Chords for Elvis Presley - Don't Cry Daddy/In The Ghetto - 4 Aug 1970 Rehearsal - Re-edited with Stereo audio
Tempo:
118.25 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
C
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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Okay.
[Dm] [D]
[G] [D]
Today I stumbled from my bed [F#] with thunder crashing in my head
and my [G] pillow still wet from last [D] night's tears.
[Am]
And [D] as I think of throwing up a [F#] voice inside my coffee cup
[C] my ears.
[Dm] [D]
[G] [D]
Today I stumbled from my bed [F#] with thunder crashing in my head
and my [G] pillow still wet from last [D] night's tears.
[Am]
And [D] as I think of throwing up a [F#] voice inside my coffee cup
[C] my ears.
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_ Okay. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Today I stumbled from my bed [F#] with thunder crashing in my head
and my [G] pillow still wet from last [D] night's tears. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am]
And [D] as I think of throwing up a [F#] voice inside my coffee cup
[G] kept crying out, ringing in [C] my _ _ _ ears.
[A] _ _
_ Don't [D] cry, fatty. _ _ _
_ _ _ Fatty, please [Em] don't cry.
_ _ [A] Don't cry.
_ _ [F#m]
Daddy, [G] you still got me and [E] little Tommy.
[D] Together we'll put [G] you on a bar.
[D] Daddy, please laugh [A] again.
Daddy, get up off your knees again.
[G] Oh, daddy, [F#m] _ _ [D] please don't cry. _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [D] Why are children always first [F#] to feel the pain
and curse the worst [G] that's coming somehow?
It just don't [D] seem right.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
Because every time I cry I know [F#] I beat my little children so
[G] I wonder would it be the same [C] tonight?
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ What's the [D] matter, daddy? _ _ _
_ _ _ Daddy, please [Em] don't cry.
_ _ [E] Don't cry.
[A] _ _
Daddy, [G] you still got me and little Tommy.
[D] Together we'll find a brand new mommy.
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again.
[A] Daddy, get up off [D] your knees again.
But [F#m] daddy, _ please don't cry. _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _
[A] Oh, [Em] daddy, _ _ [A] please _ don't [D] cry. _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ As the shit flies _ on _ _ _ [Em] a cold and gray Chicago morning
a poor little [G] baby child is [C] born in the ghetto. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And his mama _ cries. _ _ _ _ _
[E] Because if there's one thing she don't need
it's another [G] hungry mouth to feed in [C] the ghetto. _ _
_ _ _ _ People, [D] don't you understand?
[G] A child needs [F] a [C] helping hand.
[F] He'll grow to [D] be an angry young man someday. _
_ Take a [G] look at you.
_ _ [N] _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Today I stumbled from my bed [F#] with thunder crashing in my head
and my [G] pillow still wet from last [D] night's tears. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am]
And [D] as I think of throwing up a [F#] voice inside my coffee cup
[G] kept crying out, ringing in [C] my _ _ _ ears.
[A] _ _
_ Don't [D] cry, fatty. _ _ _
_ _ _ Fatty, please [Em] don't cry.
_ _ [A] Don't cry.
_ _ [F#m]
Daddy, [G] you still got me and [E] little Tommy.
[D] Together we'll put [G] you on a bar.
[D] Daddy, please laugh [A] again.
Daddy, get up off your knees again.
[G] Oh, daddy, [F#m] _ _ [D] please don't cry. _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [D] Why are children always first [F#] to feel the pain
and curse the worst [G] that's coming somehow?
It just don't [D] seem right.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
Because every time I cry I know [F#] I beat my little children so
[G] I wonder would it be the same [C] tonight?
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ What's the [D] matter, daddy? _ _ _
_ _ _ Daddy, please [Em] don't cry.
_ _ [E] Don't cry.
[A] _ _
Daddy, [G] you still got me and little Tommy.
[D] Together we'll find a brand new mommy.
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again.
[A] Daddy, get up off [D] your knees again.
But [F#m] daddy, _ please don't cry. _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _
[A] Oh, [Em] daddy, _ _ [A] please _ don't [D] cry. _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ As the shit flies _ on _ _ _ [Em] a cold and gray Chicago morning
a poor little [G] baby child is [C] born in the ghetto. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And his mama _ cries. _ _ _ _ _
[E] Because if there's one thing she don't need
it's another [G] hungry mouth to feed in [C] the ghetto. _ _
_ _ _ _ People, [D] don't you understand?
[G] A child needs [F] a [C] helping hand.
[F] He'll grow to [D] be an angry young man someday. _
_ Take a [G] look at you.
_ _ [N] _ _