Chords for Christian Kane - Something's Gotta Give (Lyrics)
Tempo:
144.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
Bm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[G]
[A]
[D] [A]
[D] I've made a dream from blue jeans, [G] a ranger's cap with sweat rings, [A] a hole in the sole of
my [D] favorite boots.
[A]
[E] [D] Well, I've been earning a long time, [G] working on that [D] bottom line, [A] and every shirt I've
worn, the [D] collar's been blue.
[Bm] One of [A] these days, I'm gonna jump [G] right off that ship,
[Bm] and hit the [A] ground running.
[G] At least that's what I [A] keep telling myself.
[D] I've been sitting on the fence for way too long, [G] warming that bench as chance moves on,
and [A] believe me, that ain't no way [D] to live.
[A]
And [D] this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, something's [D] gotta give.
[A]
[D] Busted hands and broken land, [G] and black gold turned to sand, [A] whiskey's the only well that's running [D] deep.
And the dust devil's dancing on the base again, [G] mercy on that west Texas wind, [A] and tumbleweeds
seem to know more [D] than me.
And [Bm] they always find [A] their way right [G] out of town,
[A] [Bm] they never [A] turn back, [G] they keep on rolling
[D] and they don't slow down.
I've been sitting on the fence for way too [G] long, warming that bench as chance moves [Bm] on,
and [A] believe me, that ain't no way [D] to live.
[A]
[D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, something's [D] gotta give.
[Bm]
[G]
[A]
[D] I've been [A]
[D] sitting on the fence for way too [G] long, warming that bench as chance moves on,
[A] and believe me, that ain't no way [D] to live.
[E]
[A] [D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, something's [D] gotta give.
[A]
Man, [D] I've been sitting on the fence for way too long, [G] warming that bench as chance moves
on, [A] and believe me, that ain't no [D] way to live.
[A] [D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, I said something's [D] gotta give.
[A]
Something's gotta [D] give.
[G]
[A] Something's gotta give.
[D] Something's gotta give.
Something's gotta give.
[C] [G]
[D] [A]
[Em] [D] [N]
[G]
[A]
[D] [A]
[D] I've made a dream from blue jeans, [G] a ranger's cap with sweat rings, [A] a hole in the sole of
my [D] favorite boots.
[A]
[E] [D] Well, I've been earning a long time, [G] working on that [D] bottom line, [A] and every shirt I've
worn, the [D] collar's been blue.
[Bm] One of [A] these days, I'm gonna jump [G] right off that ship,
[Bm] and hit the [A] ground running.
[G] At least that's what I [A] keep telling myself.
[D] I've been sitting on the fence for way too long, [G] warming that bench as chance moves on,
and [A] believe me, that ain't no way [D] to live.
[A]
And [D] this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, something's [D] gotta give.
[A]
[D] Busted hands and broken land, [G] and black gold turned to sand, [A] whiskey's the only well that's running [D] deep.
And the dust devil's dancing on the base again, [G] mercy on that west Texas wind, [A] and tumbleweeds
seem to know more [D] than me.
And [Bm] they always find [A] their way right [G] out of town,
[A] [Bm] they never [A] turn back, [G] they keep on rolling
[D] and they don't slow down.
I've been sitting on the fence for way too [G] long, warming that bench as chance moves [Bm] on,
and [A] believe me, that ain't no way [D] to live.
[A]
[D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, something's [D] gotta give.
[Bm]
[G]
[A]
[D] I've been [A]
[D] sitting on the fence for way too [G] long, warming that bench as chance moves on,
[A] and believe me, that ain't no way [D] to live.
[E]
[A] [D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, something's [D] gotta give.
[A]
Man, [D] I've been sitting on the fence for way too long, [G] warming that bench as chance moves
on, [A] and believe me, that ain't no [D] way to live.
[A] [D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, I said something's [D] gotta give.
[A]
Something's gotta [D] give.
[G]
[A] Something's gotta give.
[D] Something's gotta give.
Something's gotta give.
[C] [G]
[D] [A]
[Em] [D] [N]
Key:
A
D
G
Bm
C
A
D
G
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [D] I've made a dream from blue jeans, _ [G] a ranger's cap with sweat rings, [A] a hole in the sole of
my [D] favorite boots.
_ [A] _
_ _ [E] [D] Well, I've been earning a long time, _ [G] _ working on that [D] bottom line, [A] and every shirt I've
worn, the [D] collar's been blue. _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ One of [A] these days, I'm gonna jump [G] right off that ship, _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ and hit the [A] ground running.
[G] At least that's what I [A] keep telling myself.
[D] I've been sitting on the fence for way too long, [G] warming that bench as chance moves on,
and [A] believe me, _ that ain't no way [D] to live.
_ _ [A] _
_ And [D] this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, _ _ something's [D] gotta give.
_ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ _ Busted hands and broken land, _ [G] and black gold turned to sand, _ [A] _ _ whiskey's the only well that's running [D] deep. _ _ _
_ And the dust devil's dancing on the base again, [G] mercy on that west Texas wind, [A] and tumbleweeds _
seem to know more [D] than me. _ _ _
_ And [Bm] they always find [A] their way right [G] out of town, _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ they never [A] turn back, _ [G] they keep on rolling
[D] and they don't slow down.
I've been sitting on the fence for way too [G] long, warming that bench as chance moves [Bm] on,
and [A] believe me, _ _ that ain't no way [D] to live.
_ _ [A] _
_ [D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, _ _ something's [D] gotta give. _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ I've been [A] _
_ _ _ [D] sitting on the fence for way too _ [G] long, warming that bench as chance moves on,
[A] and believe me, _ _ that ain't no way [D] to live.
_ [E] _ _
[A] _ [D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, _ _ something's [D] gotta give.
_ _ [A] _
_ Man, [D] I've been sitting on the fence for way too long, [G] warming that bench as chance moves
on, [A] and believe me, _ that ain't no [D] way to _ live. _
[A] _ _ [D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, I said something's [D] gotta give.
_ _ [A]
Something's gotta [D] give. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ Something's gotta give.
[D] Something's gotta give.
_ _ _ Something's gotta _ give. _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [D] I've made a dream from blue jeans, _ [G] a ranger's cap with sweat rings, [A] a hole in the sole of
my [D] favorite boots.
_ [A] _
_ _ [E] [D] Well, I've been earning a long time, _ [G] _ working on that [D] bottom line, [A] and every shirt I've
worn, the [D] collar's been blue. _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ One of [A] these days, I'm gonna jump [G] right off that ship, _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ and hit the [A] ground running.
[G] At least that's what I [A] keep telling myself.
[D] I've been sitting on the fence for way too long, [G] warming that bench as chance moves on,
and [A] believe me, _ that ain't no way [D] to live.
_ _ [A] _
_ And [D] this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, _ _ something's [D] gotta give.
_ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ _ Busted hands and broken land, _ [G] and black gold turned to sand, _ [A] _ _ whiskey's the only well that's running [D] deep. _ _ _
_ And the dust devil's dancing on the base again, [G] mercy on that west Texas wind, [A] and tumbleweeds _
seem to know more [D] than me. _ _ _
_ And [Bm] they always find [A] their way right [G] out of town, _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ they never [A] turn back, _ [G] they keep on rolling
[D] and they don't slow down.
I've been sitting on the fence for way too [G] long, warming that bench as chance moves [Bm] on,
and [A] believe me, _ _ that ain't no way [D] to live.
_ _ [A] _
_ [D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, _ _ something's [D] gotta give. _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ I've been [A] _
_ _ _ [D] sitting on the fence for way too _ [G] long, warming that bench as chance moves on,
[A] and believe me, _ _ that ain't no way [D] to live.
_ [E] _ _
[A] _ [D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, _ _ something's [D] gotta give.
_ _ [A] _
_ Man, [D] I've been sitting on the fence for way too long, [G] warming that bench as chance moves
on, [A] and believe me, _ that ain't no [D] way to _ live. _
[A] _ _ [D] And this belly getting by is really [C] getting old, [G] and it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty
bolt, [A] but someday, I said something's [D] gotta give.
_ _ [A]
Something's gotta [D] give. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ Something's gotta give.
[D] Something's gotta give.
_ _ _ Something's gotta _ give. _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _