Chords for Applejack
Tempo:
102.15 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
E
G
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Dm] [D]
I'm not the sort to fall easily in love, no, [G] they're few and far [Gm] between to catch [D] my eye.
But when she walked up with that smile and how to do my tongue [E]-tied knots, I didn't know that it [A] could tie.
[D] She's gorgeous, pragmatic, industrious, and kind, [G] downright [Gm] radiates [D] agrarian allure.
[A] [D] If there was a contest [F#] for winsome country class, I'd be [E] a bright blue [G] ribbon headed straight [D] to her.
Blonde, freckled, and green eye, my heart is hog-tied, that twang is knocking me out.
Take [A] me on down to your farm, girl, turn on your charm, girl, that country-fied charisma is what I'm all about.
[G] [D]
[E] [A] [G] [D]
[E]
[D] My, [A] oh my, [E] she's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that [D] ain't.
Sweet as [A] apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will [A] never want no [E] other, I do [F#m] declare.
[D] There is none who [A] holds a candle [E] on the side of [A] anywhere.
[G] [A] [D] She's not afraid of a little sweat and mud, she's [G] got my heartbeat [Gm] in a steady [D] pitter-pat.
No fuss, no pretense, an area complaint, I swear [E] she hides a halo neat that's [A] dancing hair.
[G] [D] Caring, devoted, and level-headed, and good [G] lord, a king [Gm] is a gift from [D] the divine.
[A] [D] Oh, tell me that she [F#] feels the same way [Bm] that I do, I'll [E] be her sugar [Gm] cube, she'll be my [D] valentine.
Blonde, freckled, and green eye, my heart is hog-tied, that twang is knocking me out.
[F] Take [A] me on down to your farm, girl, turn on your charm, girl, that country [D]-fied charisma [E] is what I'm all about.
[D] My, [A] oh my, [E] she's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that [D] ain't.
Sweet as [A] apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will [A] never want no [E] other, I do [F#m] declare.
[D] There is none who [A] holds a candle [E] on the side of [D] anywhere.
[C] [E]
[D] [C]
[E] [D]
[Am] [F]
[G] [D]
My, [A]
[G] [D]
[E] [A] [G] [D]
[E]
[D] [A] oh my, [E] girl's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that ain't.
[D] Sweet [A] as apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will never want [E] no other, I do [F#m] declare.
[A] There is [D] none who holds a candle [E] on the side of [A] anywhere.
[A]
I'm not the sort to fall easily in love, no, [G] they're few and far [Gm] between to catch [D] my eye.
But when she walked up with that smile and how to do my tongue [E]-tied knots, I didn't know that it [A] could tie.
[D] She's gorgeous, pragmatic, industrious, and kind, [G] downright [Gm] radiates [D] agrarian allure.
[A] [D] If there was a contest [F#] for winsome country class, I'd be [E] a bright blue [G] ribbon headed straight [D] to her.
Blonde, freckled, and green eye, my heart is hog-tied, that twang is knocking me out.
Take [A] me on down to your farm, girl, turn on your charm, girl, that country-fied charisma is what I'm all about.
[G] [D]
[E] [A] [G] [D]
[E]
[D] My, [A] oh my, [E] she's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that [D] ain't.
Sweet as [A] apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will [A] never want no [E] other, I do [F#m] declare.
[D] There is none who [A] holds a candle [E] on the side of [A] anywhere.
[G] [A] [D] She's not afraid of a little sweat and mud, she's [G] got my heartbeat [Gm] in a steady [D] pitter-pat.
No fuss, no pretense, an area complaint, I swear [E] she hides a halo neat that's [A] dancing hair.
[G] [D] Caring, devoted, and level-headed, and good [G] lord, a king [Gm] is a gift from [D] the divine.
[A] [D] Oh, tell me that she [F#] feels the same way [Bm] that I do, I'll [E] be her sugar [Gm] cube, she'll be my [D] valentine.
Blonde, freckled, and green eye, my heart is hog-tied, that twang is knocking me out.
[F] Take [A] me on down to your farm, girl, turn on your charm, girl, that country [D]-fied charisma [E] is what I'm all about.
[D] My, [A] oh my, [E] she's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that [D] ain't.
Sweet as [A] apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will [A] never want no [E] other, I do [F#m] declare.
[D] There is none who [A] holds a candle [E] on the side of [D] anywhere.
[C] [E]
[D] [C]
[E] [D]
[Am] [F]
[G] [D]
My, [A]
[G] [D]
[E] [A] [G] [D]
[E]
[D] [A] oh my, [E] girl's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that ain't.
[D] Sweet [A] as apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will never want [E] no other, I do [F#m] declare.
[A] There is [D] none who holds a candle [E] on the side of [A] anywhere.
[A]
Key:
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F#m
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_ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm not the sort to fall easily in love, no, [G] they're few and far [Gm] between to catch [D] my eye.
_ But when she walked up with that smile and how to do my tongue [E]-tied knots, I didn't know that it [A] could tie.
_ [D] She's gorgeous, pragmatic, industrious, and kind, [G] downright [Gm] radiates [D] agrarian allure.
[A] _ [D] If there was a contest [F#] for winsome country class, I'd be [E] a bright blue [G] ribbon headed straight [D] to her.
_ _ Blonde, freckled, and green eye, my heart is hog-tied, that twang is knocking me out.
Take [A] me on down to your farm, girl, turn on your charm, girl, that country-fied charisma is what I'm all about.
[G] _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] My, [A] oh my, [E] she's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that [D] ain't.
Sweet as [A] apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will [A] never want no [E] other, I do [F#m] declare.
[D] There is none who [A] holds a candle [E] on the side of [A] anywhere. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] She's not afraid of a little sweat and mud, she's [G] got my heartbeat [Gm] in a steady [D] pitter-pat.
_ _ No fuss, no pretense, an area complaint, I swear [E] she hides a halo neat that's [A] dancing hair.
[G] _ _ [D] Caring, devoted, and level-headed, and good [G] lord, a king [Gm] is a gift from [D] the divine.
[A] _ [D] Oh, tell me that she [F#] feels the same way [Bm] that I do, I'll [E] be her sugar [Gm] cube, she'll be my [D] valentine.
_ _ Blonde, freckled, and green eye, my heart is hog-tied, that twang is knocking me out.
[F] Take [A] me on down to your farm, girl, turn on your charm, girl, that country [D]-fied charisma [E] is what I'm all about.
[D] My, [A] oh my, [E] she's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that [D] ain't.
Sweet as [A] apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will [A] never want no [E] other, I do [F#m] declare.
[D] There is none who [A] holds a candle [E] on the side of [D] anywhere. _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ My, _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ [A] oh my, [E] girl's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that ain't.
[D] Sweet [A] as apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will never want [E] no other, I do [F#m] declare.
_ _ [A] There is [D] none who holds a candle [E] on the side of _ _ [A] anywhere. _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm not the sort to fall easily in love, no, [G] they're few and far [Gm] between to catch [D] my eye.
_ But when she walked up with that smile and how to do my tongue [E]-tied knots, I didn't know that it [A] could tie.
_ [D] She's gorgeous, pragmatic, industrious, and kind, [G] downright [Gm] radiates [D] agrarian allure.
[A] _ [D] If there was a contest [F#] for winsome country class, I'd be [E] a bright blue [G] ribbon headed straight [D] to her.
_ _ Blonde, freckled, and green eye, my heart is hog-tied, that twang is knocking me out.
Take [A] me on down to your farm, girl, turn on your charm, girl, that country-fied charisma is what I'm all about.
[G] _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] My, [A] oh my, [E] she's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that [D] ain't.
Sweet as [A] apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will [A] never want no [E] other, I do [F#m] declare.
[D] There is none who [A] holds a candle [E] on the side of [A] anywhere. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] She's not afraid of a little sweat and mud, she's [G] got my heartbeat [Gm] in a steady [D] pitter-pat.
_ _ No fuss, no pretense, an area complaint, I swear [E] she hides a halo neat that's [A] dancing hair.
[G] _ _ [D] Caring, devoted, and level-headed, and good [G] lord, a king [Gm] is a gift from [D] the divine.
[A] _ [D] Oh, tell me that she [F#] feels the same way [Bm] that I do, I'll [E] be her sugar [Gm] cube, she'll be my [D] valentine.
_ _ Blonde, freckled, and green eye, my heart is hog-tied, that twang is knocking me out.
[F] Take [A] me on down to your farm, girl, turn on your charm, girl, that country [D]-fied charisma [E] is what I'm all about.
[D] My, [A] oh my, [E] she's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that [D] ain't.
Sweet as [A] apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will [A] never want no [E] other, I do [F#m] declare.
[D] There is none who [A] holds a candle [E] on the side of [D] anywhere. _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
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_ My, _ [A] _ _ _ _
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[E] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ [A] oh my, [E] girl's a down-home [F#m] southern saint, [D] she tells it [A] like it is and [E] won't go saying [A] things that ain't.
[D] Sweet [A] as apple cider [C#] and with spice [F#m] enough to spare, [D] and I will never want [E] no other, I do [F#m] declare.
_ _ [A] There is [D] none who holds a candle [E] on the side of _ _ [A] anywhere. _
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