BJ The DJ Chords by Big Tom
Tempo:
85.9 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
D
Fm
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [C] [F]
A story about a pal of mine, he walked down near the Georgia line, DJ in a little [C] country station.
Everybody loved him dear, cause he played what they liked to hear.
He built himself up quite [F] a reputation.
At record tops he'd stay out late, and his mom would always wait, to see if he had made
it [C] home alive.
She warned against his loss of sleep, and driving fast in that old heap, and that he'd
have to be at work [F] by five.
DJ, the DJ, here living [C] much too fast, and if you don't change your ways, don't see [F] how
you can last.
Every morning just past four, from the driveway he would roar, overslept and he [C] was late again.
And at breakneck speed he'd drive, to sign the station on at five, he had lots of [F] records
he must spin.
Mom sat by the radio, until his voice told her hello, she knew then he'd made [C] it there alright.
Then she'd say a little prayer, he was safe cause he was there, and she'd wait up for
him [F] again tonight.
Then one cold and rainy morning, all four tyres were badly worn, but he scratched off
then just as [C] fast as time.
DJ had a lot of nerves, but he completely missed the curve, and he signed off down near
the [F] Georgia line.
Mom sat by the radio, the voice she heard she didn't know, DJ's never been this [C] late before.
But with the road so bad and odd, she'd wait a while before she'd call, and then she heard
the knock upon [F] the door.
DJ, DJ, [C] only twenty four, a record ninety miles an hour, he'll spin [D] the [C] hits no [F] [Fm] more.
[G] [F] [Dm]
A story about a pal of mine, he walked down near the Georgia line, DJ in a little [C] country station.
Everybody loved him dear, cause he played what they liked to hear.
He built himself up quite [F] a reputation.
At record tops he'd stay out late, and his mom would always wait, to see if he had made
it [C] home alive.
She warned against his loss of sleep, and driving fast in that old heap, and that he'd
have to be at work [F] by five.
DJ, the DJ, here living [C] much too fast, and if you don't change your ways, don't see [F] how
you can last.
Every morning just past four, from the driveway he would roar, overslept and he [C] was late again.
And at breakneck speed he'd drive, to sign the station on at five, he had lots of [F] records
he must spin.
Mom sat by the radio, until his voice told her hello, she knew then he'd made [C] it there alright.
Then she'd say a little prayer, he was safe cause he was there, and she'd wait up for
him [F] again tonight.
Then one cold and rainy morning, all four tyres were badly worn, but he scratched off
then just as [C] fast as time.
DJ had a lot of nerves, but he completely missed the curve, and he signed off down near
the [F] Georgia line.
Mom sat by the radio, the voice she heard she didn't know, DJ's never been this [C] late before.
But with the road so bad and odd, she'd wait a while before she'd call, and then she heard
the knock upon [F] the door.
DJ, DJ, [C] only twenty four, a record ninety miles an hour, he'll spin [D] the [C] hits no [F] [Fm] more.
[G] [F] [Dm]
Key:
F
C
D
Fm
G
F
C
D
[F] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
A story about a pal of mine, he walked down near the Georgia line, DJ in a little [C] country station. _
_ Everybody loved him dear, cause he played what they liked to hear.
He built himself up quite [F] a reputation. _
At record tops he'd stay out late, and his mom would always wait, to see if he had made
it [C] home alive. _
She warned against his loss of sleep, and driving fast in that old heap, and that he'd
have to be at work [F] by five. _ _
DJ, the DJ, here living [C] much too fast, and if you don't change your ways, don't see [F] how
you can last. _
_ Every morning just past four, from the driveway he would roar, overslept and he [C] was late again. _
_ And at breakneck speed he'd drive, to sign the station on at five, he had lots of [F] records
he must spin. _
_ Mom sat by the radio, until his voice told her hello, she knew then he'd made [C] it there alright. _
_ Then she'd say a little prayer, he was safe cause he was there, and she'd wait up for
him [F] again tonight. _
_ Then one cold and rainy morning, all four tyres were badly worn, but he scratched off
then just as [C] fast as time. _
_ DJ had a lot of nerves, but he completely missed the curve, and he signed off down near
the [F] Georgia line. _
_ Mom sat by the radio, the voice she heard she didn't know, DJ's never been this [C] late before. _
But with the road so bad and odd, she'd wait a while before she'd call, and then she heard
the knock upon [F] the door. _
_ DJ, DJ, _ [C] only twenty four, a record ninety miles an hour, he'll spin [D] the [C] hits no [F] [Fm] more.
[G] _ [F] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
A story about a pal of mine, he walked down near the Georgia line, DJ in a little [C] country station. _
_ Everybody loved him dear, cause he played what they liked to hear.
He built himself up quite [F] a reputation. _
At record tops he'd stay out late, and his mom would always wait, to see if he had made
it [C] home alive. _
She warned against his loss of sleep, and driving fast in that old heap, and that he'd
have to be at work [F] by five. _ _
DJ, the DJ, here living [C] much too fast, and if you don't change your ways, don't see [F] how
you can last. _
_ Every morning just past four, from the driveway he would roar, overslept and he [C] was late again. _
_ And at breakneck speed he'd drive, to sign the station on at five, he had lots of [F] records
he must spin. _
_ Mom sat by the radio, until his voice told her hello, she knew then he'd made [C] it there alright. _
_ Then she'd say a little prayer, he was safe cause he was there, and she'd wait up for
him [F] again tonight. _
_ Then one cold and rainy morning, all four tyres were badly worn, but he scratched off
then just as [C] fast as time. _
_ DJ had a lot of nerves, but he completely missed the curve, and he signed off down near
the [F] Georgia line. _
_ Mom sat by the radio, the voice she heard she didn't know, DJ's never been this [C] late before. _
But with the road so bad and odd, she'd wait a while before she'd call, and then she heard
the knock upon [F] the door. _
_ DJ, DJ, _ [C] only twenty four, a record ninety miles an hour, he'll spin [D] the [C] hits no [F] [Fm] more.
[G] _ [F] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
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