Chords for Elvis Presley - Dixieland Rock (King Creole) HD
Tempo:
95.05 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
G#
A
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Here we go.
You'll be great tonight.
[F#] I heard you rehearsing before.
What kind of songs are they you're [A] singing?
Folk songs?
I guess [N] so.
That's what I thought.
What planet?
Just laughing it up, kid.
No offense.
[G] Nervous?
A little.
Well, I just wanted you to know the place isn't full.
But half a house can hate you as hard as it wants.
Now, when you walk out there tonight, as far as you're concerned, the place is jammed.
They're expecting the best and that's what you gotta give them.
You know something, Charlie?
I'm glad you told me this.
I'm not nervous anymore. Good.
I'm scared to death.
What for?
All you have to do is sing like you're mad and you'll be a smash.
Here we go.
The two biggest words in show business.
You're on.
[B] [A] [B]
And now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for.
The King Creole takes great pride in presenting a young man with a big future.
The new sensation of Bourbon Street, the boy with a beat, Danny Fisher.
[C#]
Well, down in New Orleans, at the Golden Goose, I grabbed a green-eyed dolly that was on the loose.
Well, I did that music, but she said, me too.
I said, pretty baby, come on and let's [F#] do the Dixieland Rock.
[D#m] Dixieland Rock.
[C#] Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
[G#] Let your hat on, [F#] shake it, shake it, [C#] to the Dixieland Rock for me.
With the blue light shining on her swinging hips, she got the drummer so nervous that he lost his sticks.
The cornet player hit a note that's flat.
The trump on the hit him with a poor cat's ass.
[F#] The Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
[C#] Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Let [G#] your hat on, shake [F#] it, shake it, to the [C#] Dixieland Rock [A#] [C#]
[A#m] [F#] for me.
[A#m] [F#] [C#]
I was all pooped out when the clock struck four, but she said, no, daddy can't leave the floor.
She wore a clinging dress that fit so tight, she couldn't sit down, so we danced [F#] all night.
The Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Let your hat on, shake it, [C#] shake it, to the Dixieland Rock for me.
[G#] Let your hat on, shake it, shake it, to the [D#]
Dixieland [C#] Rock for me.
[F#] [D#] [N]
You'll be great tonight.
[F#] I heard you rehearsing before.
What kind of songs are they you're [A] singing?
Folk songs?
I guess [N] so.
That's what I thought.
What planet?
Just laughing it up, kid.
No offense.
[G] Nervous?
A little.
Well, I just wanted you to know the place isn't full.
But half a house can hate you as hard as it wants.
Now, when you walk out there tonight, as far as you're concerned, the place is jammed.
They're expecting the best and that's what you gotta give them.
You know something, Charlie?
I'm glad you told me this.
I'm not nervous anymore. Good.
I'm scared to death.
What for?
All you have to do is sing like you're mad and you'll be a smash.
Here we go.
The two biggest words in show business.
You're on.
[B] [A] [B]
And now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for.
The King Creole takes great pride in presenting a young man with a big future.
The new sensation of Bourbon Street, the boy with a beat, Danny Fisher.
[C#]
Well, down in New Orleans, at the Golden Goose, I grabbed a green-eyed dolly that was on the loose.
Well, I did that music, but she said, me too.
I said, pretty baby, come on and let's [F#] do the Dixieland Rock.
[D#m] Dixieland Rock.
[C#] Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
[G#] Let your hat on, [F#] shake it, shake it, [C#] to the Dixieland Rock for me.
With the blue light shining on her swinging hips, she got the drummer so nervous that he lost his sticks.
The cornet player hit a note that's flat.
The trump on the hit him with a poor cat's ass.
[F#] The Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
[C#] Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Let [G#] your hat on, shake [F#] it, shake it, to the [C#] Dixieland Rock [A#] [C#]
[A#m] [F#] for me.
[A#m] [F#] [C#]
I was all pooped out when the clock struck four, but she said, no, daddy can't leave the floor.
She wore a clinging dress that fit so tight, she couldn't sit down, so we danced [F#] all night.
The Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Let your hat on, shake it, [C#] shake it, to the Dixieland Rock for me.
[G#] Let your hat on, shake it, shake it, to the [D#]
Dixieland [C#] Rock for me.
[F#] [D#] [N]
Key:
F#
C#
G#
A
B
F#
C#
G#
Here we go.
You'll be great tonight.
[F#] I heard you rehearsing before.
What kind of songs are they you're [A] singing?
Folk songs?
I guess [N] so.
That's what I thought.
What planet?
_ _ Just laughing it up, kid.
No offense. _
_ _ _ _ [G] Nervous?
A little.
Well, I just wanted you to know the place isn't full.
But half a house can hate you as hard as it wants.
Now, when you walk out there tonight, as far as you're concerned, the place is jammed.
They're expecting the best and that's what you gotta give them.
You know something, Charlie?
I'm glad you told me this.
I'm not nervous anymore. Good.
I'm scared to death.
What for?
All you have to do is sing like you're mad and you'll be a smash.
Here we go.
The two biggest words in show business.
You're on.
[B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ And now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for.
The King Creole takes great pride in presenting a young man with a big future.
The new sensation of Bourbon Street, the boy with a beat, Danny Fisher.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Well, down in New Orleans, at the Golden Goose, I grabbed a green-eyed dolly that was on the loose.
Well, I did that music, but she said, me too.
I said, pretty baby, come on and let's [F#] do the Dixieland Rock.
[D#m] Dixieland Rock.
[C#] Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
[G#] Let your hat on, [F#] shake it, shake it, [C#] to the Dixieland Rock for me.
With the blue light shining on her swinging hips, she got the drummer so nervous that he lost his sticks.
The cornet player hit a note that's flat.
The trump on the hit him with a poor cat's ass.
[F#] The Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
[C#] Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Let [G#] your hat on, shake [F#] it, shake it, to the [C#] Dixieland Rock _ _ [A#] _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ [F#] for _ _ me.
[A#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _
I was all pooped out when the clock struck four, but she said, no, daddy can't leave the floor.
She wore a clinging dress that fit so tight, she couldn't sit down, so we danced [F#] all night.
The Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Let your hat on, shake it, [C#] shake it, to the Dixieland Rock for me.
[G#] Let your hat on, shake it, shake it, to the [D#]
Dixieland [C#] Rock for me.
_ [F#] _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
You'll be great tonight.
[F#] I heard you rehearsing before.
What kind of songs are they you're [A] singing?
Folk songs?
I guess [N] so.
That's what I thought.
What planet?
_ _ Just laughing it up, kid.
No offense. _
_ _ _ _ [G] Nervous?
A little.
Well, I just wanted you to know the place isn't full.
But half a house can hate you as hard as it wants.
Now, when you walk out there tonight, as far as you're concerned, the place is jammed.
They're expecting the best and that's what you gotta give them.
You know something, Charlie?
I'm glad you told me this.
I'm not nervous anymore. Good.
I'm scared to death.
What for?
All you have to do is sing like you're mad and you'll be a smash.
Here we go.
The two biggest words in show business.
You're on.
[B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ And now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for.
The King Creole takes great pride in presenting a young man with a big future.
The new sensation of Bourbon Street, the boy with a beat, Danny Fisher.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Well, down in New Orleans, at the Golden Goose, I grabbed a green-eyed dolly that was on the loose.
Well, I did that music, but she said, me too.
I said, pretty baby, come on and let's [F#] do the Dixieland Rock.
[D#m] Dixieland Rock.
[C#] Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
[G#] Let your hat on, [F#] shake it, shake it, [C#] to the Dixieland Rock for me.
With the blue light shining on her swinging hips, she got the drummer so nervous that he lost his sticks.
The cornet player hit a note that's flat.
The trump on the hit him with a poor cat's ass.
[F#] The Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
[C#] Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Let [G#] your hat on, shake [F#] it, shake it, to the [C#] Dixieland Rock _ _ [A#] _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ [F#] for _ _ me.
[A#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _
I was all pooped out when the clock struck four, but she said, no, daddy can't leave the floor.
She wore a clinging dress that fit so tight, she couldn't sit down, so we danced [F#] all night.
The Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Well, the Dixieland Rock.
Dixieland Rock.
Let your hat on, shake it, [C#] shake it, to the Dixieland Rock for me.
[G#] Let your hat on, shake it, shake it, to the [D#]
Dixieland [C#] Rock for me.
_ [F#] _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _