Haggard Merle

29 пісень

Verse 1: Em A7 D We can call Mrs. Johnson to keep the kids a day or two. Em A7 D Take the early flight to Florida, just t

Verse 1: F A# I'm tired of this dirty old city. F C Entirely too much work and never enough play. F A# And I'm tired of these dirty old sidewa

D Each night I leave the barroom when it's over A7 Not feeling any pain at closing time A7 But tonight you memory found me much to sober D Couldn't drink

G C G I'd like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am D But they won't let my secret go untold G C G

G A7 D7 G My little Cherokee Maiden, I love her so. And tho we're far apart, D7 G A7 D7 I know I'll never be tradin' my love fo

Verse 1: D A7 I hear people talking bad about the way they have to live here in this country. D Barpin' on the wars we

D G I wish a buck was still silver, and it was back when the country was strong, A7 D Back before Elvis, and before the Vietnam war came a

Em: 022000 A7: 002020 Em/A: 3x2200 D6: x20202 D7: xx0212 D Em G D >From the sun years of the Fifties and the birth of rock and roll, A

CBoRUS CapO: 1st FrEt KEy: A# PLAy: A [A] BoLDiNG [E] TBiNGs [A] TOGetBEr Ain't no easy [A7] thing to [D] do When it comes to raisin' [A] children It's a job - meant for [E] two [A] Alice [E] please

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

A# F If We Make It Through December ev'rything's gonna be alright I know; F7 Gm7 C7 F It's the coldest time of winter and I shiver wh

G C D Down every road there's always one more city C D G I'm on the run, the highway is my home G C D I raised a lot of cane

Verse 1: G G7 C She was always there each time I needed you, G D7 holding on to me like I held on to you, G G7 C We s

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

Verse 1: D Memories and drinks don't mix too well. G And jukebox records don't play those wedding bells. C Starin' at the world through the bottom of a glass,

F A# Gm Dm A# The first time we met is a favorite mem'ry of mine. C7 They say time changes all it pertains to F But your memory is stronger th

Chorus: D G Cowboys and outlaws, right guys and southpaws, A Good dogs and all kinds of cats. D G Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs

Nobody?s Darling But Mine (D)Come sit by my side little (G)darlin?, Come (D)lay your cool (A)hand on my (D)brow, Promise me that you will (G)never, be (A)Nobody's Darlin' but (D)Mine, Nobody's Darl

E We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee; B7 We don't take our trips on LSD B7 We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street; E We like livin' right, and

Verse 1: A# D# A# There's a big, brown cloud in the city, And the country side's a sin. F The price of life is too high to

D# G# A#7 D# If you think you've had enough, if you think you're life's been rough, Fm A#7 D# Why not take your love light off of me?

E Silver wings shining in the sunlight F#m B Roaring engines headed somewhere in flight E They're taking you away, and leaving me lonely F#m B E Si

A E D A The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom A E I stood up to say good-bye like all the rest A E

That's The Way Love Goes Merle Haggard INTRO: --12-------------------------|-12--------------------------| --9-----------10--9----------|-9-----------10--9-----------| --9---9-

G C G D7 G Today I Started Loving You Again C G D7 G I'm right back where I've really always been; G7 C

D I lost my job in Saginaw G Working on the railroad D After twenty years A#m E7 A7 They just put me on the side D Now I'm hungry in the street G

D G D Valentine, won't you be my Valentine. Introduce your heart to mine. A7 D And be my Valentine. D G Summertime. We could run and play

Workin' Man Blues - Jed Zepplin Intro: A7 (8 bars) Verse1: A It's a big job just gettin' by with 9 kids and a wife I been a workin' man dang near all my life D7

D My legs and my feet G D Bave walked 'till they can't hardly move from tryin' to please you And my back is sore G E7 A7 From bendin' over backwards to just lay t