Chords for Boy From Oklahoma
Tempo:
133.6 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Bm
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] Traveling across the [G] country,
[A] playing on the circuit [D] line.
Sometimes I think [Bm] about a man who was [Em] here before [A] my time.
[G] Named for the 28th [D] president, [G] with the Guthrie tag to the [A] end.
[D] Born in Okima [A] shoes, with the Dust [G] Bowl blues,
a friend of the [D] working man.
[G]
[D] Now he was on partial [G] to New York buildings,
[A] and tried to touch the [D] sky.
West [C#] Virginia coal [Bm]
mines, [E] it took so many [A] lives.
[G] Oh, the way they drove the migrant [D] workers,
[G] back over into Mexico [A] way.
[D] And the scalps, [A] they run, [C]
they heard he'd [G] come.
And the bosses started [D] to pray.
[G] Just above from [A] Oklahoma, [D] on an [C#] endless one [Bm] night stand.
[G] Sponding and [A] rambling, [D] and drifting with the midnight [Bm] sand.
They [G] played the blues [A] and [D] ballads, and all that came between.
His [Em]
heart was in the [G] union, and [C] his soul was reaching [A] out for the servant's [D] dream.
[Am] [Em]
[D] [Am] [E] I [D] was talking to a man [G] that met him, [A] in a bar near [D] Provest town.
He said the [F#m] whole place [Bm] was a shaking, as he [E] was passing his songs [A] around.
[G] In between the two, a [D] friend asked him, [G] where he'd be when tomorrow [A] came.
[D] And he said to [A] his grin, [C] I put my thumb in the [G] wind, and I'm off down the road [D] again.
[G] Just above from [A] Oklahoma, [D] on an [F#m] endless one [B] night [Bm] stand.
I [G] wandered, [A] and I rambled, [D] and I [F#m] drifted with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] I played the blues [A] and the ballads, [D] and all [E] that comes between.
[G] [Em] My heart is in the [G] union, and my [C]
soul is reaching [A] out for the servant's dream.
[Am] [E]
[A] [Am] [Em] Now [D] you know that Woody [G] Guthrie is [A] dead and buried in the [D] ground.
But sometimes [F#m] I sing his [Bm] songs, and I get to [E] thinking that he's still [A] around.
[G] But for [Em] all that is fire [D] everlasting, [G] testify that his courts was [Am] run true.
[A] [D] And the rebelling [A] man's rears, [C] and the kingdom's [G] ears, but his songs are for me [D] and he.
Just [G] above from [E] Oklahoma, [A] [D] on an [F#m] endless one [Bm] night stand.
Wandering and [A] rambling, [D] and drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] [Am] [A]
[A] playing on the circuit [D] line.
Sometimes I think [Bm] about a man who was [Em] here before [A] my time.
[G] Named for the 28th [D] president, [G] with the Guthrie tag to the [A] end.
[D] Born in Okima [A] shoes, with the Dust [G] Bowl blues,
a friend of the [D] working man.
[G]
[D] Now he was on partial [G] to New York buildings,
[A] and tried to touch the [D] sky.
West [C#] Virginia coal [Bm]
mines, [E] it took so many [A] lives.
[G] Oh, the way they drove the migrant [D] workers,
[G] back over into Mexico [A] way.
[D] And the scalps, [A] they run, [C]
they heard he'd [G] come.
And the bosses started [D] to pray.
[G] Just above from [A] Oklahoma, [D] on an [C#] endless one [Bm] night stand.
[G] Sponding and [A] rambling, [D] and drifting with the midnight [Bm] sand.
They [G] played the blues [A] and [D] ballads, and all that came between.
His [Em]
heart was in the [G] union, and [C] his soul was reaching [A] out for the servant's [D] dream.
[Am] [Em]
[D] [Am] [E] I [D] was talking to a man [G] that met him, [A] in a bar near [D] Provest town.
He said the [F#m] whole place [Bm] was a shaking, as he [E] was passing his songs [A] around.
[G] In between the two, a [D] friend asked him, [G] where he'd be when tomorrow [A] came.
[D] And he said to [A] his grin, [C] I put my thumb in the [G] wind, and I'm off down the road [D] again.
[G] Just above from [A] Oklahoma, [D] on an [F#m] endless one [B] night [Bm] stand.
I [G] wandered, [A] and I rambled, [D] and I [F#m] drifted with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] I played the blues [A] and the ballads, [D] and all [E] that comes between.
[G] [Em] My heart is in the [G] union, and my [C]
soul is reaching [A] out for the servant's dream.
[Am] [E]
[A] [Am] [Em] Now [D] you know that Woody [G] Guthrie is [A] dead and buried in the [D] ground.
But sometimes [F#m] I sing his [Bm] songs, and I get to [E] thinking that he's still [A] around.
[G] But for [Em] all that is fire [D] everlasting, [G] testify that his courts was [Am] run true.
[A] [D] And the rebelling [A] man's rears, [C] and the kingdom's [G] ears, but his songs are for me [D] and he.
Just [G] above from [E] Oklahoma, [A] [D] on an [F#m] endless one [Bm] night stand.
Wandering and [A] rambling, [D] and drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] [Am] [A]
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[D] _ Traveling across the [G] country, _ _
[A] playing on the circuit [D] line. _ _
_ Sometimes I think [Bm] about a _ man who was [Em] here before [A] my time. _ _
[G] Named for the _ 28th [D] president, [G] with the Guthrie tag to the [A] _ end.
[D] Born in Okima _ [A] shoes, with the Dust [G] Bowl blues,
a friend of the [D] working man.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] Now he was on partial [G] to New York buildings,
[A] and tried to touch the [D] sky. _ _
West [C#] Virginia coal [Bm] _ _
mines, [E] it took so many [A] _ lives. _
[G] Oh, the way they drove the migrant [D] workers, _
[G] back over into Mexico [A] way. _
[D] And the scalps, [A] they run, _ [C]
they heard he'd [G] come.
And the bosses started [D] to pray. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Just above from _ [A] Oklahoma, _ [D] on an [C#] endless one [Bm] night _ stand.
[G] _ _ Sponding and [A] rambling, _ [D] and drifting with the midnight [Bm] sand.
_ They [G] played the blues [A] and _ _ [D] ballads, and all that came _ between.
_ His _ _ _ [Em]
heart was in the [G] union, and [C] his soul was reaching [A] out for the servant's [D] dream.
_ [Am] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [E] I [D] was talking to a man [G] that met him, _ [A] in a bar near [D] Provest town. _
He said the [F#m] whole place [Bm] was a shaking, as he [E] was passing his songs [A] around. _ _
[G] In between the two, a [D] friend asked him, [G] where he'd be when tomorrow [A] came. _
[D] And he said to [A] his grin, [C] I put my thumb in the [G] wind, and I'm off down the road [D] again. _ _ _ _ _
[G] Just above from _ [A] Oklahoma, _ [D] on an [F#m] endless one [B] night [Bm] stand.
I [G] _ _ wandered, [A] and I rambled, [D] and I [F#m] drifted with the [Bm] midnight sand.
_ [G] I played the blues [A] and the _ ballads, [D] and all [E] that comes between. _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Em] My heart is in the [G] union, and my [C]
soul is reaching [A] out for the servant's dream.
[Am] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] Now [D] you know that Woody [G] Guthrie is [A] dead and buried in the [D] ground. _ _
But sometimes [F#m] I sing his [Bm] songs, and I get to [E] thinking that he's still [A] around. _
[G] But for [Em] all that is fire [D] everlasting, _ _ [G] testify that his courts was [Am] run true.
[A] _ [D] And the rebelling [A] man's _ rears, [C] and the kingdom's [G] ears, but his songs are for me [D] and he. _ _ _ _ _
_ Just [G] above from _ [E] Oklahoma, _ [A] _ [D] on an [F#m] endless one [Bm] night stand.
_ _ _ _ Wandering and [A] rambling, _ [D] and drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] playing on the circuit [D] line. _ _
_ Sometimes I think [Bm] about a _ man who was [Em] here before [A] my time. _ _
[G] Named for the _ 28th [D] president, [G] with the Guthrie tag to the [A] _ end.
[D] Born in Okima _ [A] shoes, with the Dust [G] Bowl blues,
a friend of the [D] working man.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] Now he was on partial [G] to New York buildings,
[A] and tried to touch the [D] sky. _ _
West [C#] Virginia coal [Bm] _ _
mines, [E] it took so many [A] _ lives. _
[G] Oh, the way they drove the migrant [D] workers, _
[G] back over into Mexico [A] way. _
[D] And the scalps, [A] they run, _ [C]
they heard he'd [G] come.
And the bosses started [D] to pray. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Just above from _ [A] Oklahoma, _ [D] on an [C#] endless one [Bm] night _ stand.
[G] _ _ Sponding and [A] rambling, _ [D] and drifting with the midnight [Bm] sand.
_ They [G] played the blues [A] and _ _ [D] ballads, and all that came _ between.
_ His _ _ _ [Em]
heart was in the [G] union, and [C] his soul was reaching [A] out for the servant's [D] dream.
_ [Am] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [E] I [D] was talking to a man [G] that met him, _ [A] in a bar near [D] Provest town. _
He said the [F#m] whole place [Bm] was a shaking, as he [E] was passing his songs [A] around. _ _
[G] In between the two, a [D] friend asked him, [G] where he'd be when tomorrow [A] came. _
[D] And he said to [A] his grin, [C] I put my thumb in the [G] wind, and I'm off down the road [D] again. _ _ _ _ _
[G] Just above from _ [A] Oklahoma, _ [D] on an [F#m] endless one [B] night [Bm] stand.
I [G] _ _ wandered, [A] and I rambled, [D] and I [F#m] drifted with the [Bm] midnight sand.
_ [G] I played the blues [A] and the _ ballads, [D] and all [E] that comes between. _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Em] My heart is in the [G] union, and my [C]
soul is reaching [A] out for the servant's dream.
[Am] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] Now [D] you know that Woody [G] Guthrie is [A] dead and buried in the [D] ground. _ _
But sometimes [F#m] I sing his [Bm] songs, and I get to [E] thinking that he's still [A] around. _
[G] But for [Em] all that is fire [D] everlasting, _ _ [G] testify that his courts was [Am] run true.
[A] _ [D] And the rebelling [A] man's _ rears, [C] and the kingdom's [G] ears, but his songs are for me [D] and he. _ _ _ _ _
_ Just [G] above from _ [E] Oklahoma, _ [A] _ [D] on an [F#m] endless one [Bm] night stand.
_ _ _ _ Wandering and [A] rambling, _ [D] and drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _