Cherokee Fiddle Chords by Johnny Lee
Tempo:
149.9 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Bm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Jam Along & Learn...
[D]
[G]
[A] [Bb]
[Bm] [Bb]
When the [D] train went to [G] the station, he rolled [A] up his sleeves [Bb] and rossened [Bm] up his bow.
[Bb] Little [D] upside down, orange [G] blossom special.
Said [A] if you want to make a living, you got to put on a [D] good show.
When [Bm] he smelled the smoke [D] and the cinders, he [Bm] slicked back his hair and opened up [Em] his gate.
[A] Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, played [G] for the whiskey.
His [A] good whiskey never let him lose [D] his place.
He was always there, playing [G] for the miners.
[A] Devil's Dream was [Bb] a song they [Bm] understood.
[Bb]
Then [D] he'd go back to [G] Oklahoma.
[A] He'd wait till the train was running and the weather [D] was good.
When [Bm] he smelled the smoke and the [D] cinders, he slicked [Bm] back his hair and opened up [Em] his gate.
[A] Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, played [G] for the whiskey.
His [A] good whiskey never let him lose [D] his place.
Now
[G]
[A] [Bb]
[Bm] [Bb]
[D]
[Gb] [G]
[A]
[D]
the Indians are dressing up [G] like cowboys, [A] and the cowboys are [Bb] putting leather and [Bm] turquoise on.
[Bb]
And [D] the music's old [G] bylawed, [A] and the fools who fiddled in the middle of the station [D] are gone.
So
[Bm] I'm gonna say that I'll never [D] miss you.
My old [Bm] fiddle squealed like the [Em] Indian breeze.
[A]
[D] Cherokee fiddle, [Gb] gone [G] forever.
Just like the [A] music of the whistle at the old
[G] [D] locomotive maze.
So when [Bm] you smell the smoke [D] and the cinders, just slick [Bm] back your hair and open [Em] up [A] your gate.
Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, played [G] for the whiskey.
His [A] good whiskey never [Bb] let you lose [Bm] your place.
[Bb]
His good [D] whiskey [A] never let you lose [D] your place.
[Bm] [Bb]
[D] [G] His [D] good whiskey [A] never let you [D] lose your place.
[N]
[G]
[A] [Bb]
[Bm] [Bb]
When the [D] train went to [G] the station, he rolled [A] up his sleeves [Bb] and rossened [Bm] up his bow.
[Bb] Little [D] upside down, orange [G] blossom special.
Said [A] if you want to make a living, you got to put on a [D] good show.
When [Bm] he smelled the smoke [D] and the cinders, he [Bm] slicked back his hair and opened up [Em] his gate.
[A] Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, played [G] for the whiskey.
His [A] good whiskey never let him lose [D] his place.
He was always there, playing [G] for the miners.
[A] Devil's Dream was [Bb] a song they [Bm] understood.
[Bb]
Then [D] he'd go back to [G] Oklahoma.
[A] He'd wait till the train was running and the weather [D] was good.
When [Bm] he smelled the smoke and the [D] cinders, he slicked [Bm] back his hair and opened up [Em] his gate.
[A] Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, played [G] for the whiskey.
His [A] good whiskey never let him lose [D] his place.
Now
[G]
[A] [Bb]
[Bm] [Bb]
[D]
[Gb] [G]
[A]
[D]
the Indians are dressing up [G] like cowboys, [A] and the cowboys are [Bb] putting leather and [Bm] turquoise on.
[Bb]
And [D] the music's old [G] bylawed, [A] and the fools who fiddled in the middle of the station [D] are gone.
So
[Bm] I'm gonna say that I'll never [D] miss you.
My old [Bm] fiddle squealed like the [Em] Indian breeze.
[A]
[D] Cherokee fiddle, [Gb] gone [G] forever.
Just like the [A] music of the whistle at the old
[G] [D] locomotive maze.
So when [Bm] you smell the smoke [D] and the cinders, just slick [Bm] back your hair and open [Em] up [A] your gate.
Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, played [G] for the whiskey.
His [A] good whiskey never [Bb] let you lose [Bm] your place.
[Bb]
His good [D] whiskey [A] never let you lose [D] your place.
[Bm] [Bb]
[D] [G] His [D] good whiskey [A] never let you [D] lose your place.
[N]
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
When the [D] _ train _ _ went to [G] the station, _ _ he rolled [A] up his sleeves [Bb] and _ rossened [Bm] up his bow.
_ _ [Bb] _ Little [D] upside _ _ down, orange [G] blossom special. _ _ _
Said [A] if you want to make a living, you got to put on a [D] good show. _ _ _ _
When [Bm] he smelled _ _ the smoke [D] and the _ cinders, _ he [Bm] slicked back his _ hair and opened up [Em] his gate.
_ _ [A] _ Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, _ _ _ played [G] for the whiskey. _ _ _ _
His [A] good whiskey never let him lose [D] his place.
_ _ He was always _ _ there, _ _ playing [G] for the miners. _ _ _ _
[A] Devil's Dream was [Bb] a song they _ [Bm] understood.
_ _ [Bb] _ _
Then [D] he'd go _ _ back to [G] Oklahoma. _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] He'd wait till the train was running and the weather [D] was good. _ _ _ _
When [Bm] he _ smelled _ the smoke and the [D] cinders, _ _ he slicked [Bm] back his _ _ _ hair and opened up [Em] his gate.
_ _ [A] _ Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, _ _ _ played [G] for the whiskey. _ _ _
His [A] good whiskey never let him lose [D] his place.
Now _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gb] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
the _ _ Indians are dressing up [G] like cowboys, _ _ _ _ [A] and the _ cowboys are [Bb] putting leather and [Bm] turquoise on.
_ _ [Bb] _ _
And [D] the _ _ _ _ music's old [G] _ bylawed, _ _ _ _ [A] and the fools who fiddled in the middle of the station [D] are gone.
_ So _ _
[Bm] I'm gonna _ say _ that I'll never [D] miss you.
_ My old [Bm] fiddle _ _ _ squealed like the [Em] Indian breeze.
_ [A] _ _ _
[D] Cherokee fiddle, _ _ _ [Gb] gone [G] forever. _ _ _ _
Just like the [A] music of the whistle at the old _
[G] [D] locomotive maze.
_ _ So when [Bm] you smell _ _ _ the smoke [D] and the cinders, _ _ just slick [Bm] back your _ _ hair and open _ [Em] _ _ up [A] your gate.
Played [D] Cherokee _ fiddle, _ _ played [G] for the whiskey. _ _ _
His [A] good whiskey never [Bb] let you lose [Bm] your place.
_ _ [Bb] _ _
His good [D] _ whiskey [A] never let you lose [D] your place. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ His [D] good whiskey [A] never let you [D] lose your place. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
When the [D] _ train _ _ went to [G] the station, _ _ he rolled [A] up his sleeves [Bb] and _ rossened [Bm] up his bow.
_ _ [Bb] _ Little [D] upside _ _ down, orange [G] blossom special. _ _ _
Said [A] if you want to make a living, you got to put on a [D] good show. _ _ _ _
When [Bm] he smelled _ _ the smoke [D] and the _ cinders, _ he [Bm] slicked back his _ hair and opened up [Em] his gate.
_ _ [A] _ Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, _ _ _ played [G] for the whiskey. _ _ _ _
His [A] good whiskey never let him lose [D] his place.
_ _ He was always _ _ there, _ _ playing [G] for the miners. _ _ _ _
[A] Devil's Dream was [Bb] a song they _ [Bm] understood.
_ _ [Bb] _ _
Then [D] he'd go _ _ back to [G] Oklahoma. _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] He'd wait till the train was running and the weather [D] was good. _ _ _ _
When [Bm] he _ smelled _ the smoke and the [D] cinders, _ _ he slicked [Bm] back his _ _ _ hair and opened up [Em] his gate.
_ _ [A] _ Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, _ _ _ played [G] for the whiskey. _ _ _
His [A] good whiskey never let him lose [D] his place.
Now _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gb] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
the _ _ Indians are dressing up [G] like cowboys, _ _ _ _ [A] and the _ cowboys are [Bb] putting leather and [Bm] turquoise on.
_ _ [Bb] _ _
And [D] the _ _ _ _ music's old [G] _ bylawed, _ _ _ _ [A] and the fools who fiddled in the middle of the station [D] are gone.
_ So _ _
[Bm] I'm gonna _ say _ that I'll never [D] miss you.
_ My old [Bm] fiddle _ _ _ squealed like the [Em] Indian breeze.
_ [A] _ _ _
[D] Cherokee fiddle, _ _ _ [Gb] gone [G] forever. _ _ _ _
Just like the [A] music of the whistle at the old _
[G] [D] locomotive maze.
_ _ So when [Bm] you smell _ _ _ the smoke [D] and the cinders, _ _ just slick [Bm] back your _ _ hair and open _ [Em] _ _ up [A] your gate.
Played [D] Cherokee _ fiddle, _ _ played [G] for the whiskey. _ _ _
His [A] good whiskey never [Bb] let you lose [Bm] your place.
_ _ [Bb] _ _
His good [D] _ whiskey [A] never let you lose [D] your place. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ His [D] good whiskey [A] never let you [D] lose your place. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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