Chords for Kip Moore Sings A Song That He Wrote Called "Guitar Man"
Tempo:
134.95 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
B
A#m
A#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
You're [F#] sitting around the house and some people are over, friends, [A#]
[C#] [F#] and you have the guitar.
What do [A#m] you play [B] if you're just hanging out?
They're like, [F#] Kip, just play something easy for us.
[B] [F#]
[C#] [F#] Well I woke to the rise, sun going down, [C#] still taste [F#] the whiskey, [C#] still fresh on [F#] my mouth.
I got coffee, [B] smoke in [F#] my hand, [G#m] another day in [F#] the life of [C#] the guitar [F#]
man.
La da da.
[A#m] [F#] [B]
[F#] Well last night was a good night [B] as I reached in [F#] my jeans, crumpled up once, few [C#] tins in [F#]
between.
And a redhead named Annie, [B] she's still [F#] fast asleep, [B] made me make her [F#] a promise [C#] she knows I [F#] can't keep.
La da da.
[C#] [F#]
Time to fire up that two-tone [B]
bucket [F#] of rust, [C#] throw my amp and [F#] my case [C#] back of my [F#] truck.
Breathing my freedom, windows roll down, [C#] 46 [F#] miles [C#] till the next nameless [F#] town.
La da da.
[A#m]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
Well the place is still empty when I walk in the door.
[B]
Stints [F#] from the beer [C#] spilling up through the [F#] floor.
Give a nod to sweet Lisa, [B] she mixes [F#] the drinks.
[C#] Life's been [F#] hard on her, but [C#] she's been good [F#] to me.
La da da.
[F#] [B] [F#]
Off in the shadows [Bm] stands a stool [F#] and a stage, [C#] where many souls [F#] before me [C#] were put on [F#] display.
I take one last breath, time to pay some more dues.
[C#] Won't add up [F#] to nothing [C#] but tips and cheap [F#] booze.
Yeah the fruits of my labors when [B] the crowd [F#] sings along.
[C#] Nothing short [F#] of a savior, still I go home alone.
I'm an empty faceless, spot-a-like mic stand.
[D#m] I'll get you high, I'll [B] get you low, I'm [C#] the guitar [F#] man.
[E]
That right there.
This is a rock and roll
[C#] [F#] and you have the guitar.
What do [A#m] you play [B] if you're just hanging out?
They're like, [F#] Kip, just play something easy for us.
[B] [F#]
[C#] [F#] Well I woke to the rise, sun going down, [C#] still taste [F#] the whiskey, [C#] still fresh on [F#] my mouth.
I got coffee, [B] smoke in [F#] my hand, [G#m] another day in [F#] the life of [C#] the guitar [F#]
man.
La da da.
[A#m] [F#] [B]
[F#] Well last night was a good night [B] as I reached in [F#] my jeans, crumpled up once, few [C#] tins in [F#]
between.
And a redhead named Annie, [B] she's still [F#] fast asleep, [B] made me make her [F#] a promise [C#] she knows I [F#] can't keep.
La da da.
[C#] [F#]
Time to fire up that two-tone [B]
bucket [F#] of rust, [C#] throw my amp and [F#] my case [C#] back of my [F#] truck.
Breathing my freedom, windows roll down, [C#] 46 [F#] miles [C#] till the next nameless [F#] town.
La da da.
[A#m]
[F#] [C#] [F#]
Well the place is still empty when I walk in the door.
[B]
Stints [F#] from the beer [C#] spilling up through the [F#] floor.
Give a nod to sweet Lisa, [B] she mixes [F#] the drinks.
[C#] Life's been [F#] hard on her, but [C#] she's been good [F#] to me.
La da da.
[F#] [B] [F#]
Off in the shadows [Bm] stands a stool [F#] and a stage, [C#] where many souls [F#] before me [C#] were put on [F#] display.
I take one last breath, time to pay some more dues.
[C#] Won't add up [F#] to nothing [C#] but tips and cheap [F#] booze.
Yeah the fruits of my labors when [B] the crowd [F#] sings along.
[C#] Nothing short [F#] of a savior, still I go home alone.
I'm an empty faceless, spot-a-like mic stand.
[D#m] I'll get you high, I'll [B] get you low, I'm [C#] the guitar [F#] man.
[E]
That right there.
This is a rock and roll
Key:
F#
C#
B
A#m
A#
F#
C#
B
_ _ You're [F#] sitting around the house _ and some people are over, _ friends, [A#] _ _
[C#] _ [F#] and you have the guitar.
What do [A#m] you play [B] if you're just hanging out?
They're like, [F#] Kip, just play something easy for us. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ Well I woke to the rise, sun going down, [C#] still taste [F#] the whiskey, [C#] still fresh on [F#] my mouth.
I got coffee, [B] smoke in [F#] my hand, [G#m] another day in [F#] the life of [C#] the guitar [F#]
man.
La da da.
_ [A#m] _ _ [F#] _ [B] _
_ [F#] _ _ Well last night was a good night [B] as I reached in [F#] my jeans, crumpled up once, few [C#] tins in [F#]
between.
And a redhead named Annie, [B] she's still [F#] fast asleep, [B] made me make her [F#] a promise [C#] she knows I [F#] can't keep.
La da da.
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _
_ Time to fire up that two-tone [B]
bucket [F#] of rust, [C#] throw my amp and [F#] my case [C#] back of my [F#] truck.
Breathing my freedom, _ windows roll down, _ [C#] 46 [F#] miles [C#] till the next nameless [F#] town.
La da da.
_ [A#m] _
[F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Well the place is still empty when I walk in the door.
_ [B]
Stints [F#] from the beer [C#] spilling up through the [F#] floor.
Give a nod to sweet Lisa, [B] she mixes [F#] the drinks.
[C#] Life's been [F#] hard on her, but [C#] she's been good [F#] to me.
La da da.
_ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ Off in the shadows [Bm] stands a stool [F#] and a stage, [C#] where many souls [F#] before me [C#] were put on [F#] display.
I take one last breath, time to pay some more dues.
[C#] Won't add up [F#] to nothing [C#] but tips and cheap [F#] booze.
Yeah the fruits of my labors when [B] the crowd [F#] sings along.
[C#] Nothing short [F#] of a savior, still I go home alone.
I'm an empty _ faceless, spot-a-like mic stand.
[D#m] I'll get you high, I'll [B] get you low, I'm [C#] the guitar [F#] man.
_ [E]
That right there.
This is a rock and roll
[C#] _ [F#] and you have the guitar.
What do [A#m] you play [B] if you're just hanging out?
They're like, [F#] Kip, just play something easy for us. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ Well I woke to the rise, sun going down, [C#] still taste [F#] the whiskey, [C#] still fresh on [F#] my mouth.
I got coffee, [B] smoke in [F#] my hand, [G#m] another day in [F#] the life of [C#] the guitar [F#]
man.
La da da.
_ [A#m] _ _ [F#] _ [B] _
_ [F#] _ _ Well last night was a good night [B] as I reached in [F#] my jeans, crumpled up once, few [C#] tins in [F#]
between.
And a redhead named Annie, [B] she's still [F#] fast asleep, [B] made me make her [F#] a promise [C#] she knows I [F#] can't keep.
La da da.
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _
_ Time to fire up that two-tone [B]
bucket [F#] of rust, [C#] throw my amp and [F#] my case [C#] back of my [F#] truck.
Breathing my freedom, _ windows roll down, _ [C#] 46 [F#] miles [C#] till the next nameless [F#] town.
La da da.
_ [A#m] _
[F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Well the place is still empty when I walk in the door.
_ [B]
Stints [F#] from the beer [C#] spilling up through the [F#] floor.
Give a nod to sweet Lisa, [B] she mixes [F#] the drinks.
[C#] Life's been [F#] hard on her, but [C#] she's been good [F#] to me.
La da da.
_ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ Off in the shadows [Bm] stands a stool [F#] and a stage, [C#] where many souls [F#] before me [C#] were put on [F#] display.
I take one last breath, time to pay some more dues.
[C#] Won't add up [F#] to nothing [C#] but tips and cheap [F#] booze.
Yeah the fruits of my labors when [B] the crowd [F#] sings along.
[C#] Nothing short [F#] of a savior, still I go home alone.
I'm an empty _ faceless, spot-a-like mic stand.
[D#m] I'll get you high, I'll [B] get you low, I'm [C#] the guitar [F#] man.
_ [E]
That right there.
This is a rock and roll