Chords for David Alan Coe - Long Haired Rednecked (Live in 1975)
Tempo:
105.75 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
A
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] Country [D] DJs all think [G] I'm an outlaw.
They never come see me in [C] this dive.
Where bikers staring cowboys [G] who are laughing at the [Em] hippies
Who are [A] praying they'll get out of [D] here alive.
Yeah, the loudmouth in the corner's [G] getting to me.
He's talking about my earrings [C] and my hair.
Yeah, I guess he ain't read the [G] signs that say I've [Em] been to prison.
[A] Someone ought to warn him before [D] I knock him off his chair.
Cause my long hair just can't cover up [G] my red lips.
Yeah, I've won every fight I've [C] ever fought.
Yeah, I don't need some turkey telling [G] me that I [Em] ain't country.
[A] Saying I ain't worth a [D] damn, don't check your daddy's ball.
Cause [G] I can sing all them songs [C] about Texas.
[D] And I still hear all the sad ones that I [G] know.
[E] They [G] tell me I look like [C] Merle Hager.
[A] And I sing a lot like David [D] Allen Cole.
And [C] the barmaid [D] in the last town [G] that we played in
Knew the words to every song I wrote.
She said Jimmy Rabbit turned her on to my [Em] last album
[A] Just about the time the [D] jukebox broke.
Johnny Cash and me [G] met out of prison
Long before Rodericka stole [C] that goat.
Glen Campbell knows I've always [G] been a [Em] rhinestone cowboy.
[A] I can do every [D] song Hank Williams ever wrote.
[G] And I can sing all them [A] songs [C] about Texas.
[Fm] [D] And I still do all the sad ones that I [G] know.
[E] It ain't my fault I look like [C] Merle Hager.
[A] And sound a lot like David [D] Allen Cole.
And [C] the barmaid in the last [G] town that we played in
Said it sounds like Tom Key [C] wrote this song.
I admit I might have [G] stole a little of his [Em] melody
But the [A] words they just seem to [D] come along.
Every time we caught her [G] in the jukebox.
Lord you know I'm about to [C] lose my mind.
I told that waitress [G] I was gonna kill her
[A] If she played that damn old song one [D] more time.
They never come see me in [C] this dive.
Where bikers staring cowboys [G] who are laughing at the [Em] hippies
Who are [A] praying they'll get out of [D] here alive.
Yeah, the loudmouth in the corner's [G] getting to me.
He's talking about my earrings [C] and my hair.
Yeah, I guess he ain't read the [G] signs that say I've [Em] been to prison.
[A] Someone ought to warn him before [D] I knock him off his chair.
Cause my long hair just can't cover up [G] my red lips.
Yeah, I've won every fight I've [C] ever fought.
Yeah, I don't need some turkey telling [G] me that I [Em] ain't country.
[A] Saying I ain't worth a [D] damn, don't check your daddy's ball.
Cause [G] I can sing all them songs [C] about Texas.
[D] And I still hear all the sad ones that I [G] know.
[E] They [G] tell me I look like [C] Merle Hager.
[A] And I sing a lot like David [D] Allen Cole.
And [C] the barmaid [D] in the last town [G] that we played in
Knew the words to every song I wrote.
She said Jimmy Rabbit turned her on to my [Em] last album
[A] Just about the time the [D] jukebox broke.
Johnny Cash and me [G] met out of prison
Long before Rodericka stole [C] that goat.
Glen Campbell knows I've always [G] been a [Em] rhinestone cowboy.
[A] I can do every [D] song Hank Williams ever wrote.
[G] And I can sing all them [A] songs [C] about Texas.
[Fm] [D] And I still do all the sad ones that I [G] know.
[E] It ain't my fault I look like [C] Merle Hager.
[A] And sound a lot like David [D] Allen Cole.
And [C] the barmaid in the last [G] town that we played in
Said it sounds like Tom Key [C] wrote this song.
I admit I might have [G] stole a little of his [Em] melody
But the [A] words they just seem to [D] come along.
Every time we caught her [G] in the jukebox.
Lord you know I'm about to [C] lose my mind.
I told that waitress [G] I was gonna kill her
[A] If she played that damn old song one [D] more time.
Key:
G
C
D
A
Em
G
C
D
_ _ [C] Country [D] DJs all think [G] I'm an outlaw.
They never come see me in [C] this dive.
_ Where bikers staring cowboys [G] who are laughing at the [Em] hippies
Who are [A] praying they'll get out of [D] here alive.
_ Yeah, the loudmouth in the corner's [G] getting to me.
_ He's talking about my earrings [C] and my hair.
Yeah, I guess he ain't read the [G] signs that say I've [Em] been to prison.
[A] Someone ought to warn him before [D] I knock him off his chair.
Cause my long hair just can't cover up [G] my red lips.
_ Yeah, I've won every fight I've [C] ever fought.
_ Yeah, I don't need some turkey telling [G] me that I [Em] ain't country.
[A] Saying I ain't worth a [D] damn, don't check your daddy's ball.
Cause [G] I can sing all them _ _ songs [C] about _ Texas. _ _ _ _
[D] _ And I still hear all the sad ones that I [G] know.
_ _ _ _ _ [E] They [G] tell me I look like [C] Merle Hager.
_ _ _ _ [A] And I sing a lot like David [D] Allen Cole. _
And [C] the barmaid [D] in the last town [G] that we played in
_ Knew the words to every song I wrote.
_ _ She said Jimmy Rabbit turned her on to my [Em] last album
[A] Just about the time the [D] jukebox broke.
_ _ Johnny Cash and me [G] met out of prison
_ _ Long before Rodericka stole [C] that goat.
_ _ Glen Campbell knows I've always [G] been a [Em] rhinestone cowboy.
[A] I can do every [D] song Hank Williams ever wrote.
[G] And I can sing all them [A] songs [C] about Texas. _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] [D] And I still do all the sad ones that I [G] know.
_ _ _ _ _ [E] It ain't my fault I look like [C] Merle Hager.
_ _ _ [A] And sound a lot like David [D] Allen Cole.
And [C] the barmaid in the last [G] town that we played in
_ _ Said it sounds like Tom Key [C] wrote this song.
_ I admit I might have [G] stole a little of his [Em] melody
But the [A] words they just seem to [D] come along.
_ _ Every time we caught her [G] in the jukebox.
_ _ Lord you know I'm about to [C] lose my mind.
_ I told that waitress [G] I was gonna kill her
[A] If she played that damn old song one [D] more time. _
They never come see me in [C] this dive.
_ Where bikers staring cowboys [G] who are laughing at the [Em] hippies
Who are [A] praying they'll get out of [D] here alive.
_ Yeah, the loudmouth in the corner's [G] getting to me.
_ He's talking about my earrings [C] and my hair.
Yeah, I guess he ain't read the [G] signs that say I've [Em] been to prison.
[A] Someone ought to warn him before [D] I knock him off his chair.
Cause my long hair just can't cover up [G] my red lips.
_ Yeah, I've won every fight I've [C] ever fought.
_ Yeah, I don't need some turkey telling [G] me that I [Em] ain't country.
[A] Saying I ain't worth a [D] damn, don't check your daddy's ball.
Cause [G] I can sing all them _ _ songs [C] about _ Texas. _ _ _ _
[D] _ And I still hear all the sad ones that I [G] know.
_ _ _ _ _ [E] They [G] tell me I look like [C] Merle Hager.
_ _ _ _ [A] And I sing a lot like David [D] Allen Cole. _
And [C] the barmaid [D] in the last town [G] that we played in
_ Knew the words to every song I wrote.
_ _ She said Jimmy Rabbit turned her on to my [Em] last album
[A] Just about the time the [D] jukebox broke.
_ _ Johnny Cash and me [G] met out of prison
_ _ Long before Rodericka stole [C] that goat.
_ _ Glen Campbell knows I've always [G] been a [Em] rhinestone cowboy.
[A] I can do every [D] song Hank Williams ever wrote.
[G] And I can sing all them [A] songs [C] about Texas. _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] [D] And I still do all the sad ones that I [G] know.
_ _ _ _ _ [E] It ain't my fault I look like [C] Merle Hager.
_ _ _ [A] And sound a lot like David [D] Allen Cole.
And [C] the barmaid in the last [G] town that we played in
_ _ Said it sounds like Tom Key [C] wrote this song.
_ I admit I might have [G] stole a little of his [Em] melody
But the [A] words they just seem to [D] come along.
_ _ Every time we caught her [G] in the jukebox.
_ _ Lord you know I'm about to [C] lose my mind.
_ I told that waitress [G] I was gonna kill her
[A] If she played that damn old song one [D] more time. _