Charlie Poole-Milwaukee Blues Chords
Tempo:
110.4 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
A#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G#]
[C#] [F#]
[C#] [F#]
[C#] [G#]
[C#] Once it was a morning and it looked like a rain [G#] around the curve, [A#] I'm a-pairin' the train.
[C#] On the [F#] blinds said old Bill [C#] Jones, good [G#] old hobo and he's [C#] tryin' to get home.
[F#] Tryin' to get home.
He's [A#m] tryin' to get home.
He's a good old [G#] hobo and he's tryin' to [C#] get home.
[A#m]
[G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
[C#] [A#]
[C#] Way [A#m] down in Georgia on a tramp, [G#] roads are gettin' muddy and the leaves are gettin' damp.
I got to catch the [D#m] freight train and leave this [A#m] town, cause it don't allow [G#] no hobos a-hangin' around.
[F#] Hangin' around.
Yes, a-hangin' [A#m] around.
Cause it don't allow no [G#] hobos a-hangin' [C#] around.
[G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
[A#m]
[C#] I left Atlanta one morning for a [G#] day, the freightman said you'll have to [C#] pay.
Got no [F#] money but a pair of [C#] shoes.
I wanted to go [G#] west, I got to Milwaukee blues.
[F#] Got to Milwaukee blues.
Got to [A#m] Milwaukee blues.
I wanted to go west, [G#] I got to [C#] Milwaukee blues.
[G#] [A#m]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
[A#m]
[G#] [C#] Old Bill Jones said before he [G#] died, fix the roads so the boats could ride.
When they [F#] ride, they'll ride the [C#] rods, put all [G#] trust in the hands of God.
In [F#] the hands of God.
In [A#m] the hands of God.
They'll put all trust [G#] in the hands [C#] of God.
[G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
[A#m]
[G#] [C#] Old Bill Jones said before he died, [G#] there's two more roads he'd like to [C#] ride.
Farm and [F#] steppe, what can it [A#m] be?
Southern Pacific and a [C#] Sandy Beach.
[F#]
Yes, [A#m] Sandy Beach.
Southern Pacific [C#] and a Sandy Beach.
[A#m] [G#]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
[A#m]
[G#] [C#]
[C#] [F#]
[C#] [F#]
[C#] [G#]
[C#] Once it was a morning and it looked like a rain [G#] around the curve, [A#] I'm a-pairin' the train.
[C#] On the [F#] blinds said old Bill [C#] Jones, good [G#] old hobo and he's [C#] tryin' to get home.
[F#] Tryin' to get home.
He's [A#m] tryin' to get home.
He's a good old [G#] hobo and he's tryin' to [C#] get home.
[A#m]
[G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
[C#] [A#]
[C#] Way [A#m] down in Georgia on a tramp, [G#] roads are gettin' muddy and the leaves are gettin' damp.
I got to catch the [D#m] freight train and leave this [A#m] town, cause it don't allow [G#] no hobos a-hangin' around.
[F#] Hangin' around.
Yes, a-hangin' [A#m] around.
Cause it don't allow no [G#] hobos a-hangin' [C#] around.
[G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
[A#m]
[C#] I left Atlanta one morning for a [G#] day, the freightman said you'll have to [C#] pay.
Got no [F#] money but a pair of [C#] shoes.
I wanted to go [G#] west, I got to Milwaukee blues.
[F#] Got to Milwaukee blues.
Got to [A#m] Milwaukee blues.
I wanted to go west, [G#] I got to [C#] Milwaukee blues.
[G#] [A#m]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
[A#m]
[G#] [C#] Old Bill Jones said before he [G#] died, fix the roads so the boats could ride.
When they [F#] ride, they'll ride the [C#] rods, put all [G#] trust in the hands of God.
In [F#] the hands of God.
In [A#m] the hands of God.
They'll put all trust [G#] in the hands [C#] of God.
[G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
[A#m]
[G#] [C#] Old Bill Jones said before he died, [G#] there's two more roads he'd like to [C#] ride.
Farm and [F#] steppe, what can it [A#m] be?
Southern Pacific and a [C#] Sandy Beach.
[F#]
Yes, [A#m] Sandy Beach.
Southern Pacific [C#] and a Sandy Beach.
[A#m] [G#]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
[A#m]
[G#] [C#]
Key:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
A#
C#
G#
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ Once it was a morning and it looked like a rain [G#] around the curve, [A#] I'm a-pairin' the train.
[C#] On the [F#] blinds said old Bill [C#] Jones, good [G#] old hobo and he's [C#] tryin' to get home.
[F#] Tryin' to get home.
He's [A#m] tryin' to get home. _ _
He's a good old [G#] hobo and he's tryin' to [C#] get home.
_ [A#m] _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [A#] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ Way [A#m] down in Georgia on a tramp, [G#] roads are gettin' muddy and the leaves are gettin' damp.
I got to catch the [D#m] freight train and leave this [A#m] town, cause it don't allow [G#] no hobos a-hangin' around.
[F#] Hangin' around.
_ Yes, a-hangin' [A#m] around. _ _
Cause it don't allow no [G#] hobos a-hangin' [C#] around. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ I left Atlanta one morning for a [G#] day, the freightman said you'll have to [C#] pay.
Got no [F#] money but a pair of [C#] shoes.
I wanted to go [G#] west, I got to Milwaukee blues.
[F#] Got to Milwaukee blues.
_ Got to [A#m] Milwaukee blues. _ _
I wanted to go west, [G#] I got to [C#] Milwaukee blues. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [A#m] _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ [C#] _ _ Old Bill Jones said before he [G#] died, fix the roads so the boats could ride.
When they [F#] ride, they'll ride the [C#] rods, put all [G#] trust in the hands of God.
In [F#] the hands of God.
In [A#m] the hands of God. _
They'll put all trust [G#] in the hands [C#] of God. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ [C#] _ _ Old Bill Jones said before he died, [G#] there's two more roads he'd like to [C#] ride.
Farm and [F#] steppe, what can it [A#m] be?
Southern Pacific and a [C#] Sandy Beach.
[F#] _
_ Yes, [A#m] Sandy Beach. _ _
Southern Pacific [C#] and a Sandy Beach.
_ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ Once it was a morning and it looked like a rain [G#] around the curve, [A#] I'm a-pairin' the train.
[C#] On the [F#] blinds said old Bill [C#] Jones, good [G#] old hobo and he's [C#] tryin' to get home.
[F#] Tryin' to get home.
He's [A#m] tryin' to get home. _ _
He's a good old [G#] hobo and he's tryin' to [C#] get home.
_ [A#m] _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [A#] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ Way [A#m] down in Georgia on a tramp, [G#] roads are gettin' muddy and the leaves are gettin' damp.
I got to catch the [D#m] freight train and leave this [A#m] town, cause it don't allow [G#] no hobos a-hangin' around.
[F#] Hangin' around.
_ Yes, a-hangin' [A#m] around. _ _
Cause it don't allow no [G#] hobos a-hangin' [C#] around. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ I left Atlanta one morning for a [G#] day, the freightman said you'll have to [C#] pay.
Got no [F#] money but a pair of [C#] shoes.
I wanted to go [G#] west, I got to Milwaukee blues.
[F#] Got to Milwaukee blues.
_ Got to [A#m] Milwaukee blues. _ _
I wanted to go west, [G#] I got to [C#] Milwaukee blues. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [A#m] _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ [C#] _ _ Old Bill Jones said before he [G#] died, fix the roads so the boats could ride.
When they [F#] ride, they'll ride the [C#] rods, put all [G#] trust in the hands of God.
In [F#] the hands of God.
In [A#m] the hands of God. _
They'll put all trust [G#] in the hands [C#] of God. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ [C#] _ _ Old Bill Jones said before he died, [G#] there's two more roads he'd like to [C#] ride.
Farm and [F#] steppe, what can it [A#m] be?
Southern Pacific and a [C#] Sandy Beach.
[F#] _
_ Yes, [A#m] Sandy Beach. _ _
Southern Pacific [C#] and a Sandy Beach.
_ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _