Chords for Commander Cody / Mama Hated Diesels (45 Long & Short Version)
Tempo:
104.5 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Bm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
Mama hated diesel so bad I guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
The [G] first I ever seen her cry was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
[D] Mama [G] hated diesel so [D] bad I remember her hearing [G] those semis [D] year and
day My Mom and me, we lived right on the [A] high
grade in the town Well [G] I sure liked them white freight liners
But there [D] was something in Mama's eye When she'd catch me watching the roll
[A] Lord, a little bitty [D] piece of her die Mama hated diesel so bad
I guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
[G] The first I ever seen her cry was after [D] one of them things [A] went [Bm] by
[D] Mama [G] hated diesel so [D] bad
[G] [D] As the years passed and I grew older, [G] Mama
did too [D] Pretty soon she stopped singing in Latin
while she'd hardly even eaten And I began staying away from [A] home on the
weekdays I wouldn't come home from school till way
past dark [G] I was too busy having some kind of fun
Either messing [D] around with some gal or hanging around the local truck stop
Talking to my buddies about all the big rigs that were all the time rolling in
And talking about all [A] the crazy places we'd never been
Like California [D] Well one day the county sheriff come up to
me He said they found [G] my Mama wandering all
by herself in the middle [D] of the highway crying She was trying of all things, [G] Lord, to [D] flag
down one of them big old [A] rigs with her pocket handkerchiefs
Well that left me [C] on my own [G]
I got a job unloading rigs down at the local
freight yard [D]
Pretty soon I had a rig of my own
And I left my hometown on my very first run to Frisco
Well [G] that was three [D] years ago today And I [A] ain't been back home in all that time
since then till now [D] Now it's me and the local preacher
[G]
Standing in the graveyard [D] grass Staring down at the highway
[A]
Watching those big boys pass [G] Well he laid his hand upon me
[D] And he prayed for quite some time But I could barely understand
The words he said [A]
behind that highway [D] swine Then he handed me a faded photograph
He [G] said he found it in my [D] Mama's hand He said, son, I'm afraid that you and this picture
[A]
was the best your Mama ever had Well [G] I looked down at that picture
It [D] was Mama and some guy Standing in front of a semi-truck
[A] Just merry-painted on [D] the side Mama hated diesel so bad
I guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
[G] The first I ever seen her cry Was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
[D]
Mama [G] hated diesel [D] so bad Mama [G] hated diesel [D] so bad
[N]
[D]
Mama hated diesel so bad I guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
[G] The first I ever seen her cry Was [D] after one of them things [Bm] went by
[D] [G] Mama hated diesel so [D] bad
As the years passed and I grew older Mama [G] did too
Pretty [D]
soon she stopped singing and laughing While she'd hardly even eaten
And I began staying away [A] from home on the weekdays I wouldn't come home from school
till way past dark [G] I got a job unloading rigs down at the local freight yard
[D] Pretty soon I had a rig of my own And I left my hometown on my very first run to Frisco
[G] Well that was [D] three years ago today [A] And I ain't been back home in all that time
since then Till [E] now
[D] Now it's me and the local preacher [G] Standing in the graveyard [D]
grass
Staring down at the highway [A] Watching those big boys pass
[G] Well he laid his hand upon me And he [D] prayed for quite some time
But I could barely understand the words he said [A] Behind that [D] highway's wind
Then he handed me a faded photograph He [G] said he found it in my [D] mama's hand
He said son I'm afraid that you and this picture
[Bm] [A] Was the best your mama ever had
[G] Well I looked down at that picture [D] It was mama and some guy
Standing in front of a semi-truck [A] Just merry painted on [D] the side
Mama painted diesel so bad I guess I knew it was something to do with dad
[G] The first I ever seen her cry Was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
[D] Mama [G] painted diesel so [D] bad Mama [G] painted diesel so [D] bad
Mama hated diesel so bad I guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
The [G] first I ever seen her cry was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
[D] Mama [G] hated diesel so [D] bad I remember her hearing [G] those semis [D] year and
day My Mom and me, we lived right on the [A] high
grade in the town Well [G] I sure liked them white freight liners
But there [D] was something in Mama's eye When she'd catch me watching the roll
[A] Lord, a little bitty [D] piece of her die Mama hated diesel so bad
I guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
[G] The first I ever seen her cry was after [D] one of them things [A] went [Bm] by
[D] Mama [G] hated diesel so [D] bad
[G] [D] As the years passed and I grew older, [G] Mama
did too [D] Pretty soon she stopped singing in Latin
while she'd hardly even eaten And I began staying away from [A] home on the
weekdays I wouldn't come home from school till way
past dark [G] I was too busy having some kind of fun
Either messing [D] around with some gal or hanging around the local truck stop
Talking to my buddies about all the big rigs that were all the time rolling in
And talking about all [A] the crazy places we'd never been
Like California [D] Well one day the county sheriff come up to
me He said they found [G] my Mama wandering all
by herself in the middle [D] of the highway crying She was trying of all things, [G] Lord, to [D] flag
down one of them big old [A] rigs with her pocket handkerchiefs
Well that left me [C] on my own [G]
I got a job unloading rigs down at the local
freight yard [D]
Pretty soon I had a rig of my own
And I left my hometown on my very first run to Frisco
Well [G] that was three [D] years ago today And I [A] ain't been back home in all that time
since then till now [D] Now it's me and the local preacher
[G]
Standing in the graveyard [D] grass Staring down at the highway
[A]
Watching those big boys pass [G] Well he laid his hand upon me
[D] And he prayed for quite some time But I could barely understand
The words he said [A]
behind that highway [D] swine Then he handed me a faded photograph
He [G] said he found it in my [D] Mama's hand He said, son, I'm afraid that you and this picture
[A]
was the best your Mama ever had Well [G] I looked down at that picture
It [D] was Mama and some guy Standing in front of a semi-truck
[A] Just merry-painted on [D] the side Mama hated diesel so bad
I guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
[G] The first I ever seen her cry Was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
[D]
Mama [G] hated diesel [D] so bad Mama [G] hated diesel [D] so bad
[N]
[D]
Mama hated diesel so bad I guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
[G] The first I ever seen her cry Was [D] after one of them things [Bm] went by
[D] [G] Mama hated diesel so [D] bad
As the years passed and I grew older Mama [G] did too
Pretty [D]
soon she stopped singing and laughing While she'd hardly even eaten
And I began staying away [A] from home on the weekdays I wouldn't come home from school
till way past dark [G] I got a job unloading rigs down at the local freight yard
[D] Pretty soon I had a rig of my own And I left my hometown on my very first run to Frisco
[G] Well that was [D] three years ago today [A] And I ain't been back home in all that time
since then Till [E] now
[D] Now it's me and the local preacher [G] Standing in the graveyard [D]
grass
Staring down at the highway [A] Watching those big boys pass
[G] Well he laid his hand upon me And he [D] prayed for quite some time
But I could barely understand the words he said [A] Behind that [D] highway's wind
Then he handed me a faded photograph He [G] said he found it in my [D] mama's hand
He said son I'm afraid that you and this picture
[Bm] [A] Was the best your mama ever had
[G] Well I looked down at that picture [D] It was mama and some guy
Standing in front of a semi-truck [A] Just merry painted on [D] the side
Mama painted diesel so bad I guess I knew it was something to do with dad
[G] The first I ever seen her cry Was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
[D] Mama [G] painted diesel so [D] bad Mama [G] painted diesel so [D] bad
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Mama hated diesel so _ bad _ _ _ _ I guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
The _ _ _ [G] first I ever seen her cry _ was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
_ _ _ [D] _ _ Mama [G] hated diesel so [D] bad _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I remember her hearing _ [G] those semis [D] year and
day _ _ My Mom and me, we lived right on the [A] high
grade in the town _ Well [G] I sure liked them white freight liners
But there [D] was something in Mama's eye _ When she'd catch me watching the roll
_ [A] Lord, a little bitty [D] piece of her die _ _ Mama _ hated diesel _ so bad
I _ _ _ guess I knew it was something to do with Dad _ _
_ _ _ [G] The first I ever seen her cry _ was after [D] one of them things [A] went [Bm] by
_ _ _ [D] Mama _ [G] hated diesel so [D] bad _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ As the years passed and I grew older, [G] Mama
did too _ _ [D] Pretty soon she stopped singing in Latin
while she'd hardly even eaten And I began staying away from [A] home on the
weekdays I wouldn't come home from school till way
past dark [G] I was too busy having some kind of fun
Either messing [D] around with some gal or hanging around the local truck stop
Talking to my buddies about all the big rigs that were all the time rolling in
And talking about all [A] the crazy places we'd never been
_ Like California [D] Well one day the county sheriff come up to
me He said they found [G] my Mama wandering all
by herself in the middle [D] of the highway crying She was trying of all things, [G] Lord, to [D] flag
down one of them big old [A] rigs with her pocket _ handkerchiefs
Well that left me [C] on my own [G]
I got a job unloading rigs down at the local
freight yard [D]
Pretty soon I had a rig of my own
And I left my hometown on my very first run to Frisco
Well [G] that was three [D] years ago today And I [A] ain't been back home in all that time
since then till now [D] Now it's me and the local preacher
_ _ _ [G]
Standing in the graveyard [D] grass _ _ _ Staring down at the highway
_ _ [A]
Watching those big boys pass _ [G] Well he laid his hand upon me
_ [D] And he prayed for quite some time But I could barely understand
The words he said [A]
behind that highway [D] swine _ Then he handed me a faded photograph
He [G] said he found it in my [D] Mama's hand _ He said, son, I'm afraid that you and this picture
_ _ [A]
was the best your Mama ever had _ Well [G] I looked down at that picture
It [D] was Mama and some guy _ _ Standing in front of a semi-truck
[A] Just merry-painted on [D] the side _ _ Mama _ hated diesel _ so bad
I _ _ _ guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
_ _ _ _ _ [G] The first I ever seen her cry Was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
_ _ [D]
Mama _ [G] hated diesel _ [D] so bad _ _ _ _ _ _ Mama _ [G] hated diesel _ [D] so bad _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Mama hated diesel so bad I _ _ _ _ guess I knew it was something to do with Dad _ _ _ _
_ [G] The first I ever seen her cry Was [D] after one of them things [Bm] went by
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] Mama hated diesel so [D] _ bad _ _ _
_ _ _ _ As the years passed and I grew older Mama [G] did too
Pretty _ [D]
soon she stopped singing and laughing While she'd hardly even eaten _
And I began staying away [A] from home on the weekdays I wouldn't come home from school
till way past dark [G] I got a job unloading rigs down at the local freight yard
[D] _ Pretty soon I had a rig of my own And I left my hometown on my very first run to Frisco
[G] Well that was [D] three years ago today [A] And I ain't been back home in all that time
since then Till [E] now
[D] Now it's me and the local preacher _ _ [G] Standing in the graveyard [D]
grass
_ _ _ Staring down at the highway _ _ [A] Watching those big boys pass
_ [G] Well he laid his hand upon me And he [D] prayed for quite some time
But I could barely understand the words he said [A] Behind that [D] highway's wind
_ Then he handed me a faded photograph He [G] said he found it in my [D] mama's hand
_ He said son I'm afraid that you and this picture
_ [Bm] _ [A] Was the best your mama ever had
_ _ [G] Well I looked down at that picture _ [D] It was mama and some guy
_ _ Standing in front of a semi-truck [A] Just merry painted on [D] the side
_ _ _ _ Mama painted diesel so bad _ I _ _ _ guess I knew it was something to do with dad _ _ _
_ _ [G] The first I ever seen her cry _ Was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
_ _ _ [D] Mama _ [G] painted diesel so [D] bad _ _ _ _ _ _ Mama _ [G] painted diesel so [D] bad _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Mama hated diesel so _ bad _ _ _ _ I guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
The _ _ _ [G] first I ever seen her cry _ was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
_ _ _ [D] _ _ Mama [G] hated diesel so [D] bad _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I remember her hearing _ [G] those semis [D] year and
day _ _ My Mom and me, we lived right on the [A] high
grade in the town _ Well [G] I sure liked them white freight liners
But there [D] was something in Mama's eye _ When she'd catch me watching the roll
_ [A] Lord, a little bitty [D] piece of her die _ _ Mama _ hated diesel _ so bad
I _ _ _ guess I knew it was something to do with Dad _ _
_ _ _ [G] The first I ever seen her cry _ was after [D] one of them things [A] went [Bm] by
_ _ _ [D] Mama _ [G] hated diesel so [D] bad _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ As the years passed and I grew older, [G] Mama
did too _ _ [D] Pretty soon she stopped singing in Latin
while she'd hardly even eaten And I began staying away from [A] home on the
weekdays I wouldn't come home from school till way
past dark [G] I was too busy having some kind of fun
Either messing [D] around with some gal or hanging around the local truck stop
Talking to my buddies about all the big rigs that were all the time rolling in
And talking about all [A] the crazy places we'd never been
_ Like California [D] Well one day the county sheriff come up to
me He said they found [G] my Mama wandering all
by herself in the middle [D] of the highway crying She was trying of all things, [G] Lord, to [D] flag
down one of them big old [A] rigs with her pocket _ handkerchiefs
Well that left me [C] on my own [G]
I got a job unloading rigs down at the local
freight yard [D]
Pretty soon I had a rig of my own
And I left my hometown on my very first run to Frisco
Well [G] that was three [D] years ago today And I [A] ain't been back home in all that time
since then till now [D] Now it's me and the local preacher
_ _ _ [G]
Standing in the graveyard [D] grass _ _ _ Staring down at the highway
_ _ [A]
Watching those big boys pass _ [G] Well he laid his hand upon me
_ [D] And he prayed for quite some time But I could barely understand
The words he said [A]
behind that highway [D] swine _ Then he handed me a faded photograph
He [G] said he found it in my [D] Mama's hand _ He said, son, I'm afraid that you and this picture
_ _ [A]
was the best your Mama ever had _ Well [G] I looked down at that picture
It [D] was Mama and some guy _ _ Standing in front of a semi-truck
[A] Just merry-painted on [D] the side _ _ Mama _ hated diesel _ so bad
I _ _ _ guess I knew it was something to do with Dad
_ _ _ _ _ [G] The first I ever seen her cry Was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
_ _ [D]
Mama _ [G] hated diesel _ [D] so bad _ _ _ _ _ _ Mama _ [G] hated diesel _ [D] so bad _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Mama hated diesel so bad I _ _ _ _ guess I knew it was something to do with Dad _ _ _ _
_ [G] The first I ever seen her cry Was [D] after one of them things [Bm] went by
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] Mama hated diesel so [D] _ bad _ _ _
_ _ _ _ As the years passed and I grew older Mama [G] did too
Pretty _ [D]
soon she stopped singing and laughing While she'd hardly even eaten _
And I began staying away [A] from home on the weekdays I wouldn't come home from school
till way past dark [G] I got a job unloading rigs down at the local freight yard
[D] _ Pretty soon I had a rig of my own And I left my hometown on my very first run to Frisco
[G] Well that was [D] three years ago today [A] And I ain't been back home in all that time
since then Till [E] now
[D] Now it's me and the local preacher _ _ [G] Standing in the graveyard [D]
grass
_ _ _ Staring down at the highway _ _ [A] Watching those big boys pass
_ [G] Well he laid his hand upon me And he [D] prayed for quite some time
But I could barely understand the words he said [A] Behind that [D] highway's wind
_ Then he handed me a faded photograph He [G] said he found it in my [D] mama's hand
_ He said son I'm afraid that you and this picture
_ [Bm] _ [A] Was the best your mama ever had
_ _ [G] Well I looked down at that picture _ [D] It was mama and some guy
_ _ Standing in front of a semi-truck [A] Just merry painted on [D] the side
_ _ _ _ Mama painted diesel so bad _ I _ _ _ guess I knew it was something to do with dad _ _ _
_ _ [G] The first I ever seen her cry _ Was [D] after one of them things went [Bm] by
_ _ _ [D] Mama _ [G] painted diesel so [D] bad _ _ _ _ _ _ Mama _ [G] painted diesel so [D] bad _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _