Chords for John Prine - You Never Can Tell (Chuck Berry cover)
Tempo:
89.3 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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[B] You know, the teenage wedding and the old folks' twisted will, you can see that the attitude, it doesn't [F#] matter to them.
And now the young Missy O'Hanlon, now my brother Chapel Hill, said, I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
The furnished office apartment with a two-room, a robust sale.
The coolerator was filled with TV dinners and [F#] ginger ale.
But when the air by work, the little money coming worked out well.
Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
They had a high-five on the floor and they let it blast.
The 700-little record, all rock, [F#] rhythm and jazz.
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo was the music filled.
Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
They bought a souped-up chimney, a very red-tipped debris.
Going down to Orleans to celebrate their [F#] anniversary.
It was there where the air was wet and through, they loved it better than they'll.
Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
[F#]
[F#]
[B] It was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed the way.
You could see that the attitude, they loved it [F#] better than they'll.
And now the young Miss U and Madame are from the top of the hill.
Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
[F#]
[B]
[F#]
[F#]
[B] You know, the teenage wedding and the old folks' twisted will, you can see that the attitude, it doesn't [F#] matter to them.
And now the young Missy O'Hanlon, now my brother Chapel Hill, said, I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
The furnished office apartment with a two-room, a robust sale.
The coolerator was filled with TV dinners and [F#] ginger ale.
But when the air by work, the little money coming worked out well.
Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
They had a high-five on the floor and they let it blast.
The 700-little record, all rock, [F#] rhythm and jazz.
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo was the music filled.
Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
They bought a souped-up chimney, a very red-tipped debris.
Going down to Orleans to celebrate their [F#] anniversary.
It was there where the air was wet and through, they loved it better than they'll.
Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
[F#]
[F#]
[B] It was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed the way.
You could see that the attitude, they loved it [F#] better than they'll.
And now the young Miss U and Madame are from the top of the hill.
Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
[F#]
[B]
[F#]
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_ [B] _ _ _ You know, the teenage wedding and the old folks' twisted will, _ you can see that the attitude, it doesn't [F#] matter to them.
_ And now the young Missy O'Hanlon, now my brother Chapel Hill, _ _ said, I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
_ The furnished office apartment with a two-room, a robust sale.
_ The coolerator was filled with TV dinners and [F#] ginger ale.
_ But when the air by work, the little money coming worked out well.
_ Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
_ They had a high-five on the floor and they let it blast.
_ The 700-little record, all rock, [F#] rhythm and jazz.
_ But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo was the music filled.
_ Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
They bought a souped-up chimney, a very red-tipped debris.
_ Going down to Orleans to celebrate their [F#] anniversary.
_ _ It was there where the air was wet and through, they loved it better than they'll.
_ Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell. _ _ _ _ _
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_ [B] _ _ _ It was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed the way.
_ _ You could see that the attitude, they loved it [F#] better than they'll.
_ And now the young Miss U and Madame are from the top of the hill.
_ Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [B] _ _ _ You know, the teenage wedding and the old folks' twisted will, _ you can see that the attitude, it doesn't [F#] matter to them.
_ And now the young Missy O'Hanlon, now my brother Chapel Hill, _ _ said, I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
_ The furnished office apartment with a two-room, a robust sale.
_ The coolerator was filled with TV dinners and [F#] ginger ale.
_ But when the air by work, the little money coming worked out well.
_ Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
_ They had a high-five on the floor and they let it blast.
_ The 700-little record, all rock, [F#] rhythm and jazz.
_ But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo was the music filled.
_ Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell.
They bought a souped-up chimney, a very red-tipped debris.
_ Going down to Orleans to celebrate their [F#] anniversary.
_ _ It was there where the air was wet and through, they loved it better than they'll.
_ Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell. _ _ _ _ _
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_ [B] _ _ _ It was a teenage wedding and the old folks dressed the way.
_ _ You could see that the attitude, they loved it [F#] better than they'll.
_ And now the young Miss U and Madame are from the top of the hill.
_ Said I leave, said the old folks, they're going to show you [B] never can tell. _ _ _ _ _ _
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