Chords for Cahoots - Legend Of The Parlangua
Tempo:
76.5 bpm
Chords used:
C#m
B
E
G#m
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#m]
[B] [C#m]
[B] [C#m]
Down [E] on the bayous of Louisiana where [B] the swamp [C#m] moss grows on the back of your hand.
Papa set [E] out from our one room [B] shack, said he [C#m] went fishing but he never came back.
And mama said, [E] son don't you ever go [B] out to Eros [C#m] swamp when the sun goes down.
A creature down [E] there called the [B] Parlingua, he's got your [C#m] brother, now he's got your paw.
The [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, the [C#m]
Parlingua.
[B] [C#m]
I told my [E] mama gotta make things [B] right, going hunting down in [C#m] Eros swamp tonight.
The stories that the [E] old men told to [B] me, you gotta stick it with a [C#m] stick from a sweet gum tree.
A whipperwhale [E] cried and I prayed to [B] God, then I headed for the [C#m] swamp in a cold gray fog.
Hours [E] passed, it was drizzling [B] rain when I realized [C#m] that I lost my way.
[E] The [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, the [C#m]
Parlingua.
[B] [C#m]
A chilling [E] fear inside of [B] me as I whittled off a [C#m] stick from a sweet gum tree.
Spanish [E] moss hanging all [B] around, stopping to [C#m] listen to every sound.
[G#m] I stumbled and [A] fell, tangled up in [E] vines, fear and [C#m] panic shooting through my [G#m] mind.
I tried to [A] rise and then I heard him scream.
[G#m] The Parlingua's [C#m] standing over me, [B] [C#m]
[B] [C#m]
down on the [E] bayou of [B] Louisiana,
where the swamp moss [C#m] grows on the back [A] of your hand.
[C#m] My mama lives alone [E]
in a one room shed.
Her [F#] boy went [C#m] hunting but he never came back.
[E] And the [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, he's half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, [C#m] the Parlingua.
[B] [C#m] The [D#] Parlingua.
[C#m] [D#] [G#m] [C#m]
[B] [C#m]
[B] [C#m]
Down [E] on the bayous of Louisiana where [B] the swamp [C#m] moss grows on the back of your hand.
Papa set [E] out from our one room [B] shack, said he [C#m] went fishing but he never came back.
And mama said, [E] son don't you ever go [B] out to Eros [C#m] swamp when the sun goes down.
A creature down [E] there called the [B] Parlingua, he's got your [C#m] brother, now he's got your paw.
The [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, the [C#m]
Parlingua.
[B] [C#m]
I told my [E] mama gotta make things [B] right, going hunting down in [C#m] Eros swamp tonight.
The stories that the [E] old men told to [B] me, you gotta stick it with a [C#m] stick from a sweet gum tree.
A whipperwhale [E] cried and I prayed to [B] God, then I headed for the [C#m] swamp in a cold gray fog.
Hours [E] passed, it was drizzling [B] rain when I realized [C#m] that I lost my way.
[E] The [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, the [C#m]
Parlingua.
[B] [C#m]
A chilling [E] fear inside of [B] me as I whittled off a [C#m] stick from a sweet gum tree.
Spanish [E] moss hanging all [B] around, stopping to [C#m] listen to every sound.
[G#m] I stumbled and [A] fell, tangled up in [E] vines, fear and [C#m] panic shooting through my [G#m] mind.
I tried to [A] rise and then I heard him scream.
[G#m] The Parlingua's [C#m] standing over me, [B] [C#m]
[B] [C#m]
down on the [E] bayou of [B] Louisiana,
where the swamp moss [C#m] grows on the back [A] of your hand.
[C#m] My mama lives alone [E]
in a one room shed.
Her [F#] boy went [C#m] hunting but he never came back.
[E] And the [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, he's half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, [C#m] the Parlingua.
[B] [C#m] The [D#] Parlingua.
[C#m] [D#] [G#m] [C#m]
Key:
C#m
B
E
G#m
A
C#m
B
E
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _
_ _ Down [E] on the bayous of Louisiana where [B] the swamp [C#m] moss grows on the back of your hand.
Papa set [E] out from our one room [B] shack, said he [C#m] went fishing but he never came back.
And mama said, [E] son don't you ever go [B] out to Eros [C#m] swamp when the sun goes down.
A creature down [E] there called the [B] Parlingua, he's got your [C#m] brother, now he's got your paw.
_ The [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, the [C#m]
Parlingua.
_ _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _
_ I told my [E] mama gotta make things [B] right, going hunting down in [C#m] Eros swamp tonight.
The stories that the [E] old men told to [B] me, you gotta stick it with a [C#m] stick from a sweet gum tree.
A whipperwhale [E] cried and I prayed to [B] God, then I headed for the [C#m] swamp in a cold gray fog.
Hours [E] passed, it was drizzling [B] rain when I realized [C#m] that I lost my way.
[E] The [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, the [C#m]
Parlingua.
_ _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _
_ A chilling [E] fear inside of [B] me as I whittled off a [C#m] stick from a sweet gum tree.
Spanish [E] moss hanging all [B] around, stopping to [C#m] listen to every sound.
_ [G#m] I stumbled and [A] fell, tangled up in [E] vines, fear and [C#m] panic shooting through my [G#m] mind.
I tried to [A] rise and then I heard him scream.
[G#m] The Parlingua's [C#m] standing over me, _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ down on the [E] bayou of [B] Louisiana,
where the swamp moss [C#m] grows on the back [A] of your _ hand.
[C#m] My mama lives alone [E]
in a one room shed.
_ Her [F#] boy went [C#m] hunting but he never came back.
[E] And the [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, he's half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, [C#m] the Parlingua. _
_ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] The [D#] Parlingua.
[C#m] _ _ _ [D#] _ _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _
_ _ Down [E] on the bayous of Louisiana where [B] the swamp [C#m] moss grows on the back of your hand.
Papa set [E] out from our one room [B] shack, said he [C#m] went fishing but he never came back.
And mama said, [E] son don't you ever go [B] out to Eros [C#m] swamp when the sun goes down.
A creature down [E] there called the [B] Parlingua, he's got your [C#m] brother, now he's got your paw.
_ The [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, the [C#m]
Parlingua.
_ _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _
_ I told my [E] mama gotta make things [B] right, going hunting down in [C#m] Eros swamp tonight.
The stories that the [E] old men told to [B] me, you gotta stick it with a [C#m] stick from a sweet gum tree.
A whipperwhale [E] cried and I prayed to [B] God, then I headed for the [C#m] swamp in a cold gray fog.
Hours [E] passed, it was drizzling [B] rain when I realized [C#m] that I lost my way.
[E] The [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, the [C#m]
Parlingua.
_ _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _
_ A chilling [E] fear inside of [B] me as I whittled off a [C#m] stick from a sweet gum tree.
Spanish [E] moss hanging all [B] around, stopping to [C#m] listen to every sound.
_ [G#m] I stumbled and [A] fell, tangled up in [E] vines, fear and [C#m] panic shooting through my [G#m] mind.
I tried to [A] rise and then I heard him scream.
[G#m] The Parlingua's [C#m] standing over me, _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ down on the [E] bayou of [B] Louisiana,
where the swamp moss [C#m] grows on the back [A] of your _ hand.
[C#m] My mama lives alone [E]
in a one room shed.
_ Her [F#] boy went [C#m] hunting but he never came back.
[E] And the [B] Parlingua's a swamp booger [C#m] man, he's half [A] alligator and the other half [G#m] man.
Son don't [A] go when you hear the call [C#m] of a swamp water [G#m] booger, [C#m] the Parlingua. _
_ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] The [D#] Parlingua.
[C#m] _ _ _ [D#] _ _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ _ _