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That Aint My America Tom: G Intro: G C G C
G C
Sometimes I wanna light up underneath the no-smoking sign
G C
Sometimes I wish they'd tell me, how justice got so blind
Em C
I wish they'd just leave me alone 'cause I'm doing alright
G D Em D C D G
You can take your change on down the road and leave me here with mine
G Em
'Cause that ain't my America
C G
That ain’t this country's roots
Em
You wanna slam old Uncle Sam
C D
But I ain't letting you
G D Em D C C/B Am
I'm mad as hell and you know I still bleed Red, White, and Blue
C
That ain't us
G C
That Ain't My America
G C
That Ain't My America
G
I was standing there in Dallas
C
Waitin on a plane
G
I overheard an old man
C
Tell a young soldier "thanks"
Em C
The young soldier hung his head and said "it's hard to believe
G D Em D C D G
You're the only one who took the time to say a word to me"
G
And the old man said...
G Em
That ain't my America
C G
That aint this country's roots
Em
You wanna slam old Uncle Sam
C D
But I ain't letting you
G D Em D C C/B Am
I'm mad as hell and you know I still bleed Red, White, and Blue
C
That ain't us
G C
That Ain't My America
Em D
That Ain't My America
Bm C It's to the women and men who in their hands hold a Bible and a gun Am C D G C G C And they ain't afraid of nothing, when they're holding either one
G
Now there's kids who can't pray in school
C
$100 dollar tanks of gas
G
I can tell you right now this country ain't
D (STOP) AIN'T SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THAT!
NO!
G Em
'Cause that ain't my America
C G
That aint this country's roots
Em
You wanna slam old Uncle Sam
C D
But I ain't letting you
G D Em D C C/B Am
I'm mad as hell and you know I still bleed Red, White, and Blue
C
That ain't us
C
That Ain't My
G C
That Ain't My America
G C G C
That Ain't My America
G C
That Ain't My America
Home Is Where The Heart Is
Tom: Am
Intro: Am G Am G Am G F
Am G Am G
I've always lived my life like a gypsy
Am G F
I can't imagine myself settlin' down
Am G Am G
So please don't ask me to give up this life I lead
Am G F
'Cause I love to feel those wheels go 'round and 'round
(chorus)
G D
I can see it inside
Em C D
It's my heart that sees, not my eyes
G C D
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Em C
Home is where the heart is
D C G C G D
And my heart is at home with you
Am G Am G Am G F
Am G Am G
There's a cold wind blowin' and you know it's almost midnight
Am G F
You never dreamed it would be this hard lovin' a music man
Am G Am G
But this iron horse on which I ride I'm closer it's true
Am G F
And it's just as hard for me as it is for you
G D
I can see it inside
Em C D
It's my heart that sees, not my eyes
G C D
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Em C
Home is where the heart is
D C
And my heart is at home with you
solo C G C G C G Em C D (2X)
F G
In my life I'm always on the run
F G
Livin' one day at a time
F
Hold on a little longer
G Em C
I don't know where I'm gonna end up
D
Or where I'll go
G D
I can see it inside
Em C D
It's my heart that sees, not my eyes
G C D
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Em C
Home is where the heart is
D
And my heart is at home ...
G D
I can see it inside
Em C D
It's my heart that sees, not my eyes
G C D
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Em C
Home is where the heart is
D C G C G C G Em C G
And my heart is at home with you
C G
Home is where the heart is
C G
Oh ,my home is where my heart is
C G Em C G
Oh, my home is where my heart is
Rough Around The Edges Tom: Am Intro: Am C/B C C/B F Em
Am C/B C C/B F G
F G Am C Am
F G Am F G
Am C/B C F
I knew a man a long long time
G
But I never knew him at all
Am C/B C F
Small in stature, big at heart
G
Oh, he always stood tall
Am C/B C F
From the time that he was born
G
He had a style all his own
Am C/B C F
In my mind he could do no wrong
G
Misunderstood all along
F G Am He worked hard all his life C Am To get what he has today F G Am We would all be better off, if we could F G Hear those words that he had to say
F G Am
He was a little rough around the edges
F G
And through it all, we all knew he was
F G Am
A little rough around the edges
F G Am C/B
C C/B F Em
Simple in mind but always had a kind eye for you
(Oh, for you, for you)
Am C/B C C/B F G
Am C/B C
He took me by the hand
F G
And said son, what's your plan
Am C/B C F
I won't stop you or stand in your way
G
Someday you'll be a man
F G Am
I looked at him with hungry eyes
C Am
That only youth can know
F G Am
With all his wisdom and all his years
F G
He said, I'll teach you all that you need to know
F G Am
He was a little rough around the edges
F G
And through it all, we all knew he was
F G Am
A little rough around the edges
F G Dm C
Bm C
Simple in mind but always had a kind eye for you
Dm C Bb C Dm C Don't stop now, keep moving Bb C Dm Don't worry about where you're going, I'll hear you C Bb C Am You'll feel me, I'm there no matter where you go
C/B C C/B F Em
Am C/B C C/B F G
Am C/B C C/B F Em
Am C/B C C/B F G
Am C/B C C/B F Em
F G Am
He was a little rough around the edges
F G
And through it all, we all knew he was
F G Am
A little rough around the edges
F G
Simple in mind but always had a kind eye for you
Southern Ways Tom: D Intro: (D\C\G\D)
D C G D
When I was 15 I dreamed of leaving my home
D C
I had to see the world
G D
And live like a rolling stone
D C G D
I heard California was paved in gold
E
So I hopped on that train
G
It didn't come easy
E
But I keep thinkin' bout
Bb C D
The green grass and missing my home
D C G D Take me back to my southern ways D C G C Where I can be myself and live another day D C G D Take me back to my southern ways Bb C D C G D Where the tall pines blow and the southern winds kiss my face D C G D Oh southern grace
Me and my boys started a band Practiced everyday out on the Hell House land Played every honky tonk and this ol' bar To sing about Sweet 'Bama We were just simple men The music is forever and the songs will never ever end
Take me back to my southern ways Where I can be myself and live another day Take me back to my southern ways Where the tall pines blow and the southern winds kiss my face
Oh take me back!
I sit here thinkin' about those days I wouldn't change a thing about my life today Ain't it funny how time sure flies 'Cause all I ever wanted and all I ever needed WAS YOU
Take me back to my southern ways Where I can be myself and live another day Take me back to my southern ways Where the tall pines blow and the St. John's flows, and only God - he
knows, and those southern winds kiss my face
Unwrite That Song Tom: D Intro: D D* D** A G A D
D D* D
Well I heard it on the late-night radio
G A D
For the umpteenth time headin' from LA to the Florida coast
D D* D
I was in between black coffee and shifting gears
G A D
When the second verse took a turn and brought me to tears
G A
They were talkin' about love, I do and forever
D D*
And how two people ought to stay together
G A
Well the music hit me but the singer's got it all wrong
D D* D** A
Unwrite that song unwrite that song
G D A
'Cause what he's saying to me don't go with that melody
D D* D** A
Unsing them lines about those happy times
G A D
don't they know she's gone unwrite that song
D D* D
Well it was 3 AM and she was cryin' and her eyes were all red
G A D
When that music video came on and she sat up in her bed
D D* D
She grabbed that whiskey bottle poured one last shot
G A D A
And threw that empty glass at the TV and screamed
D D* D** A
Unwrite that song unwrite that song
G D A
'Cause what he's saying to me don't go with that melody
D D* D** A
Unsing them lines about those happy times
G A D
don't they know he's gone unwrite that song
solo D D* D** A G A D
G A D D* D** A
Well there was a time that I believed all those words were true
G A
And if I had a pen and paper right now I know what I'd do...
D D* D** A
Unwrite that song unwrite that song
G D A
'Cause what he's saying to me don't go with that melody
D D* D** A
Unsing them lines about those happy times
G A b E
don't they know he's gone unwrite that song
G A D
Lord, I know she's gone unwrite that song
D D* D** A G A D
oh oh oh unwrite our song.
Jacksonville Kid Tom: G
(Verse 1)
G This old town ain't been the same,
since this old boy’s been gone.
C Lord I still got some good friends,
G but I feel so all alone.
D All I hear is disco,
G see pretty boys with high heels on.
(Verse 2)
G Well some people sure hate me,
and the police dog me ‘round.
C Well the only place I'm welcome,
G is on the west side of town
D Lord I'm on their wanted posters,
G I can’t show my face in town.
(Verse 3)
G Jacksonville I love you,
but you don’t want me around.
C Jacksonville you raised me,
G and this is where I got my sound.
D Although I'm your outlaw,
G I still love my hometown, all around.
(Verse 4)
G This old town ain't been the same,
since your native sons been gone.
C Lord I still got some old friends,
G but I am so all alone.
D All I hear is the disco,
G see pretty boys with high heels on.
D Well you can keep your disco,
N.C. G pretty boys with high heels on.
Sweet Little Missy Tom: A
(Verse 1)
A7 E9+ Why are you praying, my sweet morning dove
A7 E9+ You’re so afraid, but so hungry for love
B7 A7 I can give you love baby, hugs and kisses,
B7 A7 I can give you everything that you been missing
B7 A7 N.C. Just don’t be afraid, oh
E9+ A7 E9+ E7 Sweet little missy
(Verse 2)
A7 E9+ She’s twenty years old and a full grown woman, sure enough
A7 E9+ I’m the one that wants her, are you ready for love
B7 A7 Well I’m the one that wants you forever and a day
B7 A7 Come on baby, what’d you say
B7 A7 N.C Just don’t be afraid, oh
E9+ A7 E9+ E7 Sweet little missy
(Chorus)
A5 A5 G5 A5 A5 G5 Sweet little missy, She’s saving her love
A5 A5 G5 A5 D5 G5 But givin’ us hope like the lord up above
A5 A5 G5 A5 A5 G5 This ain’t the worst thing that she’ll ever do
B5 ‘Cause like a dollar bill you can’t take it with you
(Guitar solo)
E9+ A7 E9+ A7 Ooooh, ooooh
E9+ A7 E9+ A7 E9+ A7
B7 A7 B7 A7 B7 A7 B5
(Piano Solo)
E9+ A7 E9+ A7 E9+ A7
E9+ A7
(Verse 3)
B7 A7 Well I’m the one that wants you forever and a day
B7 A7 Come on baby, what’d you say
B7 A7 N.C. Just don’t be afraid, oh
E9+ A7 E9+ E7 Sweet little missy
(Verse 4)
A7 E9+ She’s so damn pretty, I can’t take it no more
A7 E9+ You and me babe, giving my soul for sure
B7 A7 Well I can give you love baby, hugs and kisses
B7 A7 I can give you everything that you been missing
B7 A7 N.C. Just don’t be afraid, oh
E9+ A7 E9+ E7 Sweet little missy
(Chorus)
A5 A5 G5 A5 A5 G5 Sweet little missy, She’s saving her love
A5 A5 G5 A5 D5 G5 But givin’ us hope like the lord up above
A5 A5 G5 A5 A5 G5 This ain’t the worst thing that she’ll ever do
B5 ‘Cause like a dollar bill you can’t take it with you
(Outro)
A7 E9+ Oooh, Oooh
A7 E9+ Oooh, Oooh
A7 E9+ A7 E9+
*repeat till fade out*
Pure And Simple Tom: F# Intro: F# B C#
F# B C# I used to live in a poor neighborhood F# B C# My friends and me we always had a time F# B C# Never had no money but we had it so good
(A#) B C#
Those days are gone and I wanna go back
B F#
So pure so simple
F# B C# Never thought about it when you're young you don't care F# B C# You don't realize it 'till it's all behind F# B C# Take it for granted just not well
(chorus)
F# B
Oh-oh It was pure and simple
F# B
I'll remember those days 'till the end
F# B C#
Oh-oh God knows it's simple
B G# C#
If I could live my life all over again
D#m B G#m C# F#
I'd keep it pure and simple
A#m B C# Those days are gone and I wanna go back
Solo Chorus
D#m B Got me a feelin' I'm not alone D#m B Wish I had a road so I could go back home
Tomorrows Goodbye Tom: G Intro:
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I'm just a city boy But there's a small town side to me And I feel it closing in Are we blind to see That she's dying more each day And she's crying out to you and me
F G
Chances come and when they're gone
Am C D
They curse the fools who wait to long
G
So let's take care of what we have
D
Before the good we know goes bad
Am C
And the beauty fades and just slips away
D G
The dirty air, the dying seas
D
Will this be the wold we leave
Am
To the wild and young
G C
I say, just look at what we've done
G C D
And right before your eyes
Am C
Today's yesterday
D G D Am C D
Will be tomorrows goodbye
G D Am
Here comes the rain
C D G
And it might wash her tears away
D Am C D
But it doesn't change a thing
G D Am
Like my brother before me
C D G
All I can do is write this song
D Am C D G
And for her I sing
F G
Chances come and when they're gone
Am G C D
The carve in stone what we've done wrong
G
So let's take care of what we have
D
Before the good we know goes bad
Am C
And the beauty fades and just slips away
D G
The dirty air, the dying seas
D
Will this be the wold we leave
Am
To the wild and young
G C
I say, just look at what we've done
G C D
And right before your eyes
D
Will be tomorrows goodbye F G
D C
Do you ever think about
G
The future or the past
D Am
Do you ever wonder
C D
How long this world will last
G D Am C D 2x
G
So let's take care of what we have
D
Before the good we know goes bad
Am C
And the beauty fades and just slips away
D G
The dirty air, the dying seas
D
Will this be the wold we leave
Am
To the wild and young
G C
I say, just look at what we've done
G C D
And right before your eyes
D
Will be tomorrows goodbye
G D Am C D G Send "Tomorrows
Blame It On A Sad Song
Tom: C
Intro: C Em Am G F C G
C Em Am G F C 1G 1Am 1G
1)C Em Am G Here I sit all by myself F C 1G 1Am 1G Wonderin' how she could put our love on a shelf C Em Am G A crowd of people, they pass me by F C 1G 1Am 1G But all I can do is hang my head and cry
Chorus:
Am G F F
Blame it on a sad song in the night
C G F F
I don't want anyone but you to make it right
Am G F F
Blame it on a sad song in the night
C G
Well, it's an old familiar feelin'
F
Girl, it's got my heart reelin'
Am G F F
Don't want to hear a sad song in the night
Anymore C Em Am G F C G
2) C Em Am G I know when we first started out F C 1G 1Am 1G I was your only love and you had no doubt C Em Am G But songs of the heart don't last forever F C 1G 1Am 1G But don't you give up on love 'cause you never say never
Chorus:
Am G F F
Blame it on a sad song in the night
C G F F
I don't want anyone but you to make it right
Am G F F
Blame it on a sad song in the night
C G
Well, it's an old familiar feelin'
F
Girl, it's got my heart reelin'
Am G F F
Don't want to hear a sad song in the night
Anymore B C B C B F C B C B C B F G
B F C C
'Cause not a day goes by that I don't think about you
B F C C
Oh, moment to moment, I get lost in time
B F C Em7 Am G
And many years from now when I hear that song come on the ra_dio
F F
All those feelings will come back to haunt me
G G
My heart will let me know
Am G F F
Blame it on a sad song in the night
C G F F
I don't want anyone but you to make it right
Am G F F
Blame it on a sad song in the night
C G
Well, it's an old familiar feelin'
F F
Girl, it's got my heart reelin'
Am G F F Am G F F Am G F F
Don't want to hear a sad song anymore
Am G F F
Blame it on a sad song
Am G Am G F F
You can blame it on a sad song, baby
Am G FF Am G
Blame it on, blame it on a sad song
Ballad Of Curtis Loew Tom: E
E B Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed E A F#7 Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough E B Brought em down to the corner, down to the country store A A7 Cash em in and give my money to a man named curtis loew
E B A E Old 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 across his knee E B A E E7 Id give old curt my money, hed play all day for me
(chorus)
A E E7
Play me a song curtis loew, curtis loew
A E E7
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
A E E7
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
E A D A A7
cause curtis loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
E B A E
He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
E B A E
Mama used to whip me but Id go see him again
E B A E
Id clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
E B
Hed play me a song or two
A E E7
Then take another drink of wine.
Chorus
Yes sir
E B A E On the day old curtis died, nobody came to pray E B A E Ol preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay E B A E But he lived a lifetime playin the black mans blues E B A E E7 And on the day he lost his life, thats all he had to lose
A E E7
Play me a song curtis loew, hey curtis loew
A E E7
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
A E E7
People said he was useless, them people all are fools
E D A A7 E
cause curtis youre the finest picker to ever play the blues
END
T For Texas Tom: E
H = hammer on
Repeat this four times
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E T for Texas, T for Tennessee A E T for Texas, T for Tennessee B7 E T for Thelma, that gal that made a wreck out of me.
Yodeling E B7 E
E If you don't want me mama, you sure don't have to stall A E If you don't want me mama, you sure don't have to stall B7 E Cause I can get more women than a passenger train can haul.
Yodeling E B7 E
E I'm gonna buy me a pistol just as long as I am tall A E I'm gonna buy me a pistol just as long as I am tall B7 E I'm gonna shoot poor Thelma, just to see her jump and fall.
Yodeling E B7 E
E Well, I'm going where the water drinks like cherry wine A E I'm going where the water drinks like cherry wine B7 E Cause this Georgia water tastes like turpentine.
Yodeling E B7 E E I'm gonna buy me a shotgun with a long shiny barrel A E I'm gonna buy me a shotgun with a long shiny barrel B7 E I'm gonna shoot that rounder that stole away my gal.
Yodeling E B7 E
E I'd rather drink muddy water and sleep in a hollow log A E I'd rather drink muddy water and sleep in a hollow log B7 E Than to be here in Atlanta, and get treated like a dirty dog
Curtis Lowe Tom: E
E BM Well I used to wake the mornin' before the rooster crowed E A D Searchin for soda bottles to get myself some dough E BM 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 BM A E Ol' Curt was a black man with white curly hair E BM A E When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care E BM A E He used to own an old dobro used to play it 'cross his knee E BM A E I'd give Ol' Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
Chorus A E Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe A E I got your drinkin' money, tune up your dobro A E D People said you was useless but them people all were fools E BM A E Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
E BM A E He looked to be 60, maybe I was 10 E BM A E Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again E BM A E I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets tryin' to stay in time E BM A E He'd play me song or two then take another drink of wine
Chorus
E BM A E On the day Ol' Curtis died nobody came to pray E BM A E Old preacher said some words and they chucked him in the clay E BM A E He lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues E BM 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 D
People said you was useless but them people all were fools
E BM A E
Cause Curtis, you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
E BM A E
Four Walls Of Raiford Tom: D Intro: D A G
D
Now these four walls of Raiford closing in on me.
A G D
Doing three to five hard labor for armed robbery.
D
I put two years well behind me, but I could not wait the time
A G D
For everytime I thought about it, Lord I died some more inside.
D
And they put stripes on my back. Memories of hurt.
A G D
And the only time I seen sunshine is when I shoveled dirt.
D
Digging ditches on the chain gain and sleeping in the holes.
A G D
Oh Lord, please forgive me because I could not wait paroll.
Chorus:
D G
And I'm coming home to see my Jesus.
D
Lord, it feels so close this time.
A D
Please have mercy on a soldier from the Georgia-Florida mines.
G
When they find me they must kill me.
A G
Oh Jesus save my soul. I can't go back down to Raiford.
D
I can't take that anymore.
D
When Vietnam was over there was no work here for me.
A G D
I had a hungry wife and children that I had to feed.
D
Now they say I'm guilty, when they find me I must die.
A G D
Only me and Jesus know that I never stole a dime.
D
These last few years behind me, Lord they've been so sad.
A G D
I fought proudly for my country when the times were bad.
D
And when they find me and kill me, yes when they shoot me down.
A G D
Won't you fly old glory proudly with my medals on the ground.
Chorus 2x
Tag: I can't go back down to raiford, I can't take that anymore.
Tomorrow`s Good Bye Tom: G Intro: G D Am C D G D Am C D
G D Am C D G
I'm just a cityboy but there's a small town side of me
D Am C D G
And i feel it closin' in
D Am C D G
are we blind to see that she's dying more each day
D C D
And she's crying out to you and me.
F G
Changes come and when they're gone
Am Bm C D
they curse the fools who wait too long
G
So let's take care of what we have
D
Before the good we know goes bad
Am Bm C
And the beauty fades and just slips away
G
The dirty air,the dying seas
D
Will this be the world we leave
Am
To the wild and young
Bm C
I say,just look at what we've done
G C D Am Bm C D G
And right before our eyes Today's yesterday will be tomorrow's goodbye
Zwischenspiel: G D Am C D G
G D Am C D G
Here comes the rain and it might wash her tears away
D Am C D G
But it doesn't change a thing
D Am C D G
Like my brother before me all I can do is write this song
D Am C D
And for her I sing
F G
Changes come and when they're gone
Am Bm C D
they curse the fools who wait too long
G
So let's take care of what we have
D
Before the good we know goes bad
Am Hm C
And the beauty fades and just slips away
G
The dirty air,the dying seas
D
Will this be the world we leave
Am
To the wild and young
Bm C
I say,just look at what we've done
G C D Am Bm C D F G
And right before our eyes Today's yesterday will be tomorrow's goodbye
D C G Do you ever think about the future or the past D Em C D Do you ever wonder how long this world will last
Zwischenspiel: G D Am C D G D Am C D G
G
So let's take care of what we have
D
Before the good we know goes bad
Am Bm C
And the beauty fades and just slips away
G
The dirty air,the dying seas
D
Will this be the world we leave
Am
To the wild and young
Bm C
I say,just look at what we've done
G C D G C D
And right before our eyes, now it’s right before our eyes
Am Bm C D G
Today's yesterday will be tomorrow's goodbye
Outro: G D Am C D G
Sweet home Alabama Tom: D Intro: D C G (guitar) D C G (+drum)
D C G (+bass) D C G
Riff1 (intro) e-----------------------------|-------------------------------| B--------3-------------3------|-------------------------------| G----------2-------------0----|---------0---0-------------2h0-| D--0--0-------0-------------0-|-------------------0-2h0-------| A---------------3-0-3---------|---------------0h2-------2-----| E-----------------------------|--3-0-3------------------------| D C G
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D C G Big__ wheels__ keep on tur_ning_, D C G carry me home__ to see my kin_ D C G singing songs_ about the south__land__. D C G I miss ole_ bamy_ once again and I think it's a sin_. Yes.
D C G (&Riff2) D C G (&Riff2)
Riff2 (interlude)
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D C G
D C G Well, I heard Mister Young__ sing about her__. D C G Well, I heard ole Neil__ put her down__. D C G Well, I hope Neil Young__ will_ remember_ D C G a_ southern_ man_ don't_ need_ him_ around_ anyhow_.
[Chorus1] (Rock n' roll) D5 C5 G5 C5! Sweet__ home__ A_la_ba_ma__ D5 C5 G5 C5! C5! where__ the skies__ are so blue__. D5 C5 G5 C5! Sweet__ home__ A_la_ba_ma__ D5 C5 G5 F C Lord_, I'm co_ming home__ to_ you__.
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Solo1 --14------------------8--------------|-------------------------------|-------------------------------|----------------------------| -----15-----15~----10---11-10-8-10---|--8~--8-10---10b--------8-10-8-|--10b---------8-10---8--10r--8-|--8-------8-----------------| --------14-------------------------9-|-----------9--------7h9--------|-------7--8-9------9-----------|----9/7/9---7---------------| -------------------------------------|-------------------------------|-------------------------------|--------------9r--5-0---0---| -------------------------------------|-------------------------------|-------------------------------|----------------------------| -------------------------------------|-------------------------------|-------------------------------|----------------------------|
[Solo1] D C G (&Solo1) D C G
D C G F C D In Birmingham_ they love_ the Gov_'nor. Oooh__ hoo__ hoo__. D C G Now we all did__ what we could do__. D C G Now Watergate__ does_ not_ bo_ther_ me_. D C G Does_ your_ conscience_ bother_ you_, tell the truth_.
[Chorus2] (Rock n' roll) D5 C5 G5 C5! Sweet__ home__ A_la_ba_ma__ D5 C5 G5 C5! C5! where__ the skies__ are so blue__. D5 C5 G5 C5! Sweet__ home__ A_la_ba_ma__ D5 C5 G5 Lord_, I'm co_ming home__ to_ you__ - I'll come_ Alabama
[Solo2] D C G (4x)
D5 C5 G5 aaaa___ aaaa___ aaaa___ A_la_ba_ma__ (4x)
D C G (&Riff2) (2x)
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D C G Now Muscle_ Shoals_ has got the Swampers_ D C G and they've been known__ to pick a song or two_. D C G Lord_, they get_ me_ off_ so__ much__, D C G they_ pick_ me_ up_ when I'm feeling blue_, now_ how_ about_ you_.
[Chorus1] (Rock n' roll) D5 C5 G5 C5! Sweet__ home__ A_la_ba_ma__ D5 C5 G5 C5! C5! where__ the skies__ are so blue__. D5 C5 G5 C5! Sweet__ home__ A_la_ba_ma__ D5 C5 G5 F C Lord_, I'm co_ming home__ to_ you__.
[Chorus3] (Rock n' roll) D5 C5 G5 C5! Sweet__ home__ A_la_ba_ma__ (oh sweet home) D5 C5 G5 C5! C5! where__ the skies__ are so blue__. (and you know it's true) D5 C5 G5 C5! Sweet__ home__ A_la_ba_ma__ (Lord___ yeah) D5 C5 G5 Lord_, I'm co_ming home__ to_ you__. (Ooh ooh yeah yeah)
[Solo3] (piano) D C G (4x)
Fade out..
Call me the Breeze Tom: A
A
Call me the breeze, I keep blowin' down the road.
D A
They call me the breeze, I keep blowin' down the road.
E A
I ain't got me nobody, I don't carry me no load.
A
Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no changes in me.
D A
There ain't no change in the weather, ain't no changes in me.
E A
And I ain't hidin' from nobody, nobody's hidin' from me.
A
I got that green light baby, I got to keep movin' on.
D A
Well, I got that green light baby, I got to keep movin' on.
E A
Well I might go out to California, might go down to Georgia, I don't know.
A
Well I dig you Georgia peaches, makes me feel right at home.
D A
Well now, I dig you Georgia peaches, makes me feel right at home.
E A
But I don't love me no one woman, so I can't stay in Georgia long.
A
Call me the breeze, I keep blowin' down the road.
D A
They call me the breeze, I keep blowin' down the road.
E A
I ain't got me nobody, I don't carry me no load.
Free Bird Tom: G
G D Em
If I leave here tomorrow,
F C D
would you still remember me?
G D Em
For I must be travelin' on now,
F C D
'cause there's too many places I've got to see.
G D Em
But if I stayed here with you girl,
F C D
things just couldn't be the same.
G D Em
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now.
F C D
And this bird you cannot change.
F C D
And this bird you cannot change.
F C D
And this bird you cannot change.
F C D
Lord knows I can't change.
G D Em
Bye-bye baby it's been a sweet love.
F C D
Though this feelin' I can't change.
G D Em
Please don't take it so badly.
F C D
'Cause the lord knows I'm to blame.
G D Em
But if I stayed here with you girl,
F C D
things just couldn't be the same.
G D Em
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now.
F C D
And this bird you cannot change.
F C D
And this bird you cannot change.
F C D
And this bird you cannot change.
F C D
Lord knows I can't change.
JAM:
G Bb C
(Lord, I can't change,
won't you fly..... high..... free...... bird, yeah.
Gimmie three Steps Tom: D
D
I was cuttin' a rug down at a place called "The Jug"
A
with a girl named Linda Lou.
D
When in walked a man with a gun in his hand
E A
and he was lookin' for you-know-who.
D
He said, "Hey fat fella with the hair colored yella,
G F# F E
what you tryin' to prove?
D
'Cause that's my woman there and I'm a man who cares
A D
and this might be all for you."
D
Well I was scared and a-fearin' for my life.
A
I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree.
D
'Cause he was lean and mean, big and bad,
E A
and was pointin' that gun at me.
D
I said, "Wait a minute mister, I didn't even kiss her.
G F# F E
Don't want no trouble with you.
D A D
I know you don't owe me but I wish you would let me ask one favor of you."
CHORUS:
D
Gimmie three steps gimmie three steps mister
A
gimmie three steps towards the door.
D
Gimmie three steps gimmie three steps mister
A D
and you never see me no more.
D
Well the crowd went away and I began to pray
A
and the water fell on the floor.
D
And I'm a-tellin' you son, well it ain't no fun
E A
starin' straight down a forty four.
D
Well he turned to scream at Linda Lou
G F# F E
and that's the break I was lookin' for.
D A D
You could hear me screamin' a mile away as I headed out towards the door.
(Chorus)
Tuesday's Gone Tom: A
A E F#m D
Train roll on, on down the line
A E D
(won't you) please take me far, away.
A E F#m D
Now feel the wind blow, outside my door
A E D
(cause I'm) I'm leavin' my woman, at home.
A G D
(Lord an') Tuesday's gone with the wind.
A E D
a-my baby's gone, with the wind.
A E F#m D
And I don't know, oh where I'm goin'
A E D
I just want to be, left alone.
A E F#m D
When this train ends, I'll try again.
A E D
(Lord) I'm leavin' my woman, at home.
A G D
(Lord an') Tuesday's gone, with the wind.
A G D
Tuesday's gone, with the wind.
A G D
Tuesday's gone, with the wind.
A E D
My baby's gone, with the wind.
(Train roll on) ------- (INSTRUMENTAL)
A E F#m D
Train roll on, a-many mile from my home.
A E D
(yeah) I'm ridin' my blues, away.
A E F#m D
Tuesday's seen, a-she had to be free.
A E D
(Ah but) somehow I got to, carry on.
A G D
(Lord an') Tuesday's gone, with the wind.
A G D
Tuesday's gone, with the wind.
A G D
Tuesday's gone, with the wind.
A E D
My baby's gone, with the wind.
(Train roll on)
I need You Tom: Am
Am C D Am C-D-C-G-Am
Ain't no need to worry, there ain't no use to cry,
Am C D Am C-D-C-Am
'cause I'll be comin' home soon, to keep you satisfied.
Am C D Am C-D-C-Am
You know I get so lonely, that I feel I can't go on,
Am C D Am C-D-C-Am
but it feels so good inside, babe, just to call you on the telephone.
CHORUS
Am C D Am C-D-C-Am
Ooh, baby, I love ya', what more can I say?
Am C D Am C-D-C-Am
Ooh, baby, I need you, I miss you more every day.
(one verse solo)
(cymbals)
Am C D Am C-D-C-G-Am
I woke up early this morning, and the sun came shinin' down,
Am C D Am C-D-C-Am
and it found me wishin' and hopin', Mame, you could be around.
Am C D Am C-D-C-Am
You know I need ya', more than the air I breathe,
Am C D Am C-D-C-Am
but I guess I'm tryin' to tell ya', just what you mean to me.
(Chorus)
(Solo)
Am C D Am C-D-C-Am
I'm tryin' to tell ya' I love ya', in each and every way.
Am C D Am C-D-C-Am
I'm tryin' to tell you I need you, much more than just a piece of lay.
(Chorus)
(Solo out)
Mississippi Kid Tom: E
E
I got my pistols in my pocket boys, I'm
I'm Alabamy bound.
A
I got my pistols in my pocket boys, I'm
E
I'm Alabamy bound.
B7 A E
Well I'm not lookin' for no trouble but, nobody dogs me 'round.
E
Now I'm goin' to fetch my woman people,
Tri-Cities here I come.
A
Now I'm goin' to fetch my woman people,
E
Troy City here I come.
B7 A E
'Cause she was raised up on that cornbread, I know that woman gimmie some.
E
Oh when the Kid hits Alabama people,
don't you try to dog him 'round.
A
Oh when the Kid hits Alabama people,
E
don't you try to dog him 'round.
B7 A E
'Cause if you people cause me trouble, Lord I got to put you in the ground.
E
Well I was born in Mississippi baby,
I don't take any stuff from you.
A
Well I was born in Mississippi baby,
E
I don't take any stuff from you.
B7 A E
And if I hit you on the head boy, it's got to make it black and blue.
E
Oh I'm goin' to Alabama,
got my pistols out by my side.
A
Oh I'm goin' to Alabama,
E
got my pistols out by my side.
B7 A E
'Cause down in Alabama you can run, but you sure can't hide.
The needle and the Spoon Tom: D
D C F
Thirty days, lord and, thirty nights,
D C F
I'm comin' home on an airplane flight.
D C F
Momma standin' at the ticket line,
D C F
Tell me son why do you stand there cryin'?
D F C G
It was the needle, and a spoon, and a trip, to the moon,
D C F D
took me away.
D C F
I been feelin' so sick inside.
D C F
Got to get better lord before I die.
D C F
Seven doctors couldn't help my head, they said,
D C F
you better quit it son before you're dead.
D F C G
With the needle, and the spoon, with a trip, to the moon,
D C F D
They'll take you away.
D C F
I've seen a lot of people who thought they were cool.
D C F
Then again lord, I seen a lot of fools.
D C F
I hope the people lord can hear what I say,
D C F
you'll have your chance to hit it someday.
D F C G
Don't mess with the needle, or a spoon, any trip, to the moon,
D
they'll take you away.
Simple kind of Man Tom: C
C G Am
Momma told me, when I was young,
C G Am
"Sit beside me, my only son,
C G Am
and listen closely, to what I say,
C G Am
and if you do this, it'll help you some sunny day.
C G Am
Oh take your time, don't live too fast.
C G Am
Troubles will come, and they will pass.
C G Am
You'll find a woman, and you'll find love.
C G Am
And don't forget son, there is someone up above.
CHORUS:
C G Am
And be a simple, kind of man.
C G Am
Well be something, you'll love and understand.
C G Am
Baby be a simple, kind of man.
C G Am
Oh won't you do this, for me son, if you can.
C G Am
Forget your lust, for the rich man's gold.
C G Am
All that you need, is in your soul.
C G Am
Oh you can do this, if you try.
C G Am
All that I want for you my son, is to be satisfied.
(Chorus)
C G Am
Oh don't you worry, you'll find yourself.
C G Am
Follow your heart, and nothin' else.
C G Am
Oh you can do this for me, if you try.
C G Am
All that I want for you my son, is to be satisfied.
(Chorus)
Whiskey rock N Roller Tom: D
D C G D
I'm headin' down the highway, got my suitcase by my side.
C G D
Blue skies hangin' over my head, I got 500 miles to ride.
G D G D
I'm goin' down to Memphis town, to play a late night show.
G D F G D
I hope the people are ready there, 'cause the boys are ready to go.
CHORUS:
G D G D
Well I'm a whiskey rock n roller, that's what I am.
G D F G D
Women, whiskey, and miles-a-travelin', that's all I understand.
D C G D
Yes I was born a travelin' man, and my feet still party around.
C G D
I don't care for fancy music, if my shoes can't shuffle around.
G D G D
I got a hundred women or more, and there's no place I call home.
G D F G D
The only time I'm satisfied, is when I'm on the road.
(Chorus)
BRIDGE:
G D G D
Sometimes I wonder, where would we go?
G D F G D
Lord don't you take away my, whiskey and rock and roll.
D C G D
A-take me down to Memphis town, bus driver take me there.
C G D
I got me a queenie, she got long brown curly hair.
G D G D
She likes to drink up and down, and her shoes do shuffle around.
G D F G D
And every time I see that girl, lord she wants to lay me down.
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
D C G F D......