I Make The Dough, You Get The Glory Chords by Kathleen Edwards
Tempo:
125.1 bpm
Chords used:
C#m
F#
B
E
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] [G#m] [F#m] [B]
[C#m]
[B]
[C#m]
[B] Placing trail to the southern cities [C#m] from the streets of our hometown.
[E] [B] Basement bars we play from the [C#m] heart in the company of all friends.
[F#] If I write down these memories [C#m] that I have saved away.
[F#]
Photographs of the years that [C#m] passed inside my little brain.
[E] You're cool and crammed like Fulgur [G#m]
Elvis Presley in the [F#] 70s.
You're Chantel at the label.
[C#m] You're the Buffy, I'm just the table.
[E] I'm a poor temple, you're a Maserati.
[F#] [G#m] You're the grave one I'm next [F#] doorly.
You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
[C#m] I make the dough but you get the [B] glory.
[C#m]
[B] Big fish, small pond and some cover [C#m] songs that we sang along the way.
[E] [B] We used to midnight run to the Vesta launch [C#m] cheeseburgers and chocolate shakes.
[F#] And once I got drunk with Jeff I told [C#m] him I was in love with you.
[F#] But I love you like a brother so [C#m] I guess that half of it was true.
[F#] [E] And you're cool and crammed like Fulgur [G#m] Elvis Presley in the [F#] 70s.
You're Chantel at the label.
[C#m] You're the Buffy, I'm just the table.
[E] I'm a Dodge Bargall, you're a [G#m] Lamborghini.
You're the grave one I'm next doorly.
[F#] You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
[C#m] I make the dough but you get the [B] glory.
[C#m]
[B]
[C#m]
[F#] You fall right down these memories [C#m] that I have saved away.
[F#]
Photographs of the years that pass [C#m] inside my little [F#] brain.
[E] I'm sure it's been said in the finer [B] print.
[G#m] You make me look legit.
[F#] Every rotation on the CBC.
[C#m] Whatever in hell that really means.
Yeah, [E] you're cool and crammed.
[G#m] I'm Elvis Presley in the [F#] 70s.
You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
[C#m] I make the dough but you get the glory.
[B]
You [C#m]
[B]
[C#m] get the glory.
[B]
[C#m] [F#] [C#m] You get the glory.
[B] [C#m]
[B]
[N]
[C#m]
[B]
[C#m]
[B] Placing trail to the southern cities [C#m] from the streets of our hometown.
[E] [B] Basement bars we play from the [C#m] heart in the company of all friends.
[F#] If I write down these memories [C#m] that I have saved away.
[F#]
Photographs of the years that [C#m] passed inside my little brain.
[E] You're cool and crammed like Fulgur [G#m]
Elvis Presley in the [F#] 70s.
You're Chantel at the label.
[C#m] You're the Buffy, I'm just the table.
[E] I'm a poor temple, you're a Maserati.
[F#] [G#m] You're the grave one I'm next [F#] doorly.
You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
[C#m] I make the dough but you get the [B] glory.
[C#m]
[B] Big fish, small pond and some cover [C#m] songs that we sang along the way.
[E] [B] We used to midnight run to the Vesta launch [C#m] cheeseburgers and chocolate shakes.
[F#] And once I got drunk with Jeff I told [C#m] him I was in love with you.
[F#] But I love you like a brother so [C#m] I guess that half of it was true.
[F#] [E] And you're cool and crammed like Fulgur [G#m] Elvis Presley in the [F#] 70s.
You're Chantel at the label.
[C#m] You're the Buffy, I'm just the table.
[E] I'm a Dodge Bargall, you're a [G#m] Lamborghini.
You're the grave one I'm next doorly.
[F#] You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
[C#m] I make the dough but you get the [B] glory.
[C#m]
[B]
[C#m]
[F#] You fall right down these memories [C#m] that I have saved away.
[F#]
Photographs of the years that pass [C#m] inside my little [F#] brain.
[E] I'm sure it's been said in the finer [B] print.
[G#m] You make me look legit.
[F#] Every rotation on the CBC.
[C#m] Whatever in hell that really means.
Yeah, [E] you're cool and crammed.
[G#m] I'm Elvis Presley in the [F#] 70s.
You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
[C#m] I make the dough but you get the glory.
[B]
You [C#m]
[B]
[C#m] get the glory.
[B]
[C#m] [F#] [C#m] You get the glory.
[B] [C#m]
[B]
[N]
Key:
C#m
F#
B
E
G#m
C#m
F#
B
[F#] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] Placing trail to the southern cities [C#m] from the streets of our hometown.
[E] _ _ [B] _ Basement bars we play from the [C#m] heart in the company of all friends.
_ _ [F#] If I write down these _ memories [C#m] that I have saved away.
_ _ [F#] _ _ _
Photographs of the years that [C#m] passed inside my little brain.
[E] _ You're cool and crammed like Fulgur _ _ [G#m] _
Elvis Presley in the _ [F#] 70s.
You're Chantel at the _ label.
[C#m] You're the Buffy, I'm just the table.
[E] I'm a poor temple, you're a Maserati.
[F#] [G#m] You're the grave one I'm next [F#] doorly.
You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
_ [C#m] I make the dough but you get the [B] glory. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] Big fish, small pond and some cover [C#m] songs that we sang _ along the way.
[E] _ [B] We used to midnight run to the Vesta launch [C#m] _ cheeseburgers and chocolate shakes.
[F#] _ And once I got drunk with Jeff I told [C#m] him I was in love with you.
_ [F#] But I love you like a brother so [C#m] I guess that half of it was true.
_ [F#] [E] And you're cool and crammed like Fulgur [G#m] _ Elvis Presley in the _ _ [F#] 70s.
You're Chantel at the label.
_ [C#m] You're the Buffy, I'm just the table.
[E] I'm a Dodge Bargall, you're a _ [G#m] Lamborghini.
You're the grave _ _ one I'm next doorly.
[F#] You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
[C#m] I make the dough but you get the [B] glory. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ You fall right down these memories [C#m] that I have saved away.
_ [F#] _ _ _
Photographs of the years that pass [C#m] inside my little [F#] _ _ _ brain. _ _
[E] I'm sure it's been said in the finer [B] print.
[G#m] You make me look legit. _ _
_ [F#] Every rotation on the CBC.
_ [C#m] Whatever in hell that really means.
Yeah, [E] you're cool and crammed. _ _ _
_ [G#m] I'm Elvis Presley in the _ _ [F#] 70s.
You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
[C#m] I make the dough but you get the glory.
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _
You [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ get the glory.
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] [C#m] You get the glory.
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] Placing trail to the southern cities [C#m] from the streets of our hometown.
[E] _ _ [B] _ Basement bars we play from the [C#m] heart in the company of all friends.
_ _ [F#] If I write down these _ memories [C#m] that I have saved away.
_ _ [F#] _ _ _
Photographs of the years that [C#m] passed inside my little brain.
[E] _ You're cool and crammed like Fulgur _ _ [G#m] _
Elvis Presley in the _ [F#] 70s.
You're Chantel at the _ label.
[C#m] You're the Buffy, I'm just the table.
[E] I'm a poor temple, you're a Maserati.
[F#] [G#m] You're the grave one I'm next [F#] doorly.
You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
_ [C#m] I make the dough but you get the [B] glory. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] Big fish, small pond and some cover [C#m] songs that we sang _ along the way.
[E] _ [B] We used to midnight run to the Vesta launch [C#m] _ cheeseburgers and chocolate shakes.
[F#] _ And once I got drunk with Jeff I told [C#m] him I was in love with you.
_ [F#] But I love you like a brother so [C#m] I guess that half of it was true.
_ [F#] [E] And you're cool and crammed like Fulgur [G#m] _ Elvis Presley in the _ _ [F#] 70s.
You're Chantel at the label.
_ [C#m] You're the Buffy, I'm just the table.
[E] I'm a Dodge Bargall, you're a _ [G#m] Lamborghini.
You're the grave _ _ one I'm next doorly.
[F#] You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
[C#m] I make the dough but you get the [B] glory. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ You fall right down these memories [C#m] that I have saved away.
_ [F#] _ _ _
Photographs of the years that pass [C#m] inside my little [F#] _ _ _ brain. _ _
[E] I'm sure it's been said in the finer [B] print.
[G#m] You make me look legit. _ _
_ [F#] Every rotation on the CBC.
_ [C#m] Whatever in hell that really means.
Yeah, [E] you're cool and crammed. _ _ _
_ [G#m] I'm Elvis Presley in the _ _ [F#] 70s.
You're the Concorde I'm a carnival.
[C#m] I make the dough but you get the glory.
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _
You [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ get the glory.
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] [C#m] You get the glory.
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _