Chords for Blue Notes
Tempo:
69.95 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
B
D
E
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
[A] [F#m]
[B] [F#m]
[B]
[F#m] This is my blues, [D] [B] cause I'm back down on my own [F#m] again.
This [D] is the blues I'm playing, [B]
[F#m] yes it's a fine old thing.
[D] [B] When the night is cold [F#m] and lonely.
This is the dollar [D] bill beat.
Was it the money that made me a [B] slavish?
Popping them pipes and I made it a habit.
Tore them pencils and severed them edges.
[F#m] That was exciting to me, I'm so excited to be.
Started with nothing we had to inspire the beat.
Niggas they flyer than me, I'm getting to it.
[D] Feel like the man, I got the plan.
I call the shooters, they hop in the van.
[B] Blur with the squad, get popped like a slant.
Popped like a perk, I'm going ham.
[F#m] I'm going crazy on niggas, too raving for niggas.
Too magic like I look a slant.
I'm in the kitchen compressing the burnt.
Take out the 9 and I sell it for 3.
Niggas [D] straight to the cooler, I'm busting and rolling.
The [D] light of the city, like the G03.
[E] I got the plug, you send them OT.
Y'all know these niggas, these niggas know me.
[F#m] Even though niggas they call me OT.
Y'all need a nigga but I put it down.
We was on it when it wasn't rare.
And all the side [F#] niggas want it, coming rare.
Stand over there my J.
Do me one favor.
[D] Take a few steps [B] back.
[F#m] And look at yourself.
Matter of fact, take yourself outside your body.
And then look at yourself.
And see how you playing yourself, nigga.
[D] [B] Congratulations.
It's the motherfucking Chasers.
[F#m] Yes it's us.
You feel me?
[D] We on it.
[F#m]
[D] [B]
[F#m]
[D] [B]
[F#m] I put a brick in it wishing well.
[Bm] Been through some shit and I'm sick of jail.
[D] No disease but I'm sick of cells.
Sick of tits in [E] a nigga's mouth.
[C#] Calling niggas just to get a bell.
I just seen a nigga [F#m] get a L.
Never coming home, minute on the phone.
Sick of tits seeing niggas fell.
Sick of tits seeing niggas loose.
Sending like we trying to get to hell.
Yes it's us.
[D] [B] And cause I'm back down on my own [F#m] again.
This is the blues I'm playing.
[B]
[F#m] Yes it's a fine old thing.
When [D] [B] the night is [F#m] cold and lonely.
[A] [E]
This is [F#m] the midnight blues.
[A] [F#m]
[B] [F#m]
[B]
[F#m] This is my blues, [D] [B] cause I'm back down on my own [F#m] again.
This [D] is the blues I'm playing, [B]
[F#m] yes it's a fine old thing.
[D] [B] When the night is cold [F#m] and lonely.
This is the dollar [D] bill beat.
Was it the money that made me a [B] slavish?
Popping them pipes and I made it a habit.
Tore them pencils and severed them edges.
[F#m] That was exciting to me, I'm so excited to be.
Started with nothing we had to inspire the beat.
Niggas they flyer than me, I'm getting to it.
[D] Feel like the man, I got the plan.
I call the shooters, they hop in the van.
[B] Blur with the squad, get popped like a slant.
Popped like a perk, I'm going ham.
[F#m] I'm going crazy on niggas, too raving for niggas.
Too magic like I look a slant.
I'm in the kitchen compressing the burnt.
Take out the 9 and I sell it for 3.
Niggas [D] straight to the cooler, I'm busting and rolling.
The [D] light of the city, like the G03.
[E] I got the plug, you send them OT.
Y'all know these niggas, these niggas know me.
[F#m] Even though niggas they call me OT.
Y'all need a nigga but I put it down.
We was on it when it wasn't rare.
And all the side [F#] niggas want it, coming rare.
Stand over there my J.
Do me one favor.
[D] Take a few steps [B] back.
[F#m] And look at yourself.
Matter of fact, take yourself outside your body.
And then look at yourself.
And see how you playing yourself, nigga.
[D] [B] Congratulations.
It's the motherfucking Chasers.
[F#m] Yes it's us.
You feel me?
[D] We on it.
[F#m]
[D] [B]
[F#m]
[D] [B]
[F#m] I put a brick in it wishing well.
[Bm] Been through some shit and I'm sick of jail.
[D] No disease but I'm sick of cells.
Sick of tits in [E] a nigga's mouth.
[C#] Calling niggas just to get a bell.
I just seen a nigga [F#m] get a L.
Never coming home, minute on the phone.
Sick of tits seeing niggas fell.
Sick of tits seeing niggas loose.
Sending like we trying to get to hell.
Yes it's us.
[D] [B] And cause I'm back down on my own [F#m] again.
This is the blues I'm playing.
[B]
[F#m] Yes it's a fine old thing.
When [D] [B] the night is [F#m] cold and lonely.
[A] [E]
This is [F#m] the midnight blues.
Key:
F#m
B
D
E
A
F#m
B
D
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[F#m] This is my blues, _ _ _ [D] _ [B] cause I'm back down on my own [F#m] again. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ This [D] is the blues I'm playing, [B] _ _ _
[F#m] yes it's a fine old thing.
_ [D] _ [B] When the night is cold [F#m] and lonely. _ _ _ _ _
This is the dollar [D] bill beat.
Was it the money that made me a [B] slavish?
Popping them pipes and I made it a habit.
Tore them pencils and severed them edges.
[F#m] That was exciting to me, I'm so excited to be.
Started with nothing we had to inspire the beat.
Niggas they flyer than me, I'm getting to it.
[D] Feel like the man, I got the plan.
I call the shooters, they hop in the van.
[B] Blur with the squad, get popped like a slant.
Popped like a perk, I'm going ham.
[F#m] I'm going crazy on niggas, too raving for niggas.
Too magic like I look a slant.
I'm in the kitchen compressing the burnt.
Take out the 9 and I sell it for 3.
Niggas [D] straight to the cooler, I'm busting and rolling.
The [D] light of the city, like the G03.
[E] I got the plug, you send them OT.
Y'all know these niggas, these niggas know me.
[F#m] Even though niggas they call me OT.
Y'all need a nigga but I put it down.
We was on it when it wasn't rare.
And all the side [F#] niggas want it, coming rare.
Stand over there my J.
Do me one favor.
[D] Take a few steps [B] back.
_ [F#m] And look at yourself.
Matter of fact, take yourself outside your body.
And then look at yourself.
And see how you playing yourself, nigga.
[D] _ [B] Congratulations.
It's the motherfucking Chasers.
[F#m] Yes it's us.
You feel me?
_ _ [D] _ We on it.
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ I put a brick in it wishing well.
[Bm] Been through some shit and I'm sick of jail.
[D] No disease but I'm sick of cells.
Sick of tits in [E] a nigga's mouth.
[C#] Calling niggas just to get a bell.
I just seen a nigga [F#m] get a L.
Never coming home, minute on the phone.
Sick of tits seeing niggas fell.
Sick of tits seeing niggas loose.
Sending like we trying to get to hell.
Yes it's us.
_ _ _ [D] _ [B] And cause I'm back down on my own [F#m] again. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ This is the blues I'm playing.
[B] _ _ _
[F#m] Yes it's a fine old thing.
When [D] _ [B] the night is [F#m] cold and lonely. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
This is [F#m] the midnight blues. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[F#m] This is my blues, _ _ _ [D] _ [B] cause I'm back down on my own [F#m] again. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ This [D] is the blues I'm playing, [B] _ _ _
[F#m] yes it's a fine old thing.
_ [D] _ [B] When the night is cold [F#m] and lonely. _ _ _ _ _
This is the dollar [D] bill beat.
Was it the money that made me a [B] slavish?
Popping them pipes and I made it a habit.
Tore them pencils and severed them edges.
[F#m] That was exciting to me, I'm so excited to be.
Started with nothing we had to inspire the beat.
Niggas they flyer than me, I'm getting to it.
[D] Feel like the man, I got the plan.
I call the shooters, they hop in the van.
[B] Blur with the squad, get popped like a slant.
Popped like a perk, I'm going ham.
[F#m] I'm going crazy on niggas, too raving for niggas.
Too magic like I look a slant.
I'm in the kitchen compressing the burnt.
Take out the 9 and I sell it for 3.
Niggas [D] straight to the cooler, I'm busting and rolling.
The [D] light of the city, like the G03.
[E] I got the plug, you send them OT.
Y'all know these niggas, these niggas know me.
[F#m] Even though niggas they call me OT.
Y'all need a nigga but I put it down.
We was on it when it wasn't rare.
And all the side [F#] niggas want it, coming rare.
Stand over there my J.
Do me one favor.
[D] Take a few steps [B] back.
_ [F#m] And look at yourself.
Matter of fact, take yourself outside your body.
And then look at yourself.
And see how you playing yourself, nigga.
[D] _ [B] Congratulations.
It's the motherfucking Chasers.
[F#m] Yes it's us.
You feel me?
_ _ [D] _ We on it.
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ I put a brick in it wishing well.
[Bm] Been through some shit and I'm sick of jail.
[D] No disease but I'm sick of cells.
Sick of tits in [E] a nigga's mouth.
[C#] Calling niggas just to get a bell.
I just seen a nigga [F#m] get a L.
Never coming home, minute on the phone.
Sick of tits seeing niggas fell.
Sick of tits seeing niggas loose.
Sending like we trying to get to hell.
Yes it's us.
_ _ _ [D] _ [B] And cause I'm back down on my own [F#m] again. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ This is the blues I'm playing.
[B] _ _ _
[F#m] Yes it's a fine old thing.
When [D] _ [B] the night is [F#m] cold and lonely. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
This is [F#m] the midnight blues. _ _ _ _ _