Chords for Merle Haggard Jams with John Spicer part 2
Tempo:
89.6 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
G
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
First song [G] that I ever, [D#] ever learned how to play.
Because [G#] I'm watching my grandpa and my [F#] dad play it.
[D] Sing me a song.
Ready?
[A]
The warden led a [E] prisoner [D] down the hallway to [A] his doom.
I stood up to say goodbye like home.
[E]
[A] I heard him tell [E] the warden [D] just before he reached [A] my cell.
Let my guitar playing friend [E] do my [A] request.
Let him sing me [E] back home [E] [D] with a song I [A] used to hear.
Make my old memories [E] come alive.
[F#] [A] Take me [E] away [D] and turn back, [A] please.
Sing me back [E] home before I [A] die.
[A]
[E]
[A]
[E]
[A] [E]
[D] [Dm] [A]
[E]
[A]
I recall last Sunday [E] morning, [D] a choir from on [A] the street
came in to sing a few old gospel songs.
[E]
[D] And [A] I heard him [E] tell the singers, [D] there's a song on my [A] mama's head.
Could I hear it once [E] before you [A] move on?
Could you sing me back [E]
home [D] with a song my [A] mama sang?
Make my old memories [E] come alive.
[C#m]
[G#m] Take me [E] away [D] and turn back, [A] please.
Sing me [E] back home before [A] I die.
Won't you sing me back [E] home before [D] I die?
[C#]
[A]
[G] You write on this guitar a [A#] lot?
Yeah.
It's a [G] comfy little guy.
Yeah, I've been hearing it [D] about all day.
Right [Am] at seven, I'm on the guitar about the same [Gm] time as you.
[C] I threw it around, [G] Bellman dropped it on its nose in [C] Phoenix one night.
[Am] [G] And it managed to survive, and I shot it.
[C] It's still playing.
Damn.
[D] You gotta love her.
You gotta love her.
It's a good playing little guitar.
[Cm] It's got just the right volume.
[F] Yeah.
[D] [Am]
[F] [C]
Because [G#] I'm watching my grandpa and my [F#] dad play it.
[D] Sing me a song.
Ready?
[A]
The warden led a [E] prisoner [D] down the hallway to [A] his doom.
I stood up to say goodbye like home.
[E]
[A] I heard him tell [E] the warden [D] just before he reached [A] my cell.
Let my guitar playing friend [E] do my [A] request.
Let him sing me [E] back home [E] [D] with a song I [A] used to hear.
Make my old memories [E] come alive.
[F#] [A] Take me [E] away [D] and turn back, [A] please.
Sing me back [E] home before I [A] die.
[A]
[E]
[A]
[E]
[A] [E]
[D] [Dm] [A]
[E]
[A]
I recall last Sunday [E] morning, [D] a choir from on [A] the street
came in to sing a few old gospel songs.
[E]
[D] And [A] I heard him [E] tell the singers, [D] there's a song on my [A] mama's head.
Could I hear it once [E] before you [A] move on?
Could you sing me back [E]
home [D] with a song my [A] mama sang?
Make my old memories [E] come alive.
[C#m]
[G#m] Take me [E] away [D] and turn back, [A] please.
Sing me [E] back home before [A] I die.
Won't you sing me back [E] home before [D] I die?
[C#]
[A]
[G] You write on this guitar a [A#] lot?
Yeah.
It's a [G] comfy little guy.
Yeah, I've been hearing it [D] about all day.
Right [Am] at seven, I'm on the guitar about the same [Gm] time as you.
[C] I threw it around, [G] Bellman dropped it on its nose in [C] Phoenix one night.
[Am] [G] And it managed to survive, and I shot it.
[C] It's still playing.
Damn.
[D] You gotta love her.
You gotta love her.
It's a good playing little guitar.
[Cm] It's got just the right volume.
[F] Yeah.
[D] [Am]
[F] [C]
Key:
A
E
D
G
C
A
E
D
First song [G] that I ever, [D#] ever learned how to play.
Because [G#] I'm watching my grandpa and my [F#] dad play it.
_ [D] Sing me a song.
Ready?
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ The warden led a [E] prisoner _ [D] down the hallway to [A] his doom.
_ I stood up to say goodbye like home.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ I heard him tell [E] the warden _ [D] just before he reached [A] my cell.
Let my guitar _ playing friend [E] do my [A] request. _ _ _
Let him sing me [E] back home [E] _ [D] with a song I [A] used to hear. _
_ Make my old memories [E] come alive. _ _ _ _
[F#] _ [A] Take _ me [E] away _ [D] and turn back, [A] please. _
_ Sing me back [E] home before I [A] die.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [D] _ [Dm] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ I recall last Sunday [E] morning, _ [D] a choir from on [A] the street
came in to sing a few old gospel songs.
_ _ [E] _ _
[D] _ And [A] I heard him [E] tell the singers, _ [D] there's a song on my [A] mama's head.
Could I hear it once _ [E] before you [A] move on? _ _ _ _
Could you sing me back [E]
home [D] with a song my [A] mama sang?
_ _ Make my old memories [E] come alive.
_ _ [C#m] _ _
_ [G#m] _ Take me _ [E] away _ [D] and turn back, [A] please.
_ _ Sing me [E] back home before [A] I die. _ _ _ _
Won't you sing me back [E] home before [D] I die?
_ _ [C#] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] You write on this guitar a [A#] lot?
Yeah.
It's a [G] comfy little guy.
Yeah, I've been hearing it [D] about all day.
Right [Am] at seven, I'm on the guitar about the same [Gm] time as you.
_ _ _ [C] I threw it around, _ [G] _ Bellman dropped it on its nose in [C] Phoenix one night.
_ [Am] _ [G] And it managed to survive, and I shot it.
[C] It's still playing.
Damn.
[D] You gotta love her.
You gotta love her. _ _ _ _ _
_ It's a good playing little guitar.
[Cm] It's got just the right volume.
[F] Yeah.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
Because [G#] I'm watching my grandpa and my [F#] dad play it.
_ [D] Sing me a song.
Ready?
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ The warden led a [E] prisoner _ [D] down the hallway to [A] his doom.
_ I stood up to say goodbye like home.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ I heard him tell [E] the warden _ [D] just before he reached [A] my cell.
Let my guitar _ playing friend [E] do my [A] request. _ _ _
Let him sing me [E] back home [E] _ [D] with a song I [A] used to hear. _
_ Make my old memories [E] come alive. _ _ _ _
[F#] _ [A] Take _ me [E] away _ [D] and turn back, [A] please. _
_ Sing me back [E] home before I [A] die.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [D] _ [Dm] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ I recall last Sunday [E] morning, _ [D] a choir from on [A] the street
came in to sing a few old gospel songs.
_ _ [E] _ _
[D] _ And [A] I heard him [E] tell the singers, _ [D] there's a song on my [A] mama's head.
Could I hear it once _ [E] before you [A] move on? _ _ _ _
Could you sing me back [E]
home [D] with a song my [A] mama sang?
_ _ Make my old memories [E] come alive.
_ _ [C#m] _ _
_ [G#m] _ Take me _ [E] away _ [D] and turn back, [A] please.
_ _ Sing me [E] back home before [A] I die. _ _ _ _
Won't you sing me back [E] home before [D] I die?
_ _ [C#] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] You write on this guitar a [A#] lot?
Yeah.
It's a [G] comfy little guy.
Yeah, I've been hearing it [D] about all day.
Right [Am] at seven, I'm on the guitar about the same [Gm] time as you.
_ _ _ [C] I threw it around, _ [G] _ Bellman dropped it on its nose in [C] Phoenix one night.
_ [Am] _ [G] And it managed to survive, and I shot it.
[C] It's still playing.
Damn.
[D] You gotta love her.
You gotta love her. _ _ _ _ _
_ It's a good playing little guitar.
[Cm] It's got just the right volume.
[F] Yeah.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _