Chords for Angry Johnny And The Killbillies "Creepy Pete"
Tempo:
107 bpm
Chords used:
Em
D
G
C
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [E]
These [Em] Berkshire Road to life things won't [G] think the innest kind.
[C] If it's the place you're gonna [D] race, good luck crossing the finish [Em] line.
The race starts down at Dewey's, [G] three bourbons and a beer,
[Am] and a [D] handful of infatimated [Em] mains that chase away your fear.
[C] The race goes round the [G] reservoir ten miles up your [D] hill.
Haven't been a lot of winners, [Em] not too many left to tell.
[C] Only rule is be the [G] first to make it back [D] alive.
Put your money on the [Em] bargain and the car will drive.
My brother took on Creepy, [G] one lonely year before.
[C] There's a cross out there on [D] Pickle Creek next to Mangle Ford.
[Em] Oh, Creepy crossed the finish [G] line, a smile on his face.
[D] Said, what's it like?
My brother [Em] had no business in this race.
[C] So here we are on [G] Halloween, one year after the day.
[D] Creepy Pete is a go to [Em] me, says I'm afraid to play.
[C] Says I'm just like my brother, [G] that poor fool just couldn't [D] drive.
Tell him if he's got [Em] balls, just take a little ride.
Samantha begs me not to [G] go, see Pete, he's never lost.
[C] Eleven times the finish [D] line, oh, Creepy Pete has crossed.
[Em] Your brother was a blast, Pete [G] says, but you'll be much more fun.
[D] He hops in his Camaro, [Em] Dewey raised up his gun.
[C] Shot rings out, I say a [G] prayer, I put it to the floor.
[D] I've run this race inside my [Em] head a million times before.
[C] That Chevy pulls ahead of [G] my old 67 [D] Ford.
Got the devil on a [Em] salad, hope I got the Lord.
I take the moment first [G] turn, he hits me in the side.
[C] He's laughing louder than he [D] laughed the night my brother died.
[Em] He barrel up through Shiner [G] Ridge, he hits me hard this time.
[D] He tries to pull my Galaxy [Em] into a row of pies.
[C] We're heading for the one ring [G] bridge where my brother cashed in.
[D] My 390 is knocking, [Em] but I keep them by the end.
[C] Oh, Creepy isn't smiling [G] now, he looks a little scared.
[D] Hell, this is for Rick, you rotten prick, as he sails [Em] through the air.
When that Chevy hit that maple [G] man, he should have heard the sound.
[C] They say that you could hear it [D] seven miles back in town.
[Em] Should have seen their faces [G] when they saw my smoking Ford.
[D] Flipping across the finish [Em] line, a John's gone to store.
[C] He's a Berkshire Rose with lots of [G] things, one thing that ain't his kind.
[D] Creepy Pete is gone, but [Em] he's a dozen Ford down.
[C] And me, I am [G] retired, but I gotta thank the Lord.
[D] Let the devil have his Chevy, [Em] thank God Jesus loves his Ford.
He's a Berkshire Rose with lots of things, one [G] thing that ain't his kind.
[C] This place you're gonna [D] race, flip across the finish [Em] line.
The race starts down at Dewey's, [G] three bourbons and a beer.
[D] And a handful of unfettered [Em] mains that chase away your fear.
[D] [Em]
[D] [Em]
[D]
[Em] [A]
[Em]
[E]
These [Em] Berkshire Road to life things won't [G] think the innest kind.
[C] If it's the place you're gonna [D] race, good luck crossing the finish [Em] line.
The race starts down at Dewey's, [G] three bourbons and a beer,
[Am] and a [D] handful of infatimated [Em] mains that chase away your fear.
[C] The race goes round the [G] reservoir ten miles up your [D] hill.
Haven't been a lot of winners, [Em] not too many left to tell.
[C] Only rule is be the [G] first to make it back [D] alive.
Put your money on the [Em] bargain and the car will drive.
My brother took on Creepy, [G] one lonely year before.
[C] There's a cross out there on [D] Pickle Creek next to Mangle Ford.
[Em] Oh, Creepy crossed the finish [G] line, a smile on his face.
[D] Said, what's it like?
My brother [Em] had no business in this race.
[C] So here we are on [G] Halloween, one year after the day.
[D] Creepy Pete is a go to [Em] me, says I'm afraid to play.
[C] Says I'm just like my brother, [G] that poor fool just couldn't [D] drive.
Tell him if he's got [Em] balls, just take a little ride.
Samantha begs me not to [G] go, see Pete, he's never lost.
[C] Eleven times the finish [D] line, oh, Creepy Pete has crossed.
[Em] Your brother was a blast, Pete [G] says, but you'll be much more fun.
[D] He hops in his Camaro, [Em] Dewey raised up his gun.
[C] Shot rings out, I say a [G] prayer, I put it to the floor.
[D] I've run this race inside my [Em] head a million times before.
[C] That Chevy pulls ahead of [G] my old 67 [D] Ford.
Got the devil on a [Em] salad, hope I got the Lord.
I take the moment first [G] turn, he hits me in the side.
[C] He's laughing louder than he [D] laughed the night my brother died.
[Em] He barrel up through Shiner [G] Ridge, he hits me hard this time.
[D] He tries to pull my Galaxy [Em] into a row of pies.
[C] We're heading for the one ring [G] bridge where my brother cashed in.
[D] My 390 is knocking, [Em] but I keep them by the end.
[C] Oh, Creepy isn't smiling [G] now, he looks a little scared.
[D] Hell, this is for Rick, you rotten prick, as he sails [Em] through the air.
When that Chevy hit that maple [G] man, he should have heard the sound.
[C] They say that you could hear it [D] seven miles back in town.
[Em] Should have seen their faces [G] when they saw my smoking Ford.
[D] Flipping across the finish [Em] line, a John's gone to store.
[C] He's a Berkshire Rose with lots of [G] things, one thing that ain't his kind.
[D] Creepy Pete is gone, but [Em] he's a dozen Ford down.
[C] And me, I am [G] retired, but I gotta thank the Lord.
[D] Let the devil have his Chevy, [Em] thank God Jesus loves his Ford.
He's a Berkshire Rose with lots of things, one [G] thing that ain't his kind.
[C] This place you're gonna [D] race, flip across the finish [Em] line.
The race starts down at Dewey's, [G] three bourbons and a beer.
[D] And a handful of unfettered [Em] mains that chase away your fear.
[D] [Em]
[D] [Em]
[D]
[Em] [A]
[Em]
[E]
Key:
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These [Em] Berkshire Road to life things won't [G] think the innest kind.
[C] If it's the place you're gonna [D] race, good luck crossing the finish [Em] line.
The race starts down at Dewey's, [G] three bourbons and a beer,
[Am] and a [D] handful of infatimated [Em] mains that chase away your fear.
[C] The race goes round the [G] reservoir ten miles up your [D] hill.
Haven't been a lot of winners, [Em] not too many left to tell.
[C] Only rule is be the [G] first to make it back [D] alive.
Put your money on the [Em] bargain and the car will drive.
_ _ _ My brother took on Creepy, [G] one lonely year before.
[C] There's a cross out there on [D] Pickle Creek next to Mangle Ford.
[Em] Oh, Creepy crossed the finish [G] line, a smile on his face.
[D] Said, what's it like?
My brother [Em] had no business in this race.
[C] So here we are on [G] Halloween, one year after the day.
[D] Creepy Pete is a go to [Em] me, says I'm afraid to play.
[C] Says I'm just like my brother, [G] that poor fool just couldn't [D] drive.
Tell him if he's got [Em] balls, just take a little ride. _ _ _
Samantha begs me not to [G] go, see Pete, he's never lost.
[C] Eleven times the finish [D] line, oh, Creepy Pete has crossed.
[Em] Your brother was a blast, Pete [G] says, but you'll be much more fun.
[D] He hops in his Camaro, [Em] Dewey raised up his gun.
[C] Shot rings out, I say a [G] prayer, I put it to the floor.
[D] I've run this race inside my [Em] head a million times before.
[C] That Chevy pulls ahead of [G] my old 67 [D] Ford.
Got the devil on a [Em] salad, hope I got the Lord.
_ _ _ I take the moment first [G] turn, he hits me in the side.
[C] He's laughing louder than he [D] laughed the night my brother died.
[Em] He barrel up through Shiner [G] Ridge, he hits me hard this time.
[D] He tries to pull my Galaxy [Em] into a row of pies.
[C] We're heading for the one ring [G] bridge where my brother cashed in.
[D] My 390 is knocking, [Em] but I keep them by the end.
[C] Oh, Creepy isn't smiling [G] now, he looks a little scared.
[D] Hell, this is for Rick, you rotten prick, as he sails [Em] through the air. _
_ _ _ When that Chevy hit that maple [G] man, he should have heard the sound.
[C] They say that you could hear it [D] seven miles back in town.
[Em] Should have seen their faces [G] when they saw my smoking Ford.
[D] Flipping across the finish [Em] line, a John's gone to store.
[C] He's a Berkshire Rose with lots of [G] things, one thing that ain't his kind.
[D] Creepy Pete is gone, but [Em] he's a dozen Ford down.
[C] And me, I am [G] retired, but I gotta thank the Lord.
[D] Let the devil have his Chevy, [Em] thank God Jesus loves his Ford. _ _
He's a Berkshire Rose with lots of things, one [G] thing that ain't his kind.
[C] This place you're gonna [D] race, flip across the finish [Em] line.
The race starts down at Dewey's, [G] three bourbons and a beer.
[D] And a handful of unfettered [Em] mains that chase away your fear.
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These [Em] Berkshire Road to life things won't [G] think the innest kind.
[C] If it's the place you're gonna [D] race, good luck crossing the finish [Em] line.
The race starts down at Dewey's, [G] three bourbons and a beer,
[Am] and a [D] handful of infatimated [Em] mains that chase away your fear.
[C] The race goes round the [G] reservoir ten miles up your [D] hill.
Haven't been a lot of winners, [Em] not too many left to tell.
[C] Only rule is be the [G] first to make it back [D] alive.
Put your money on the [Em] bargain and the car will drive.
_ _ _ My brother took on Creepy, [G] one lonely year before.
[C] There's a cross out there on [D] Pickle Creek next to Mangle Ford.
[Em] Oh, Creepy crossed the finish [G] line, a smile on his face.
[D] Said, what's it like?
My brother [Em] had no business in this race.
[C] So here we are on [G] Halloween, one year after the day.
[D] Creepy Pete is a go to [Em] me, says I'm afraid to play.
[C] Says I'm just like my brother, [G] that poor fool just couldn't [D] drive.
Tell him if he's got [Em] balls, just take a little ride. _ _ _
Samantha begs me not to [G] go, see Pete, he's never lost.
[C] Eleven times the finish [D] line, oh, Creepy Pete has crossed.
[Em] Your brother was a blast, Pete [G] says, but you'll be much more fun.
[D] He hops in his Camaro, [Em] Dewey raised up his gun.
[C] Shot rings out, I say a [G] prayer, I put it to the floor.
[D] I've run this race inside my [Em] head a million times before.
[C] That Chevy pulls ahead of [G] my old 67 [D] Ford.
Got the devil on a [Em] salad, hope I got the Lord.
_ _ _ I take the moment first [G] turn, he hits me in the side.
[C] He's laughing louder than he [D] laughed the night my brother died.
[Em] He barrel up through Shiner [G] Ridge, he hits me hard this time.
[D] He tries to pull my Galaxy [Em] into a row of pies.
[C] We're heading for the one ring [G] bridge where my brother cashed in.
[D] My 390 is knocking, [Em] but I keep them by the end.
[C] Oh, Creepy isn't smiling [G] now, he looks a little scared.
[D] Hell, this is for Rick, you rotten prick, as he sails [Em] through the air. _
_ _ _ When that Chevy hit that maple [G] man, he should have heard the sound.
[C] They say that you could hear it [D] seven miles back in town.
[Em] Should have seen their faces [G] when they saw my smoking Ford.
[D] Flipping across the finish [Em] line, a John's gone to store.
[C] He's a Berkshire Rose with lots of [G] things, one thing that ain't his kind.
[D] Creepy Pete is gone, but [Em] he's a dozen Ford down.
[C] And me, I am [G] retired, but I gotta thank the Lord.
[D] Let the devil have his Chevy, [Em] thank God Jesus loves his Ford. _ _
He's a Berkshire Rose with lots of things, one [G] thing that ain't his kind.
[C] This place you're gonna [D] race, flip across the finish [Em] line.
The race starts down at Dewey's, [G] three bourbons and a beer.
[D] And a handful of unfettered [Em] mains that chase away your fear.
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