Chords for Jerry Williams - You Never Can Tell
Tempo:
79.95 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
Am
Dm
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
[A]
[D]
[G] It [D] was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed up well.
You could see that the air did truth, you loved the bride and [Am] the zell.
And [A] on the young, the dominoes shook, I rang the chapel [Am] bell.
[A]
Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell.
[Am]
They [D] burned the shulder apart, there was a blue roof unsaved.
The food you ate it was great, you gave the dinner [Am] and a cheese puree.
[A] Now when the air come work, the little vinyl drum had worked [Am] out well.
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell.
I said you can't tell.
[A] [Am]
[A] [Am]
[B] [A] [D] [Am]
[D] I stopped for the party, the Latin flair.
I sat the pedal in a record, oh, rock and [A] revel in jazz.
Now when the sun went down, the ruff and tempo of the [Am] music fell.
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, [D] you'd never count tell.
I said you can't
[A]
tell.
[Dm]
[D] The monster comes in, it was a sherry letter 53.
He comes down the new hall, it's the Sunday, [Dm] birthday, [A] anniversary.
It was Santa Fiega, wedding to the lovely [Am] Madame Azad.
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell.
It was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed up well.
You could see the Fiega, [Bm] it truly loved the Madame [A] Azad.
And all the young men called the monsieur, I'm going to tell [Am] for the world.
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [Bm] count tell.
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, [Dm] you'd never count tell.
[D] [N]
[A]
[D]
[G] It [D] was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed up well.
You could see that the air did truth, you loved the bride and [Am] the zell.
And [A] on the young, the dominoes shook, I rang the chapel [Am] bell.
[A]
Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell.
[Am]
They [D] burned the shulder apart, there was a blue roof unsaved.
The food you ate it was great, you gave the dinner [Am] and a cheese puree.
[A] Now when the air come work, the little vinyl drum had worked [Am] out well.
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell.
I said you can't tell.
[A] [Am]
[A] [Am]
[B] [A] [D] [Am]
[D] I stopped for the party, the Latin flair.
I sat the pedal in a record, oh, rock and [A] revel in jazz.
Now when the sun went down, the ruff and tempo of the [Am] music fell.
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, [D] you'd never count tell.
I said you can't
[A]
tell.
[Dm]
[D] The monster comes in, it was a sherry letter 53.
He comes down the new hall, it's the Sunday, [Dm] birthday, [A] anniversary.
It was Santa Fiega, wedding to the lovely [Am] Madame Azad.
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell.
It was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed up well.
You could see the Fiega, [Bm] it truly loved the Madame [A] Azad.
And all the young men called the monsieur, I'm going to tell [Am] for the world.
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [Bm] count tell.
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, [Dm] you'd never count tell.
[D] [N]
Key:
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Dm
Bm
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] It [D] was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed up well. _
You could see that the air did truth, you loved the bride and [Am] the zell.
And [A] on the young, the dominoes shook, I rang the chapel [Am] bell.
_ [A] _
Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell.
[Am]
They [D] burned the shulder apart, there was a blue roof unsaved.
The food you ate it was great, you gave the dinner [Am] and a cheese puree. _ _
[A] Now when the air come work, the little vinyl drum had worked [Am] out well. _ _
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell.
I said you can't tell. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [B] _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _
_ [D] I stopped for the party, the Latin flair. _
I sat the pedal in a record, oh, rock and [A] revel in jazz. _
Now when the sun went down, the ruff and tempo of the [Am] music fell. _
[A] _ Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, [D] you'd never count tell.
I said you can't _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
tell. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[D] The monster comes in, it was a sherry letter 53. _ _
He comes down the new hall, it's the Sunday, [Dm] birthday, [A] anniversary. _ _
It was Santa Fiega, wedding to the lovely [Am] Madame Azad. _
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell. _
It was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed up well. _
You could see the Fiega, [Bm] it truly loved the Madame [A] Azad. _ _
And all the young men called the monsieur, I'm going to tell [Am] for the world. _ _
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [Bm] count tell. _ _
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, [Dm] you'd never count tell.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] It [D] was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed up well. _
You could see that the air did truth, you loved the bride and [Am] the zell.
And [A] on the young, the dominoes shook, I rang the chapel [Am] bell.
_ [A] _
Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell.
[Am]
They [D] burned the shulder apart, there was a blue roof unsaved.
The food you ate it was great, you gave the dinner [Am] and a cheese puree. _ _
[A] Now when the air come work, the little vinyl drum had worked [Am] out well. _ _
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell.
I said you can't tell. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [B] _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _
_ [D] I stopped for the party, the Latin flair. _
I sat the pedal in a record, oh, rock and [A] revel in jazz. _
Now when the sun went down, the ruff and tempo of the [Am] music fell. _
[A] _ Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, [D] you'd never count tell.
I said you can't _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
tell. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[D] The monster comes in, it was a sherry letter 53. _ _
He comes down the new hall, it's the Sunday, [Dm] birthday, [A] anniversary. _ _
It was Santa Fiega, wedding to the lovely [Am] Madame Azad. _
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [D] count tell. _
It was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed up well. _
You could see the Fiega, [Bm] it truly loved the Madame [A] Azad. _ _
And all the young men called the monsieur, I'm going to tell [Am] for the world. _ _
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, you'd never [Bm] count tell. _ _
[A] Salavis said the old folks, they called the short, [Dm] you'd never count tell.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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