Chords for Is This Country Song Racist? - Key & Peele
Tempo:
72.75 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
E
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Hey, all I know is it's good having another brother move into the neighborhood.
Hey man, it's good to [Em] have you over.
And I [Eb] think that you will dig this.
[D] Alright.
Hey!
What's up?
Nice guitar collection.
Oh, thanks man.
Hey, you want to hear something?
Yeah, sure.
Alright.
Alright, let's get this to his wall.
Well, I'm just a good old American boy with a heart that's red, [G] white, and true.
[A] Dreaming of the girl with the red hair and freckles in her eyes like the skies [D] of blue.
Country music.
Yeah, I grew up in Texas, you know, so.
Alright.
Keep her safe from the homies in the wrong side of town, where they're smoking the reefer and [G] acting like clowns.
[A] Keep that pretty white dress from getting dirty and brown, cause that's the [D] American way.
[Em] Woohoo!
[N]
Oh, pretty racist song.
Racist against who?
Black people.
Black people?
But I'm black.
Well, keeping the red-headed girl away from the homies on the wrong side of town.
Homies?
Come on brother, this is all kinds of homies.
White homies, Asian homies.
Nah, homies are black.
No, I think you're making them black, man.
I mean, I think that's your stuff.
You hear the twang, and then you assume that it's racist.
But that's just what country music is like.
Here, look, you're gonna like this one.
You'll like this one.
[A] Alright.
[Gb] [A] Some folks wear their hats way off to the [D] side with their pants down low and a gun tucked inside.
[A] Take their beer by the 40 and their chicken deep [E] fried.
I think we all know who we're talking [A] about.
The only dark I like is when I turn [Bm] off the lights.
The [D] only hood I love is pointy [A] and white.
Can't trust you if I can't see your face at night.
[E] I think we all know [A] who we're talking about.
Wait, wait, [N] hey!
Stop that.
That's racist.
What's what?
What is racist about it?
The only hood I love is pointy and white?
Yeah, man.
That's talking about the Klan, man.
The Ku Klux Klan?
Are you outside of your mind?
That's traditional country music imagery, man.
You know, like a pickup truck or sweeping under the stars or your dog got killed or your wife left you.
Same thing.
I would have been fine with any of those things.
What is the difference between those things and what is in the song?
They're not racial.
Hey, you know what?
Can I just say something, man?
I'm just gonna be frank.
You're getting a little like Al Sharpton like Farrakhan on me right now, man.
Oh my God.
Are you serious?
Dude, dude, dude, please.
Hey, give me, you know what?
Can I do one more?
Let me just do one more, dog.
I absolutely promise you that this song is not racist and it's impossible for you to misinterpret it as such.
[Bb]
Okay, it seems like you're about to sing the most racist song so far.
I'm not.
[D]
Get me a rope and find me a tree.
Okay, I'm [G] out.
[Bb] Come on, man.
Hey.
Over here trying to sing about a tire swing.
Right off an entire genre of music.
[A] [Gb] [A] The banjos are strumming and [D] the drums are banging.
[E] Let's get the boys together [A] and have ourselves a hangin'- Oh, damn.
Now I see it.
Now I see it.
Hey man, it's good to [Em] have you over.
And I [Eb] think that you will dig this.
[D] Alright.
Hey!
What's up?
Nice guitar collection.
Oh, thanks man.
Hey, you want to hear something?
Yeah, sure.
Alright.
Alright, let's get this to his wall.
Well, I'm just a good old American boy with a heart that's red, [G] white, and true.
[A] Dreaming of the girl with the red hair and freckles in her eyes like the skies [D] of blue.
Country music.
Yeah, I grew up in Texas, you know, so.
Alright.
Keep her safe from the homies in the wrong side of town, where they're smoking the reefer and [G] acting like clowns.
[A] Keep that pretty white dress from getting dirty and brown, cause that's the [D] American way.
[Em] Woohoo!
[N]
Oh, pretty racist song.
Racist against who?
Black people.
Black people?
But I'm black.
Well, keeping the red-headed girl away from the homies on the wrong side of town.
Homies?
Come on brother, this is all kinds of homies.
White homies, Asian homies.
Nah, homies are black.
No, I think you're making them black, man.
I mean, I think that's your stuff.
You hear the twang, and then you assume that it's racist.
But that's just what country music is like.
Here, look, you're gonna like this one.
You'll like this one.
[A] Alright.
[Gb] [A] Some folks wear their hats way off to the [D] side with their pants down low and a gun tucked inside.
[A] Take their beer by the 40 and their chicken deep [E] fried.
I think we all know who we're talking [A] about.
The only dark I like is when I turn [Bm] off the lights.
The [D] only hood I love is pointy [A] and white.
Can't trust you if I can't see your face at night.
[E] I think we all know [A] who we're talking about.
Wait, wait, [N] hey!
Stop that.
That's racist.
What's what?
What is racist about it?
The only hood I love is pointy and white?
Yeah, man.
That's talking about the Klan, man.
The Ku Klux Klan?
Are you outside of your mind?
That's traditional country music imagery, man.
You know, like a pickup truck or sweeping under the stars or your dog got killed or your wife left you.
Same thing.
I would have been fine with any of those things.
What is the difference between those things and what is in the song?
They're not racial.
Hey, you know what?
Can I just say something, man?
I'm just gonna be frank.
You're getting a little like Al Sharpton like Farrakhan on me right now, man.
Oh my God.
Are you serious?
Dude, dude, dude, please.
Hey, give me, you know what?
Can I do one more?
Let me just do one more, dog.
I absolutely promise you that this song is not racist and it's impossible for you to misinterpret it as such.
[Bb]
Okay, it seems like you're about to sing the most racist song so far.
I'm not.
[D]
Get me a rope and find me a tree.
Okay, I'm [G] out.
[Bb] Come on, man.
Hey.
Over here trying to sing about a tire swing.
Right off an entire genre of music.
[A] [Gb] [A] The banjos are strumming and [D] the drums are banging.
[E] Let's get the boys together [A] and have ourselves a hangin'- Oh, damn.
Now I see it.
Now I see it.
Key:
A
D
G
E
Em
A
D
G
Hey, all I know is it's good having another brother move into the neighborhood.
Hey man, it's good to [Em] have you over.
And I [Eb] think that you will dig this.
[D] Alright.
_ Hey!
What's up?
Nice guitar collection.
Oh, thanks man.
Hey, you want to hear something?
Yeah, sure.
Alright.
Alright, let's get this to his wall.
Well, _ I'm just a good old American boy with a heart that's red, [G] white, and true.
_ [A] Dreaming of the girl with the red hair and freckles in her eyes like the skies [D] of blue.
Country music.
Yeah, I grew up in Texas, you know, so.
Alright.
Keep her safe from the homies in the wrong side of town, where they're smoking the reefer and [G] acting like _ clowns.
[A] Keep that pretty white dress from getting dirty and brown, cause that's the [D] American way.
_ [Em] Woohoo!
[N]
Oh, pretty racist song.
Racist against who?
Black people.
Black people?
But I'm black.
Well, keeping the red-headed girl away from the homies on the wrong side of town.
Homies?
Come on brother, this is all kinds of homies.
White homies, Asian homies.
Nah, homies are black.
No, I think you're making them black, man.
I mean, I think that's your stuff.
You hear the twang, and then you assume that it's racist.
But that's just what country music is like.
Here, look, you're gonna like this one.
You'll like this one.
[A] Alright.
_ _ [Gb] [A] Some folks wear their hats way off to the [D] side with their pants down low and a gun tucked inside.
[A] Take their beer by the 40 and their chicken deep [E] fried.
I think we all know who we're talking [A] about.
The only dark I like is when I turn [Bm] off the lights.
The [D] only hood I love is pointy [A] and white.
Can't trust you if I can't see your face at night.
[E] I think we all know [A] who we're talking about.
Wait, wait, [N] hey!
Stop that.
That's racist.
What's what?
What is racist about it?
The only hood I love is pointy and white?
Yeah, man.
That's talking about the Klan, man.
The Ku Klux Klan?
Are you outside of your mind?
That's traditional country music imagery, man.
You know, like a pickup truck or sweeping under the stars or your dog got killed or your wife left you.
Same thing.
I would have been fine with any of those things.
What is the difference between those things and what is in the song?
They're not racial.
Hey, you know what?
Can I just say something, man?
I'm just gonna be frank.
You're getting a little like Al Sharpton like Farrakhan on me right now, man.
Oh my God.
Are you serious?
Dude, dude, dude, please.
Hey, give me, you know what?
Can I do one more?
Let me just do one more, dog.
I absolutely promise you that this song is not racist and it's impossible for you to misinterpret it as such.
[Bb] _
Okay, it seems like you're about to sing the most racist song so far.
I'm not.
[D] _ _
_ Get me a rope and find me a tree.
Okay, I'm [G] out.
[Bb] Come on, man.
Hey.
Over here trying to sing about a tire swing.
_ Right off an entire genre of music.
[A] _ [Gb] [A] The banjos are strumming and [D] the drums are banging.
[E] Let's get the boys together [A] and have ourselves a hangin'- Oh, damn.
Now I see it.
_ Now I see it. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Hey man, it's good to [Em] have you over.
And I [Eb] think that you will dig this.
[D] Alright.
_ Hey!
What's up?
Nice guitar collection.
Oh, thanks man.
Hey, you want to hear something?
Yeah, sure.
Alright.
Alright, let's get this to his wall.
Well, _ I'm just a good old American boy with a heart that's red, [G] white, and true.
_ [A] Dreaming of the girl with the red hair and freckles in her eyes like the skies [D] of blue.
Country music.
Yeah, I grew up in Texas, you know, so.
Alright.
Keep her safe from the homies in the wrong side of town, where they're smoking the reefer and [G] acting like _ clowns.
[A] Keep that pretty white dress from getting dirty and brown, cause that's the [D] American way.
_ [Em] Woohoo!
[N]
Oh, pretty racist song.
Racist against who?
Black people.
Black people?
But I'm black.
Well, keeping the red-headed girl away from the homies on the wrong side of town.
Homies?
Come on brother, this is all kinds of homies.
White homies, Asian homies.
Nah, homies are black.
No, I think you're making them black, man.
I mean, I think that's your stuff.
You hear the twang, and then you assume that it's racist.
But that's just what country music is like.
Here, look, you're gonna like this one.
You'll like this one.
[A] Alright.
_ _ [Gb] [A] Some folks wear their hats way off to the [D] side with their pants down low and a gun tucked inside.
[A] Take their beer by the 40 and their chicken deep [E] fried.
I think we all know who we're talking [A] about.
The only dark I like is when I turn [Bm] off the lights.
The [D] only hood I love is pointy [A] and white.
Can't trust you if I can't see your face at night.
[E] I think we all know [A] who we're talking about.
Wait, wait, [N] hey!
Stop that.
That's racist.
What's what?
What is racist about it?
The only hood I love is pointy and white?
Yeah, man.
That's talking about the Klan, man.
The Ku Klux Klan?
Are you outside of your mind?
That's traditional country music imagery, man.
You know, like a pickup truck or sweeping under the stars or your dog got killed or your wife left you.
Same thing.
I would have been fine with any of those things.
What is the difference between those things and what is in the song?
They're not racial.
Hey, you know what?
Can I just say something, man?
I'm just gonna be frank.
You're getting a little like Al Sharpton like Farrakhan on me right now, man.
Oh my God.
Are you serious?
Dude, dude, dude, please.
Hey, give me, you know what?
Can I do one more?
Let me just do one more, dog.
I absolutely promise you that this song is not racist and it's impossible for you to misinterpret it as such.
[Bb] _
Okay, it seems like you're about to sing the most racist song so far.
I'm not.
[D] _ _
_ Get me a rope and find me a tree.
Okay, I'm [G] out.
[Bb] Come on, man.
Hey.
Over here trying to sing about a tire swing.
_ Right off an entire genre of music.
[A] _ [Gb] [A] The banjos are strumming and [D] the drums are banging.
[E] Let's get the boys together [A] and have ourselves a hangin'- Oh, damn.
Now I see it.
_ Now I see it. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _