Chords for Brutus
Tempo:
89.9 bpm
Chords used:
D
C#
A
G#
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G#] [C#]
Was a longhorn bull behind the gate, lived on Cactus Ranch.
Name was Brutus, mean as a snake, blew smoke rings [D#m] when he pant.
That pasture [C#] was a shortcut that [F#] I never could [C#] resist.
But if you were gonna cut [G#] through there, you'd better be [C#] damn quick.
[B] [C#] One morning I thought I could [F#] shave ten minutes off my time.
Late for school I walked up [G#] slow, grabbed hold of that barbed wire.
[C#] Brutus had his back turned [F#] as I climbed right through the [C#m] fence.
My twelve year old legs running, [G#m] just as fast as they [C#] could get.
All of a sudden there were hooves of thunder, wide awake and coming after me.
[B] [C#]
Twelve hundred pounds of fury throwing dust into a mighty Texas breeze.
[C#m]
I [A#m] felt his hot breath behind me, [G#] his horns were sharp and pointed at [C#] my back.
[F#] [C#]
[A#m] I dashed over the fence, old Brutus [G#] stopped, almost died [C#] but had to laugh.
[C#m]
[D]
As years went on and I got [G] faster, I beat him every [D] time.
Got to the point when I'd show up, [A] old Brutus wouldn't try.
[D] But he surprised me one spring day [G] when I thought he'd slowed [D] down.
I came up to that rusty gate, old Brutus turned around.
[C] [D] All of a sudden there were hooves of thunder, wide awake and coming after
[C] [D] me.
Twelve hundred pounds of fury throwing dust into a mighty Texas breeze.
[C] [D] I [Bm] felt his hot breath behind me, [A] his horns were sharp and pointed at my [D] back.
[D] [Bm] I dashed over the fence, old [A] Brutus stopped, almost died but had [D] to laugh.
Old Brutus died in ninety-five, right there on Cactus Ranch.
I asked the owner for his horns, [A] nice old man said yes.
I keep them [D] in my billiards [G] room, and every time [D] I pass,
I thank the Lord that big old [A] Brutus never caught [D] my ass.
[C] [D] [Bm]
[G] [A]
[Dm] [D]
Was a longhorn bull behind the gate, lived on Cactus Ranch.
Name was Brutus, mean as a snake, blew smoke rings [D#m] when he pant.
That pasture [C#] was a shortcut that [F#] I never could [C#] resist.
But if you were gonna cut [G#] through there, you'd better be [C#] damn quick.
[B] [C#] One morning I thought I could [F#] shave ten minutes off my time.
Late for school I walked up [G#] slow, grabbed hold of that barbed wire.
[C#] Brutus had his back turned [F#] as I climbed right through the [C#m] fence.
My twelve year old legs running, [G#m] just as fast as they [C#] could get.
All of a sudden there were hooves of thunder, wide awake and coming after me.
[B] [C#]
Twelve hundred pounds of fury throwing dust into a mighty Texas breeze.
[C#m]
I [A#m] felt his hot breath behind me, [G#] his horns were sharp and pointed at [C#] my back.
[F#] [C#]
[A#m] I dashed over the fence, old Brutus [G#] stopped, almost died [C#] but had to laugh.
[C#m]
[D]
As years went on and I got [G] faster, I beat him every [D] time.
Got to the point when I'd show up, [A] old Brutus wouldn't try.
[D] But he surprised me one spring day [G] when I thought he'd slowed [D] down.
I came up to that rusty gate, old Brutus turned around.
[C] [D] All of a sudden there were hooves of thunder, wide awake and coming after
[C] [D] me.
Twelve hundred pounds of fury throwing dust into a mighty Texas breeze.
[C] [D] I [Bm] felt his hot breath behind me, [A] his horns were sharp and pointed at my [D] back.
[D] [Bm] I dashed over the fence, old [A] Brutus stopped, almost died but had [D] to laugh.
Old Brutus died in ninety-five, right there on Cactus Ranch.
I asked the owner for his horns, [A] nice old man said yes.
I keep them [D] in my billiards [G] room, and every time [D] I pass,
I thank the Lord that big old [A] Brutus never caught [D] my ass.
[C] [D] [Bm]
[G] [A]
[Dm] [D]
Key:
D
C#
A
G#
F#
D
C#
A
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Was a longhorn bull behind the gate, lived on Cactus Ranch.
Name was Brutus, mean as a snake, blew smoke rings [D#m] when he pant.
That pasture [C#] was a shortcut that [F#] I never could [C#] resist.
But if you were gonna cut [G#] through there, you'd better be [C#] damn quick. _
_ [B] _ [C#] _ _ _ One morning I thought I could [F#] shave ten minutes off my time.
Late for school I walked up [G#] slow, grabbed hold of that barbed wire.
[C#] Brutus had his back turned [F#] as I climbed right through the [C#m] fence.
My twelve year old legs running, [G#m] just as fast as they [C#] could get. _ _ _
_ All of a sudden there were hooves of thunder, wide awake and coming after me.
[B] _ _ [C#] _
_ Twelve hundred pounds of fury throwing dust into a mighty Texas breeze.
_ [C#m] _ _
I [A#m] felt his hot breath behind me, [G#] his horns were sharp and pointed at [C#] my back.
_ _ [F#] _ [C#] _ _
_ [A#m] I dashed over the fence, old Brutus [G#] stopped, almost died [C#] but had to laugh.
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
As years went on and I got [G] faster, I beat him every [D] time.
Got to the point when I'd show up, [A] old Brutus wouldn't try.
[D] But he surprised me one spring day [G] when I thought he'd slowed [D] down.
I came up to that rusty gate, old Brutus turned around. _
_ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ All of a sudden there were hooves of thunder, wide awake and coming after _
_ [C] [D] me.
_ _ Twelve hundred pounds of fury throwing dust into a mighty Texas breeze.
_ [C] _ [D] _ I [Bm] felt his hot breath behind me, [A] his horns were sharp and pointed at my [D] back. _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Bm] I dashed over the fence, old [A] Brutus stopped, almost died but had [D] to laugh. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Old Brutus died in ninety-five, right there on Cactus Ranch.
I asked the owner for his horns, [A] nice old man said yes.
I keep them [D] in my billiards [G] room, and every time [D] I pass,
I thank the Lord that big old [A] Brutus never caught [D] my ass. _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Was a longhorn bull behind the gate, lived on Cactus Ranch.
Name was Brutus, mean as a snake, blew smoke rings [D#m] when he pant.
That pasture [C#] was a shortcut that [F#] I never could [C#] resist.
But if you were gonna cut [G#] through there, you'd better be [C#] damn quick. _
_ [B] _ [C#] _ _ _ One morning I thought I could [F#] shave ten minutes off my time.
Late for school I walked up [G#] slow, grabbed hold of that barbed wire.
[C#] Brutus had his back turned [F#] as I climbed right through the [C#m] fence.
My twelve year old legs running, [G#m] just as fast as they [C#] could get. _ _ _
_ All of a sudden there were hooves of thunder, wide awake and coming after me.
[B] _ _ [C#] _
_ Twelve hundred pounds of fury throwing dust into a mighty Texas breeze.
_ [C#m] _ _
I [A#m] felt his hot breath behind me, [G#] his horns were sharp and pointed at [C#] my back.
_ _ [F#] _ [C#] _ _
_ [A#m] I dashed over the fence, old Brutus [G#] stopped, almost died [C#] but had to laugh.
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
As years went on and I got [G] faster, I beat him every [D] time.
Got to the point when I'd show up, [A] old Brutus wouldn't try.
[D] But he surprised me one spring day [G] when I thought he'd slowed [D] down.
I came up to that rusty gate, old Brutus turned around. _
_ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ All of a sudden there were hooves of thunder, wide awake and coming after _
_ [C] [D] me.
_ _ Twelve hundred pounds of fury throwing dust into a mighty Texas breeze.
_ [C] _ [D] _ I [Bm] felt his hot breath behind me, [A] his horns were sharp and pointed at my [D] back. _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Bm] I dashed over the fence, old [A] Brutus stopped, almost died but had [D] to laugh. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Old Brutus died in ninety-five, right there on Cactus Ranch.
I asked the owner for his horns, [A] nice old man said yes.
I keep them [D] in my billiards [G] room, and every time [D] I pass,
I thank the Lord that big old [A] Brutus never caught [D] my ass. _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
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