Chords for Bukka White-Fixin' To Die Blues

Tempo:
100.1 bpm
Chords used:

F#

A#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Bukka White-Fixin' To Die Blues chords
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I'm looking fine in my eyes, leave all fixings to die, leave all fixings to die.
know I was born to [F#] die, but I didn't leave my children crying.
Daddy sure is living, sure is born to die, sure is born to die.
Daddy sure is living, sure is born to die.
I know I was born to die, but I didn't leave my children crying.
[A#] [F#]
Your mother treated me, child, like I was her baby child, was her baby child.
I was her baby child.
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Let's start jamming Bukka White - Fixin To Die Blues chords, familiarize yourself with these chords - F#, F#m and F# in sequence. A good strategy is to initiate at 58 BPM and then accelerate to the track's regular speed of 116 BPM. For a balanced pitch, adjust the capo with respect to your voice and the song's key: F# Minor.

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I'm looking fine in my eyes, leave all fixings to die, leave all fixings to die.
I _ _ _ _ know _ _ _ _ _ I _ _ _ was born to [F#] die, but I didn't leave my children crying. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Daddy sure is living, sure is born to die, sure is born to die.
Daddy sure is living, _ sure is born to die. _ _ _ _ _ _
I know I was born to die, but I didn't leave my children crying.
[A#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
Your mother treated me, child, like I was her baby child, was her baby child.
Your mother treated me like I was her baby child. _ _ _ _
That's why I tried so hard to come back home to die.
_ _ _ _ _ _ So many nights at the fireside, how my children's mother would cry, how my children's mother would cry.
So many nights at the fireside, how my children's mother would cry,
_ [F#] _ _
cause I told the mother I had to say goodbye. _
_ _ Look who we got on the burying ground, on the burying ground.
Look who we got on the burying ground. _ _ _
None stand ten thousand, and they still let me down.
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_ _ _ _ _ Mother take my children back, before they let me down, before they let me down.
Mother take my children back, before they let me down.
_ _ I know I needed them screaming, crying, and all they gave me on the ground. _ _ _
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This song is part of Good Gin Blues album.

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