your pain. Get you on your feet again

Relax, I'll need some information first

Just the basic facts, Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain you are receding

A distant ship's smoke on the horizon

You are only coming through in waves

Your lips move, But I can't hear what you're saying

When I was a child I had a fever

My hands felt just like, Two balloons

Now I've got that feeling once again

I can't explain, You would not understand, This is not how I am

I... Have become comfortably numb

O.K., Just a little pin prick

There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!, But you may feel a little sick

Can you stand up? I do believe it's working good

That'll keep you going through the show, Come on It's time to go

There is no pain you are receding

A distant ship's smoke on the horizon

You are only coming through in waves

Your lips move, But I can't hear what you're saying

When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse

Out of the corner of my eye

I turned to look but it was gone

I cannot put my finger on it now

The child is grown

The dream is gone

I... Have become comfortably numb

Take A Little Ride Jason Aldean

Intro E G D A x 2

E G

Been going round and round all day

D A

Bailin' some hay, and stackin' it all up

E G

Can't wait for the sun to go down

D A

Roll into town, shine the old truck up

E G D

Swing by the quick stop, grab a little shiner bock

A E G D

Then ease on out your way, to your place around 8 o'clock

CHORUS

E G D A

Well I'm just ready to ride this Chevy Ride this Chevy down a little back road

E G D ASlide your pretty little self on over Get a little closer, turn up the radio

E G D A

Put your pretty pink toes on the dash Lean the seat back, man I swear

E G D A

There aint nothing looks better than that Sweet tan little thing with nothin to do.....

A

I wanna take a little ride with you

E G D A E G D A

E G

I hope you're wearing those frayed out cut offs

D A

Makes me wanna get lost out in the moonlight

E G

Drop the tailgate down on a turn row,

D A

Watch the corn grow, baby that's a good night

E G D

Anyone from the heartland is gonna understand

A E

What I'm talking about right now

G D

Ain't no doubt, we got a game plan

CHORUS

Solo

Feel Like Making Love chords

Bad Company

D C G D 2x

D G D G

Baby, when I think about you, I think about love.

D G D G

Darling, couldn't live without you, and your love.

D G D G

If I had those golden dreams, of my yesterday

D G D G

I would wrap you, In the heavens, And feel it dying (dying, dying) on the way

CHORUS D 3x

I feel like making

G D 3x

Feel like making love

G D 3x


G D 3x


C G D

Feel like making love to you

D G D G

Baby, when I think about you, I think about love.

D G D G

Darling, couldn't live without you, and your love.

D G D G

And if I had, the sun and moon, and they were shining

D G D G

I would give you both night and day, love satisfying

CHORUS

D G D G D G D G Light solo

D G D G

If I had those golden dreams, of my yesterday

D G D G

I would wrap you, In the heavens, And feel it dying (dying, dying) on the way

CHORUS

Pumped Up KicksEm G D A [4X]

Em G D A

Robert's got a quick hand He'll look around the room he won't tell you his plan

Em G D A

Got a rolled cigarette Hangin' out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid

Em G D A

Yeah, found a six-shooter gun In his dads closet hidden with a box of fun things

Em G D A

I don't even know what But he's comin' for you, yeah he's comin for you, hey

Em G D

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks You'd better run, better run

A

Outrun my gun

Em G D


A

Faster than my bullet

[Repeat]

Em G D A

Daddy works a long day He'll be coming home late, he's coming home late

Em G D A

And he's bringing me a surprise Cos'dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice

Em G D A

I've waited for a long time The slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger

Em G D A

I reason with my cigarette And say your hair's on fire you must have lost your

wits, yeah

Em G D


A

Outrun my gun

Em G D


A


[Repeat]

Em G D A [2X]

(run run run)

Em G D A [2X]

(whistle)

Em G D


A

Outrun my gun

Em G D


A


[Repeat]

ALL SUMMER LONG

INTRO: D C G

D C G

It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long

D C G

Caught somewhere between a boy and man

D C G

She was 17 and she was far from in between

D C G

It was summertime in Northern Michigan

INTRO

D C G

Splashin' thru the sandbar, talkin' by the campfire

D C G

It's the simple things in life like when and where

D C G

We didn't have no internet, but man I never will forget

D C G

The way the moonlight shined upon her hair

CHORUS:

D C G

And we were tryin' different things and we were smokin' funny things

D C G

Makin' love out by the lake to our favorite songs

D C G

Sippin' whisky out the bottle not thinkin' 'bout tomorrow

D C G D C G

Singin' sweet home alabama all summer long

D C G

Singin' sweet home alabama all summer long

D C G

Catchin' walleye from the dock watchin' waves roll off the rocks

D C G

She'll forever hold a spot inside my soul

D C G

We'd blister in the sun we couldn't wait for night to come

D C G

To hit that sandy place of rock 'n roll

CHORUS

SOLO over verse

D C G

Now nothin' seems as strange as when the leaves began to change

D C G

Oh how we thought those days would never end

D C G

Sometimes I hear that song and I'll start to sing along

D C G

And think man I'd like to see that girl again

CHORUS x 2

Big wheels keep on turning.....

I heard Mr. Young sing about her.....

In Birmingham they love the governor.....

In Muscle Shoals they got the swampers.....

Redemption Song Bob Marley

G Em Em7

Old Pirates, yes, they rob I.

C G/B Am

Sold I to the merchant ships

G Em C G/B Am

minutes after they took I from the bottomless pit.

G Em Em7

But my hand was made strong

C G/B Am

By the hand of the Almighty.

G Em C Am7 D

We forward in this generation triumphantly.

(D) G C D G

Won't you help to sing these songs of freedom?

C D Em C D G C

Cause all I ever had, redemption songs,

D G C D

redemption songs.

(D) G Em Em7

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery,

C G/B Am

None but ourselves can free our minds.

G Em

Have no fear for atomic energy,

C G/B D

Cause none of them can stop the time.

G Em Em7

How long shall they kill our prophets

C G/B Am

While we stand aside and look?

G Em

Ooh, some say it's just a part of it.

C Am7 D

We've got to fulfill the book.

CHORUS

Em C D (4x)

(D) G Em Em7

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery,

C G/B Am

None but ourselves can free our minds.

G Em

Woh, Have no fear for atomic energy,

C G/B D

Cause none of them-ah can-ah stop-ah the time.

G Em Em7

How long shall they kill our prophets

C G/B Am

While we stand aside and look?

G Em

Yes, some say it's just a part of it.

C Am7 D

We've got to fulfill the book.

CHORUS

C Em Am D (2 fr.)

WISH YOU WERE HERE

QUEEN “Fat Bottomed Girls”

D C G D C A

Are you gonna take me home tonight?, Ah down beside that red firelight?

D G

Are you gonna let it all hang out?

D A D

Fat bottomed girls You make the rockin' world go round

Tim INTRO

D

Hey I was just a skinny lad, Never knew no good from bad

A

But I knew life before I left my nursery

D G

Left alone with big fat Fanny, She was such a naughty nanny

D A D

Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me

Hey hey!

Tim then abrupt stop.

D

I've been singing with my band, Across the wire across the land

A

I seen ev'ry blue eyed floozy on the way

D G

But their beauty and their style, Went kind of smooth after a while

D A D

Take me to them dirty ladies every time

CHORUS

D C G D C A

Oh won't you take me home tonight?, Oh down beside that red firelight?

D G

Oh and give it all you got

D A D


D A D


FILL G D A D, G D A G

Hey listen here

D

Now your mortgages and homes, I got stiffness in the bones

A

Ain't no beauty queens in this locality (I tell you)

D

Oh but I still get my pleasure

G

Still got my greatest treasure

D A D

Heap big woman you made a big man out of me

Intro GFCFCG F C F C

Does she walk? Does she talk?Does she come complete?

G F C F C

My homeroom homeroom angel Always pulled me from my seat

G F C F C

She was pure like snowflakes No one could ever stain

G F C F C

The memory of my angel Could never cause me pain

Em Am

Years go by I'm lookin' through a girly magazine

G D

And there's my homeroom angel on the pages in-between

G F C F C

My blood runs cold My memory has just been sold

G F C F C

My angel is the centerfold Angel is the centerfold

(Repeat)

G F C F C

Slipped me notes under the desk While I was thinkin' about her dress

G F C F C

I was shy I turned away Before she caught my eye

G F C F C

I was shakin' in my shoes Whenever she flashed those baby-blues

G F C F C

Something had a hold on me When angel passed close by

Em Am

Those soft and fuzzy sweaters Too magical to touch

G D

Too see her in that negligee Is really just too much

G F C F C


G F C F C


(Repeat)

G F C F C

It's okay I understand This ain't no never-never land

G F C F C

I hope that when this issue's gone I'll see you when your clothes are on

G F C F C

Take you car, Yes we will We'll take your car and drive it

G F C F C

We'll take it to a motel room And take 'em off in private

Em Am

A part of me has just been ripped The pages from my mind are stripped

G D

Oh no, I can't deny it Oh yea, I guess I gotta buy it!

G F C F C


G F C F C


(Repeat x2)

All I Can Do Is Write About It Lynyrd Skynyrd

G D C G D Em C, G D C

G D Em C

Well this life that I've lived Has took me everywhere

G D C G D

There ain't no place I ain't never gone But it's kinda like the sayin

Em C G D C

That you heard so many times Well there just ain't no place like home

G D C

G D Em C

Did you ever see a she-gator protect her youngins

G D C

Or the fish in a river swimmin free

G D Em C

Did you ever see the beauty of the hills of Carolina

G D C

Or the sweetness of the grass in Tennesee

G D C

And lord I can't make any changes

G D C

All I can do is write 'em in a song

G D Em C

Cus I can see the concrete a slowly creepin

G D C

Lord take me and mine before that comes

G D C X2

G D C

Like to see the mountain stream a flowing

Do you like to see a youngin with his dog

G D Em C

Did you ever stop and think about well the air you're breathing

G D C

Well you better listen to my song

CHORUS

G D C

I'm not tryin to put down no big city

But the things they write about us is just a bore

G D Em C

You can take a boy out of old Dixieland

G D C

But you'll never take Dixie from a boy

CHORUS

G D Em C

Yes, I can see the concrete a slowly creepin

G D C

Lord take me and mine before that comes

Save A Horse Ride a Cowboy Big & Rich

E A E A intro

E A

Well, I walk in to the room, passing out hundred dollar bills and kills

E A

and it thrills like the horns on my Silverado grill.

E A

And I buy the bar a double shot of crown and everybody's getting down

E A

and this town ain't never gonna be the same.

CHORUS

E A

Cause I saddle up my horse and I ride into the city

E A

And I make a lot of noise, cause the girls they are so pretty.

E A

Riding up and down Broadway on my old stud Leroy, and the girls say,

E A E A

Save a horse, ride a cowboy. Everybody says, Save a horse, ride a cowboy.

E A E

Well I don't give a damn about nothin, I'm singin and bling blingin

STOP PLAYING

While the girls are drinkin long necks down.

E A E

And I wouldn't trade old Leroy or my Chevrolet for your Escalade or your freak parade

A

I'm the only John Wayne left in this town.

CHORUS

GUITAR SOLO OVER DOUBLE CHORUS

JUST BASS AND LIGHT GUITAR

E A

Well, I'm a thoroughbred, that's what she said in the back of my truck bed

E A

as I was getting buzzed on suds out on some back country road.

E A

We were flyin high, fine as wine, having ourselves a hell of a time.

E A

And I was going, just about as far as she' let me go.

E A E A

But her evaluation of my cowboy reputation had me begging for salvation all night long.

E A

So I took her out gigging frogs, introduced her to my old hound dog

E A STOP PLAYING

And sang her every Skynyrd song I could think of, and we made love!

CHORUS

Last Dance With Mary JaneShe grew up in a Indiana town,

Had a good lookin' mama who never was around.

But she grew up tall and she grew up right

With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night.

Well she moved down here at the age of eighteen,

She blew the boys away; was more than they'd seen.

I was introduced and we both started groovin'

She said, "I dig you, baby, but I got to keep movin' - on.

Keep movin' on."

Chorus

Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.

I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again.

Well I don't know but I've been told, you never slow down, you never grow old.

I'm tired of screwin' up, tired of goin' down,

Tired of myself, tired of this town,

Oh my, my, oh hell yes - Honey put on that party dress.

Buy me a drink, sing me a song,

Take me as I come . cause I can't stay long.

(Repeat Chorus)

There's pigeons down on Market Square,

She's standing in her underwear.

Lookin' down from a hotel room,

Nightfall will be coming soon.

Oh my, my, oh hell yes, you got to put on that party dress.

It was too cold to cry, when I woke up alone.

I hit my last number, I walked to the road.

Three Little Birds Bob Marley

A D A

Don't worry about a thing, cause every little thing, gonna be all right

A D A

Singing, don't worry, about a thing, cause every little thing, gonna be all right

A E

Rise up this morning, smiled with the rising sun.

D A

Three little birds, pitch by my my doorstep.

A E D A

Singing sweet songs, of melodies pure and true, saying, this is my message to you

ou.

A D A

Singing don't worry about a thing, cause every little thing gonna be all right.

A D


A E

Rise up this morning, smiled with the rising sun.

D A

Three little birds, pitch by my my doorstep.

A E D A

Singing sweet songs, of melodies pure and true, saying, this is my message to you

ou.

A D A


A D


Repeat

Knockin On Heavens Door chords

Bob Dylan *

G D C 4x

G D Am

Mama take this badge off of me

G D C

I can't use it any-more

G D Am

It's getting dark, too dark for me to see

G D C

I feel I'm knockin on heaven's door

CHORUS

G D Am

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

G D C


G D Am


G D C


G D Am

Mama put my guns in the ground

G D C

I can't shoot them any-more

G D Am

That long black cloud is comin' down

G D C

I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door

CHORUS

SOLO OVER VERSE

CHORUS

Gimme Three Steps

I was cutting the rug

Down at a place called The Jug

With a girl named Linda Lu

When in walked a man

With a gun in his hand

And he was looking for you know who.

He said, "Hey there fellow,

With the hair colored yellow,

Watcha tryin' to prove?

'Cause that's my woman there

And I'm a man who cares

And this might be all for you."

I was scared and fearing for my life.

I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree.

'Cause he was lean, mean,

Big and bad, Lord,

Pointin' that gun at me.

I said, "Wait a minute, mister,

I didn't even kiss her.

Don't want no trouble with you.

And I know you don't owe me

But I wish you'd let me

Ask one favor from you."

(Chorus)

"Won't you give me three steps,

Gimme three steps mister,

Gimme three steps towards the door?

Gimme three steps

Gimme three steps mister,

And you'll never see me no more."

SOLO

Well the crowd cleared away

And I began to pray

As the water fell on the floor.

And I'm telling you son,

Well, it ain't no fun

Staring straight down a forty-four.

Well he turned and screamed at Linda Lu

And that's the break I was looking for.

And you could hear me screaming a mile away

As I was headed out towards the door.

CHORUS x 2

Every Rose Has Its Thorn Poison

G C G

We both lie silently still in the dead of the night, although we both lie close together,

C G C

We feel miles apart inside. Was it something I did, or something I said,

G C D C

Did my words not come out right, Though I tried not to hurt you, though I tried,

I guess that's why they say

G C G C

Every rose has its thorn, Just like every night has its dawn

G D C G C G C G C

Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song, Every rose has its thorn.

G C G

Listen to our favorite song, playing on the radio. Well the DJ says loves a game of

C G C G C

easy come and easy go. But I wonder, does he know, has he ever felt like this?

D C

Well I know that you'd be here right now if I could have let you know some how, I

guess

CHORUS G C G C

Em D C G Em D

Though its been a while now, I can still feel so much pain, like a knife that cuts you

C G G C

the wound it heals, but that scar, that scar remains.

G C G

I know I could have saved our love that night, if I'd known what to say. Instead of

C

making love, we both made our separate ways.

G C G C

And now I hear you've found somebody new, and that I never meant that much to

D C

you. To hear that tears me up inside, and to see you cuts me like a knife, I guess

CHORUS

Blue On Black

Nite falls , and im alone Skin, yeah chilled me to the bone

You, turned and you ran, Oh yeah,Oh slipped, right from my hand

Hey

Blue on black, Tears on a river

Push on a shove, It don't mean much

Joker on jack, Match on a fire

Cold on ice, A dead mans touch

Wisper on a scream, Doesn't change a thing

Don't bring you back

Blue on black

Oh yeah, blue on black

Blind, oh, now i see. Truth, lies, and in between

Wrong, can't be undone, Oh slipped, from the tip of your tongue

Hey







Blue on black


(solo)

Hey







Blue on black


Smoke a Little SmokeE

Turn the quiet up, turn the noise down Let this ol' world just spin around

I wanna feel it swing, wanna feel it sway

B A2 A

And put some feel good in my soul

A2 B E

Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke

E

Want a little more right and a little less left Little more right now, a little

less what's next. Act like tomorrow's ten years away

B A2 A

And just kick back and let the feelin' flow

A2 B E (11 10 8 open 8

solo)


C#m A

I set my sails for a new direction

E

But the wind got in my way

C#m A

I changed my course but my definition of change

B

Just ain't the same

E

I'm gonna sit around here, stay away from there, I'm gonna make pretend I just

don't care. I could get up, go get her back

B A2 A

Or maybe I'll just let her go

A2 B E

Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke, yeah (11 10 8 open 8 solo)

A2 B


A2 B


E

Kick back, give the blues spin. Break out the wine, forget again

A2

Dig down deep, find my stash. Light it up, take me back

E

Kick back, give the blues spin. Break out the wine, just forget again

A2

Dig down deep, find my stash. Light it up, memory crash

E

Oh no, I don't know, baby, might take all night

B A2

Better maybe break out that old rock and roll

A2 B


A2 B

Gonna drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke

Lawyers, Guns, and Money Warren Zevon

D A D E 3X

D A E

I went home with a waitress

D A D A

The way I always do

D A E

How was I to know

D A DA DE x2

She was with the Russians too?

D A DA

I was gambling in Havana

D A DA

I took a little risk

D A E

Send Lawyers, Guns, and Money

D A DA DE X2

To get me out of this.

D A AED

I'm the innocent bystander

D A AED

But somehow I got stuck

D A AED

Between a rock and a hard place

D A DADE

And I'm down on my luck

D A DADE

Yea I'm down on my luck

D A DADE

Yes, I'm down on my luck

D A E

I'm hiding in Honduras

D A DA

I'm a desperate man

D A E

Send Lawyers, Guns, and Money

D A DADE 3X

The shit has hit the fan.

D A DADE

Send Lawyers, Guns and Money X4

High Cost of Living Jamey Johnson

C C

I was just a normal guy. Life was just a nine to five.

C G

With bills and pressure piled up to the sky.

G G

She never asked, she knew I'd been, hangin' with my wilder friends.

G C

looking for another way to fly.

F Dm C

And crazy, was becoming my new norm. I'd pass out on the bedroom floor.

G C

And sleep right through the calm before the storm.

F

My life was just an old routine.

G C A# F

Everyday the same damn thing, I couldn't even tell I was alive.

C G C

I tell you. The high cost of living, ain't nothin' like the cost of living high.

C C

That southern baptist parking lot. Was where I'd go and smoke my pot.

C G

Sit there in my pick-up truck and pray.

G G

And staring at that giant cross. Just reminded me that I was lost.

G C

And it just never seemed to point the way.

C C

As soon as Jesus turned his back. I'd find my way across the tracks.

F Dm

Lookin' just to score another deal.

C

With my back against that damn eight ball.

G C

I didn't have to think or talk or feel.

CHORUS

C C

My whole life went through my head. Laying in that hotel bed.

C G

Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door.

G G

I had a job and a piece of land. And my sweet wife, was my best friend.

G C

But I traded that for cocaine and a whore.

C C

With my new found sobriety. I've got the time to sit and think.

F Dm C

Of all the things I had, and threw away. This prison is much colder than that,

G C

one that I was locked up in just yesterday.

Chorus

Wonderful TonightG D/F# C D G D/F# C D

G D/F#

It's late in the evening

C D

She's wondering what clothes to wear

G D/F#

She puts on her make up

C D

And brushes her long blonde hair

C D

And then she asks me

G Bm/F# Em

Do I look alright

C D G D/F# C D

And I say yes, you look wonderful tonight

G D/F#

We go a party

C D

And everyone turns to see

G D/F#

This beautiful lady

C D

That's walking around with me

C D

And then she asks me

G Bm/F# Em

Do you feel alright

C D G

And I say yes, I feel wonderful tonight

C

I feel wonderful

D G Bm/F# Em

Because I see the love light in your eyes

C D

And the wonder of it all

C D

Is that you just don't realize

G D/F# C D G D/F# C D

How much I love you

G D/F#

It's time to go home now

C D

And I've got an aching head

G D/F#

So I give her the car keys

C D

She helps me to bed

C D

And then I tell her

G Bm/F# Em

As I turn out the light

C D G Bm/F# Em Em/D

I say my darling, you were wonderful tonight

C D G D/F# C D G D/F# C D G

Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight

Family Tradition by Hank JR

E A

Country music singers, have always been a real close family

B E

But lately some of my kin folks, have disowned a few others and me.

A

I guess it's because, I kinda changed my direction,

B E

Lord, I guess I went and broke their, Family Tradition. They get on me and

wanna know

E A B

Why do ya drink? Why do you roll smoke? Why must you live out the

songs that you

E A B

wrote? Over and over, every body makes my prediction, if I get stoned I'm

just carrying

E

on an old Family Tradition.

I am very proud of my daddy's name, Although his kinda music,

And mine ain't exactly the same. Stop and think it over, put yourself in my

position,

If I get stoned and sing all night long, it's a Family Tradition. So don't ask me

Hank,

Why do ya drink, why do you roll smoke?

And why must you like out the songs that you wrote?

If I'm down in a honky tonk and some ol' slick tries to give me some friction,

I'll say leave me alone, I'm singin all night long, it's a Family Tradition.

Lordy I have loved some ladies, and I have loved Jim Beam.

They both tried to kill me in 1973. When that doctor asked me,

son how'd ya get in this condition,

I said hey sawbones, I'm just carryin on an old, Family Tradition.

Why do ya drink, why do you roll smoke?

Why must you live out the songs that you wrote? Stop and think it over,

try to put yourself in my unique position, If I get stoned and sing all night

long, it's a Family Tradition.

"The Truth" CAPO on 1

Tell 'em all I'm on vacation

Say I went to visit friends

That you ain't heard or seen from me in quite a while

When they ask you where I've been

Tell 'em I'm out on the West Coast

Where it don't ever rain

And that I'm probably doing fine

Just don't tell 'em I've gone crazy

That I'm still strung out over you

Tell 'em anythin' you want to

Just don't tell 'em all the truth

Yeah, don't tell 'em all the truth

Tell 'em all I'm out in Vegas

Blowin' every dollar I ever made

Tell 'em that I must be into somethin' bad for me

'Cause I sure lost a lot of weight

Tell 'em I'm out on the road

With some old rock and roll band

Living like a gypsy can

Just don't tell 'em I've gone crazy

That I'm still strung out over you

Tell 'em anythin' you want to



The truth is that I'm askin' you to lie

And we both know that it ain't right

But if you ever loved me

Please have some mercy on me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Tell 'em anything you want to



I still need you

Yeah, that's the truth

I still love you

Baby, that's the truth

PatienceC G A D C G A D

C G C Em C G D D

C G

Shed a tear cause I'm missing you I'm still alright to smile

A D Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D

Girl I think about you every day now

C G

Was a time when I wasn't sure But you set my mind at ease


There is no doubt, you're in my heart now

C G C Em

Sad woman take it slow It will work itself out fine

C G D Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D

All we need is just a little patience

C G C Em

Sad sugar make it slow and It comes together fine


All we need is just a little patience

D Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D

C G

Sit here on the stairs Cause I'd rather be alone


If I can't have you right now I'll wait dear

C G

Sometimes I get so tense But I can't speed up the time


But’you know love, there's one more thing To consider

C G C Em

Sad woman take it slow And things will be just fine


You and I’ll just use a little patience

C G C Em

Sad sugar take the time Cause the lights are shining bright


You and I got what it takes to make it


We don't fake it


Ahh and never break it


Cause I can't take it

(Solo chords)C G C Em C G D Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D (x2)

D Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D (x3)

D G D G D G D G

A little patience Mmmmm yeah Mmmmm yeah

D G

Need a little patience Yeaaaaah

D G

Just a little patience yeaaaaah

D G

I've been walking the streets tonight Just trying to get it right

D G

It's hard to see with so many around Ya know I don’t like being stuck in the crowd

D G

And the streets don't change but baby the name I ain't got time for the game

D G

Cause I need you Yeah Yeah well I need you

Home Sweet HomeIntro A |C#m |A7 |D ||

A C#m

You know I'm a dreamer but my heart's of gold

A7 D

I had to run away high so I wouldn't come home low

A C#m

Just when things went right doesn't mean they're always wrong

A7 D

Just take this song and you'll never feel left all alone

A C#m

Take me to your heart, feel me in your bones

A7 D

Just one more night and I'm comin' off this long and winding road

F G

I'm on my way, I'm on my way

A

Home sweet home, tonight, tonight

F G


A

Home sweet home

A C#m

You know that I've seen too many romantic dreams

A7 D

Up in lights, fallin' off the silver screen

A C#m

My heart's like an open book for the whole world to read

A7 D

Sometimes nothing keeps me together at the seams

F G


A

Home sweet home, tonight, tonight

F G

I'm on my way, just set me free

A

Home sweet home

Solo A |G |F |G ||x4

Chorus

F G


A

Home sweet home, yeah

F G

I'm on my way, just set me free

A

Home sweet home

White Trash Story

E A E

My best friend Junior, he lives two trailers down

B A E

His wife MaryLou she runs the Caberet in town

A E B C#

They've got two kids, but they don't look like him

B A B A E

He's a tractor tech, he's a redneck, now he's gettin drunk again

E A

I'm talkin bout the good times, drinkin down the bad

E B A

Tryin to remember all those crazy nights that we had

E A

Now I'm empty, but I'm not sad

E B E

Talkin bout the good times, drinkin down the bad

A E

Miss Sara Ann Baker-smith, she was my girlfriend

B A E

I took her top off for the first time at the drive-in

A E B C#

You know those had to be the coolest things I'd ever seen

B A B A E

She was passed around like a bottle of crown, but she was always sweet to me

(Chorus)

A E

Now Junior's kid, you know they call him "The Duece"

B A E

And his grandma she drinks vodka in her orange juice

A E B C#

She sells pot to kids, and she just got out of jail

B A B A E

Junior had to sell his new John-boat just to help to raise the bail.

(Chorus)

A E

Now my name's Carl Wayne, I've had two DUI's

B A E

Three years ago they took my license I don't drive

A E B C#

These boots can get me there, I live just down the street

B A B A E

It's last call, it's too far to crawl, now help me to my feet

(Chorus)

E B E

Just talkin bout the good times, drinkin down the bad x2

Dixieland DelightG D Em C G D Cm G

G D

Rollin' down-a backwoods Tennessee byway

Em C G

One arm on the wheel, holdin' my lover

D Em C

With the other, a sweet, soft Southern thrill

Em D

Worked hard all week, got a little jingle

Em C

On a Tennessee Saturday night

G D

Couldn't feel better, I'm together

Cm G

With my Dixieland Delight

D Em C

Spend my dollar, park in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight

G D

Hold her up tight, make a little lovin'

Em C

A little turtledovin' on a mason-Dixon night

Em C Cm G

Fits my life, oh, so right, my Dixieland Delight

G D

White-tail buck deer, munchin' on clover

Em C

Red-tail hawk, sittin' on a limb

G D

Chubby old groundhog, croakin' bullfrog

Em C

Free as a feelin' in the wind

Em D

Homegrown country girl, gonna give me a whirl

Em C

On a Tennessee Saturday night

G D

Lucky as a seven; livin' in heaven

Cm G

With my Dixieland Delight

D Em C

Spend my dollar, park in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight

G D

Hold her up tight, make a little lovin'

Em C

A little turtledovin' on a mason-Dixon night

Em C Cm G

Fits my life, oh, so right, my Dixieland Delight

I just can't get enough of You

Intro Am, F four measures

F G

I must have told you I love you

A

A thousand times or more.

I want you to know

What my love is for.

I want to lay beside you

Each and every night.

Every time you touch me

It feels so damn right.

I just can't get enough of you.


I must have told you I love you

A million times or more.

Every time I touch you

You leave me wanting more.

I want to lay beside you

Each and every night.

Every time you touch me

It feels so damn right.



Solo over verse



FEED JAKE

E A E

I'm standing at the crossroads in life, and I don't know where to go.

B

You know you've got my heart babe, but my musics got my soul.

A

Let me play it one more time, I'll tell the truth and make it rhyme

B E

and hope they understand me.

Chorus:

B

Now I lay me down to sleep

Pray the lord my soul to keep

A E

And if I die before I wake, Feed Jake

B C#m A

he's been a good dog, my best friend, right through it all

E B E

if I die before I wake, feed Jake

E A E

Now Broadways like a sewer, bums and hookers everywhere.

B

Winos passed out on the sidewalk, doesn't anybody care.

A

Some say he's worthless, just let him be I for one would have to disagree

B E

and so would their mamas

Chorus

E A E

Now if you get an ear pierced, some will call you gay.

B

But if you drive a pickup, they'll say "no, he must be straight"

A

What we are and what we ain't, what we can and what we can't.

B E

does it really matter

Chorus

I Think I'll Just Stay Here And Drink

Merle Haggard

A D

Could be holding you tonight

D A

Could be doing wrong or doing right

A E

You don't care about what I think

E A

I think I'll just stay here and drink

A D

Hey, putting you down won't square the deal

D A

A least you'll know what I feel

A E

Hey, take all the money in the bank

E A


A D

Hey, listen close and you can hear

D A

That loud jukebox playing in my ear

A E

Ain't no woman gonna change the way I think

E A


[INSTRUMENTAL: SAME PROGRESSION ONCE AROUND]

A D

Hey, hurtin' me know don't mean a thing

D A

Since love ain't here I don't feel a thing

A E

My mind ain't nothing but a total blank

E A


[INSTRUMENTAL: SAME PROGRESSION SEVERAL TIMES AROUND]

Can't You See

D, C, GI'm gonna take a freight train, down at the station

I don't care where it goes

Gonna climb me a mountain, the highest mountain, lord,

Gonna jump off, nobody gonna know

Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman, she been doin' to me

Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me

I'm gonna find me a hole in the wall, gonna crawl inside and die

That lady, mean ol' woman lord, done told me goodbye

Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman she been doin' to me


Gonna buy me a ticket now, as far as i can, ain't never comin' back

Take me southbound, all the way to georgia now, till the train run out of track

Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman, she been doin' to me


Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd

CAPO 1st fret

Mama told me when I was young

Come sit beside me, my only son

And listen closely to what I say.

And if you do this

It'll help you some sunny day. Oh Yah!

Oh, take your time... Don't live too fast,

Troubles will come and they will pass.

You'll find a woman, yea yea, you'll find love,

And don't forget son,

There is someone up above.

(Chorus)

And be a simple, kind of man.

Oh be something, you love and understand.

Baby be a simple, kind of man.

Oh, won't you do this for me son,

If you can?

Forget your lust, for the rich man's gold

All that you need, is in your soul,

And you can do this, oh baby, if you try.

All that I want for you my son,

Is to be satisfied.

(Chorus)

Frank solo 6th fret

Boy, don't you worry... you'll find yourself.

Follow your heart, lord, and nothing else.

And you can do this, oh baby, if you try.

All that I want for you my son,

Is to be satisfied.

(Chorus)

Baby be a simple, be a simple man.

Oh be something, you love and understand.

Baby be a simple, kind of man. (Fade out)

In Color by Jamey Johnson

CAPO 3

G

I said grandpa whats this picture here

F

Its all black and white it aint real clear

C

Is that you there?

G

He said yeah i was 11

G

Times were tough back in '35

F

Thats me and uncle Joe just tryin to survive

C G

A cotton farm in the great depression.

G

If it looks like we were scared to death

F C

Like a couple of kids just trying to save each other

G

You should've seen it in color.

Ohh and this one here was taken over seas

In the middle of hell in 1943

In the winter time you can almost see my breath

That was my tail gunner ole Johnny Magee

He was a high school teacher from new Orleans

And he had my back right through the day we left.




A picture's worth a thousand words

But you cant see what those

shades of gray keep covered

You should've seen it in color

This one is my favorite one.

This is me and grandma in the summer sun

All dressed up the day we said our vows.

You can't tell it here but it was hot that June

That rose was red and her eyes were blue

And just look at that smile I was so proud.

(Bridge)

Em D/F C

Thats the story of my life

Em D/F C D

Right there in black and white




A picture's worth a thousand words

But you cant see what those

shades of gray keep covered

You should've seen it in color

Country Boy Can Survive D Am7 G D

The preacher man says its the end of time And the Mississippi River shes a goin dry

D Am7 G D

The interest is up and the stock markets down you'll get mugged if you go down town

D Am7 G D

I live back in the woods you see My woman and the kids and the dogs and me

D Am7

I got a shotgun a rifle and a four wheel drive

G Am7 D Am7 G D

And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive

D Am7 G D

I can plow a field all day long I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn

D Am7 G D

We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too Ain't too many things these ole boys

can't do

D Am7

We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine

G Am7 D Am7 G D


G F

Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run

C G

Cause when them ole boy raised on shotgun

F

We say grace and we say ma'am

C G

If you ain't into that we don't give a damn

D Am7 G D

We came from the West Virginia coal mines And the Rocky Mountains and the Western

Skies

Am7 And we can skin a buck we can run a trot line

G Am7 D Am7 G DAnd a country boy can survive Country folks can survive

D Am7 G D

I had a good friend in New York City He never called me by my name just HillBilly

Am7 G DMy GrandPa taught me to live off the land And his taught him to be a business man

Am7 G D

He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Night I'd send him some homemade wine

Am7 G DBut he was killed by a man with a switch blade knife For forty three dollars my

friend lost his life

Am7 G DI'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dudes eye And shoot em' with my ole 45

G Am7 D Am7 G D


CHORUS

D Am7 G DWere from North California and South Alabam And little towns all around this land

Am7 G Am7 D

And we can skin a buck and run a trot line And a country boy can survive

B

Mustang Sally, Guess you better slow your Mustang down.

B

Mustang Sally, Guess you better slow your Mustang down.

E

Mustang Sally, baby, I guess you better slow you Mustang down.

F# F# F E

You've been running all over town...........

B

I guess you better put your big feet back on the ground.

B

All you want to do is ride around Sally, Ride Sally ride.

B


E


B


F# F# F E

One of these early mornings,

B

You're gonna be wipin your weepin eyes, yes you will.

B

I bought you a vintage Mustang, a 1965.

B

Now you're drivin round, a signified woman, and you just won't let me ride.

E B

Mustang Sally, I guess you better slow your Mustang down.

F#

I sure hope you will. You've been runnin all over town.

B

You'd better put your big feet back on the ground.

B


B


E


B


F# F# F E

One of these early mornings,

B

You're gonna be wipin your weepin eyes, yes you will.

What I Got

D G

Early in the morning, Rise up to the street

Light me up that cigarette and I'll slap shoes on my feet

Got to find a reason Reason things went wrong

Got to find a reason why my money's all gone

I got a dalmation I can still get high

I can play the guitar Like a motherfuckin' riot

Life is too short

So love the one you got

Cause you might get run over

or you might get shot

Never start static

I just get it off my chest

Never had to battle with my

bulletproof vest

Take a small example

Take a tip from me

Take all of your money

Give it up to charity

Love is what I got

Is with in my reach

the sub rock styles

dealt straight from Long Beach

It come back to you

You're gonna get what you deserve

Try'n test that

Your bound to get served

Love's what I got

Don't start a riot

You'll feel it when

the dance get's hot

Love is

What i got

I said remember that

Love is

What I got

Now remember that

I don't cry When my dog runs away

Don't get angry Bout the bills I have to pay

Don't get angry when my mom smokes pot

Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock

Fuck it fight it It's all the same, Livin with Louey Dog's The only way to stay sane

Let the lovin' Let the lovin come back to me

Dead or AliveD C G

It's all the same , only the names will change

C G F D

And ev'ry day , it seems we're wasting away

D C G

Another place , where the faces are so cold

C G F D

I'd drive all night , just to get back home

CHORUS:

C G F D

I'm a cowboy , on a steel horse I ride

C G F D

I'm wanted , dead or alive

C G F D

Wanted , dead or alive

D C G

Sometimes I sleep , sometimes is not for days

C G F D

and people I meet , always go their separate ways

D C G

Sometimes you tell the day , by the bottle that you drink

C G F D

And times when you´r alone , and all you do is think

CHORUS:

C G F D

I'm a cowboy , on a steel horse I ride

C G F D

I'm wanted , dead or alive

C G F D

Wanted , dead or alive

SOLO:

C G F D

Ooooh and I'm a cowboy , on a street horse I ride

C F D

I'm wanted (wanted) , dead or alive

D C G

And I walk these streets , a loaded six string on my back

C G F D

I play for keeps , 'cause I might not make it back

D C G

I been ev'ry where , still I'm standig tall

C G F D

I've seen a milion faces , and I've rock them all

C G F D

'Cause I'm a cowboy , on a steel horse I ride

C G F D

I'm wanted (wanted) , dead or alive

C G F D

Well I'm a cowboy , I got the night on my side

C G F D

I'm Wanted (wanted) , dead or alive

Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound Hank JR

G C G

I've got a good woman at home who thinks I do no wrong

G D

But sometimes lord, she just ain't always around

G C G

And you know that's when I fall, I can't help myself at all

G D G

And I get whiskey bent and hell bound

G C G

Play me some songs about a ramblin' man, put a cold one in my hand,

D

'cause you know I love to hear those guitar sounds

G C G

Don't you play 'I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry' cause I'll get all balled up

inside

D G

And I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound

G C G

Sure enough about closing time, (I'm) about stoned out of my mind

D

And I end up with some honky-tonk special I found

G C G

Just as sure as the morning sun come, thinking of my sweet girl at home

D G

And I need to get whiskey bent and hell bound

G C G

Play me some songs about a ramblin' man, put old Jim Beam in my hand

D

'cause you know I still love to get drunk and hear country sounds

G C G

But don't you play 'Your Cheatin' Heart' cause that'll tear me all apart

D G

I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound

G D G

Yeah, old Hank's songs always make me feel low down

Long Haired Country Boy

D

People say I'm no good, crazy as a loon.

Cause I get stoned in the morning, and drunk in the afternoon.

Kinda like my old blue tick hound, like to lay around in the shade.

I ain't got no money, but I damn sure got it made.

G

And I ain't asking nobody for nothin,

D

If I can't get it on my own.

A

If you don't like the way I'm living,

C G D

Leave this long haired country boy alone.

Preacher man talking on the TV, putting down the rock n roll.

He wants me to send a donation, cause he's worried about my soul.

He said Jesus walked on the water, and I know that is true.

But sometimes I think that preacher man ought to do a little walking too.

CHORUS

A poor girl wants to marry, a rich girl wants to flirt.

A rich man goes to college, and a poor man goes to work.

A drunkard wants another drink of wine and a politician wants your vote.

I don't want much of nothing at all, but I will take another toke.

CHORUS

Curtis Lowe Lynyrd Skynyrd

E B

Well I used to wake the mornin' before the rooster crowed

E A F#

Searchin for soda bottles to get myself some dough

E B

Brung em down to the corner, down to the country store

A E

Cash em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe

E B A E

Ol' Curt was a black man with white curly hair

E B A E

When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care

E B A E

He used to own an old dobro used to play it 'cross his knee

E B A E

I'd give Ol' Curt my money, he'd play all day for me

A E

Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe

A E

I got your drinkin' money, tune up your dobro

A E F#

People said you was useless but them people all were fools

E B A E

Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues

E B A E

He looked to be 60, maybe I was 10

E B A E

Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again

E B A E

I'd clap my hands, stomp my feet tryin' to stay in time

E B A E

He'd play me song or two then take another drink of wine

Chorus

Solo over verse and chorus

E B A E

On the day Ol' Curtis died nobody came to pray

E B A E

Old preacher said some words and they chucked him in the clay

E B A E

He lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues

E B A E

And on the day he lost his life that's all he had to lose

A E

Play me a song Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe

A E

I wish that you was here so everyone would know

A E F#

People said you was useless but them people all were fools

E B A E

Cause Curtis, you're the finest picker to ever play the blues

Why Don't We Get Drunk Jimmy Buffett

D D7 G D

I really do, appreciate the fact you're sittin' here.

D E7

Your voice sounds so wonderful but your face don't

A7

look too clear.

G D

So barmaid bring a pitcher, another round o' brew,

G A D

Honey why don't we get drunk and screw...

(Chorus:)

G A D

Why don't we get drunk and screw?

E7 A7

I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you.

G

They say you are a snuff queen,

D

Honey I don't think that's true.

G A D

So, why don't we get drunk and screw.

solo

Why don't we get drunk and screw?

I just bought a waterbed it's filled up for me and you.

They say you are a snuff queen,

Honey I don't think that's true.

So, why don't we get drunk and screw?

Yeah, now baby I say, "Lord!,"

Why don't we get drunk and screw.

Whiskey in the Jar

G F# E

As I was going over, the cork and kerry mountains

I saw captain Ferrell and the money he was counting.

I first produced my pistol, then produced my rapier.

I said “Stand and deliver, or the devil he may take ya”

G F# E, G F# E

I took all of his money, it was a pretty penny.

I took all his money, and I brought it home to Molly.

She swore that she loved me, and never would she leave me.

The devil take that woman, you know she tricked me easy.

D Mush a rain dum adoda ma da

C Whack for my daddio


G There's whiskey in the jar o.

G F# E, G F# E

Being drunk and weary, I went to Molly's chamber

Takin Molly with me, I never knew the danger.

About six or maybe seven, in walked Captain Ferrell.

I jumped up fired my pistols, and shot him with both barrels.





SOLO

G F# E, G F# E

G F# E, G F# E

D C C G D C C G

G F# E, G F# E

SOFT

Some men like the fishing, some men like the fowling

Some men like to hear, to hear the cannon balls a roarin

Me, I like sleeping, especially in my Molly's chamber,

Here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain....





G Mush a rain dum adoda ma da x4

B, A, Em

"Wicked Game"

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.

I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.

And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you.

No, I don't want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)

No, I don't want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)

With you (This world is only gonna break your heart)

What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.

What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.

What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.

What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,

I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)

No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)

With you.

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.

I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.

And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you,



With you (This world is only gonna break your heart)

No, I... (This world is only gonna break your heart)

(This world is only gonna break your heart)

Sundown Gordon Lightfoot

F# intro 4X

F# I can see her lyin' back in her satin dress

In a C# room where ya do what you F# don't confess.

Sundown, ya B better take care

If I E find you been creepin' round F# my back stairs.



F# She's been lookin' like a queen in a sailor's dream

And she C# don't always say what she F# really means

Sometimes I B think it's a shame

When I E get feelin' better when I'm F# feelin' no pain

Sometimes I B think it's a shame

When I E get feelin' better when I'm F# feelin' no pain

F# INTRO

F# I can picture every move that a man can make

getting' C# lost in her lovin' is your F# first mistake.



Sometimes, B I think it's a sin

When I E feel like I'm winnin' when I'm F# loosin' again.

F# INTRO

F# I can see her lookin' fast in her faded jeans

She's a C# hard lovin' woman, got me F# feelin' mean

Sometimes, B I think it's a shame

When I E get feelin' better when I'm F# feelin' no pain.

F# INTRO x 4

D G

Please come to Boston for the springtime

D G

I'm staying here with some friends and they've got lots of room

A D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D

You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk

Bm A G

By a cafe were I hope to be working soon

Bridge:

D

Please come to Boston

A

She said "No,

D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D

Baby you come home to me."

Chorus:

D A D

She said "Ramblin' boy, won't ya settle down?

D A D

Boston ain't your kinda town

D G

There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me

A G D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D

I'm the number one fan of a man from Tennessee

Additional Lyrics:

Please come to Denver where the snow falls

We'll move up into the mountains so high that we can't be found

Through "I love you" echoes down the canyon

And we'll lie awake at night 'til they come back around

Please come to L.A., we'll live forever

The California life alone is just too hard to bear

We'll live in a house that looks out over the ocean

And we'll see stars fall from the sky, livin' up on the hill

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