Chords for Curtis Eller's American Circus Sugar in my Coffin
Tempo:
117.6 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
D
Dm
F#
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gm]
One, two, one, two, three, four.
[Dm]
[Gm]
They're putting water in whiskey
Just to keep the boys in line
You ain't a bustin' up my place
Like [D] you did last time
The drinks are getting weaker
With every round they [Gm] serve
The way they keep us sober
Man, it's getting on my nerves
[D] So when I'm dead and gone
I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
Well, [D] I said if I've got to go
I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
Oh, no, there ain't no Elvis Presley
From the waist down
Or else I ain't learn nothing from [D] TV
Well, he's shaking like an animal
Point that camera where I said
We [Gm] need this white boy going crazy
Like a hole in the head
[D] So when I'm dead and gone
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
Well, I [D] said if I've got to go
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
Well, I [F#] want sugar in my coffin
I want a [G] couple better tastes
But [Gm] they hide it in your money
And there's cameras every place
[Dm] I've been living with it just [A#] about
As long as I didn't face
[Cm] So if I've [D] got to go
I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
I [D] want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
No,
[D]
[F]
[Gm]
I heard about the seance
In the White House yesterday
Half the president, Lincoln lost [D] his mind
Well, they call him in the graveyard
A digging in the mud
[G] That's [Gm] the father of our nation
With a sickness in his blood
So [D] won't you listen to me, mister
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
Well, I [D] said if I've really got to go
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
Well, [F#] I want sugar in my coffin
I want a couple better tastes
But [Gm] the president's a liar
The country's falling in disgrace
[Dm] If they're ever coming clean
[A#] They ain't got no time to waste
[Cm] So if I've [F#] got to go
[D] I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
I
[D] want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
[N] I want some sugar, mister
I want some sugar, mister
I want some sugar in my coffin
One, two, one, two, three, four.
[Dm]
[Gm]
They're putting water in whiskey
Just to keep the boys in line
You ain't a bustin' up my place
Like [D] you did last time
The drinks are getting weaker
With every round they [Gm] serve
The way they keep us sober
Man, it's getting on my nerves
[D] So when I'm dead and gone
I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
Well, [D] I said if I've got to go
I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
Oh, no, there ain't no Elvis Presley
From the waist down
Or else I ain't learn nothing from [D] TV
Well, he's shaking like an animal
Point that camera where I said
We [Gm] need this white boy going crazy
Like a hole in the head
[D] So when I'm dead and gone
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
Well, I [D] said if I've got to go
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
Well, I [F#] want sugar in my coffin
I want a [G] couple better tastes
But [Gm] they hide it in your money
And there's cameras every place
[Dm] I've been living with it just [A#] about
As long as I didn't face
[Cm] So if I've [D] got to go
I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
I [D] want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
No,
[D]
[F]
[Gm]
I heard about the seance
In the White House yesterday
Half the president, Lincoln lost [D] his mind
Well, they call him in the graveyard
A digging in the mud
[G] That's [Gm] the father of our nation
With a sickness in his blood
So [D] won't you listen to me, mister
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
Well, I [D] said if I've really got to go
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
Well, [F#] I want sugar in my coffin
I want a couple better tastes
But [Gm] the president's a liar
The country's falling in disgrace
[Dm] If they're ever coming clean
[A#] They ain't got no time to waste
[Cm] So if I've [F#] got to go
[D] I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
I
[D] want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
[N] I want some sugar, mister
I want some sugar, mister
I want some sugar in my coffin
Key:
Gm
D
Dm
F#
G
Gm
D
Dm
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
One, two, one, two, three, four. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ They're putting water in whiskey
Just to keep the boys in line
You ain't a bustin' up my place
Like [D] you did last time
The drinks are getting weaker
With every round they [Gm] serve
The way they keep us sober
Man, it's getting on my nerves
[D] So when I'm dead and gone
I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
Well, _ _ [D] I said if I've got to go
I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin _
Oh, _ _ no, there ain't no Elvis Presley
From the waist down
Or else I ain't learn nothing from [D] TV
Well, he's shaking like an animal
Point that camera where I said
We [Gm] need this white boy going crazy
Like a hole in the head
[D] So when I'm dead and gone
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin _
_ _ _ Well, I [D] said if I've got to go
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin _
Well, _ I [F#] want sugar in my coffin
I want a [G] couple better tastes
But [Gm] they hide it in your money
And there's cameras every place
[Dm] I've been living with it just [A#] about
As long as I didn't face
[Cm] So if I've [D] got to _ go _ _ _
_ I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
I _ _ _ [D] _ want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
_ _ No, _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I heard about the seance
In the White House yesterday
Half the president, Lincoln lost [D] his mind
Well, they call him in the graveyard
A digging in the mud
[G] That's [Gm] the father of our nation
With a sickness in his blood
So [D] won't you listen to me, mister
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
_ Well, _ I [D] said if I've really got to go
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
_ Well, _ [F#] I want sugar in my coffin
I want a couple better tastes
But [Gm] the president's a liar
The country's falling in disgrace
[Dm] If they're ever coming clean
[A#] They ain't got no time to waste
[Cm] So if I've [F#] got to go
_ [D] _ _ _ _ I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
_ _ I _
_ [D] _ want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ I want some sugar, mister
I want some sugar, mister
I want some sugar in my coffin _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
One, two, one, two, three, four. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ They're putting water in whiskey
Just to keep the boys in line
You ain't a bustin' up my place
Like [D] you did last time
The drinks are getting weaker
With every round they [Gm] serve
The way they keep us sober
Man, it's getting on my nerves
[D] So when I'm dead and gone
I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
Well, _ _ [D] I said if I've got to go
I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin _
Oh, _ _ no, there ain't no Elvis Presley
From the waist down
Or else I ain't learn nothing from [D] TV
Well, he's shaking like an animal
Point that camera where I said
We [Gm] need this white boy going crazy
Like a hole in the head
[D] So when I'm dead and gone
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin _
_ _ _ Well, I [D] said if I've got to go
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin _
Well, _ I [F#] want sugar in my coffin
I want a [G] couple better tastes
But [Gm] they hide it in your money
And there's cameras every place
[Dm] I've been living with it just [A#] about
As long as I didn't face
[Cm] So if I've [D] got to _ go _ _ _
_ I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
I _ _ _ [D] _ want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
_ _ No, _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I heard about the seance
In the White House yesterday
Half the president, Lincoln lost [D] his mind
Well, they call him in the graveyard
A digging in the mud
[G] That's [Gm] the father of our nation
With a sickness in his blood
So [D] won't you listen to me, mister
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
_ Well, _ I [D] said if I've really got to go
I want some sugar in [Gm] my coffin
_ Well, _ [F#] I want sugar in my coffin
I want a couple better tastes
But [Gm] the president's a liar
The country's falling in disgrace
[Dm] If they're ever coming clean
[A#] They ain't got no time to waste
[Cm] So if I've [F#] got to go
_ [D] _ _ _ _ I want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
_ _ I _
_ [D] _ want some sugar [Gm] in my coffin
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ I want some sugar, mister
I want some sugar, mister
I want some sugar in my coffin _ _