Chords for Merle Haggard - "Pancho And Lefty" Ryman Auditorium 8/25/14
Tempo:
73.65 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
Bm
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] [A#] We were down [D#] recording this thing at [A] Willie's Ranch, [C#] his [N] next number, and we'd already had
the album made.
We'd been up five days and five nights doing what you do.
We had this drink that supposedly came from the Bible.
It was called the Master Cleaner.
It was cayenne pepper, pure maple syrup, and lemon juice.
That's all we had to eat for five days and five nights.
Willie just doesn't have a cook.
Like [B] I say, we had [E] this whole album finished, and [Cm] we didn't really have [B] a title song for it.
[C#] I got to bed after five days and five nights, about five in the morning, and I just really
kind of got to [G] sleep in the door.
Somebody went to beat me on the door.
[N] My head was banging, and I got up and went to the door, and it was Willie.
I said, Willie, what are you doing?
He said, well, Willie bangs on your door, and you're on his property.
I already came in, and you [B] hear about these songs written on paper bags.
This [C#] song really was, because there wasn't no paper big enough to [A#] contain the [C#] words.
He really had this paper sack folded out there, and [B] he said, I think I found us a [G] song.
I said, well, great.
He said, the band's learning it right now.
I said, why don't you [Em] come in and we'll do it.
[A] I said, well, [F#] I'm in my shorts and [E] everything.
I really [G] can't see them words, Willie.
[E] There's a lot of words, and I don't know [N] what's the name of them.
He said, Onto the Lift.
Did you write it?
He said, no, I found it on an Emmy-Lou Harris record.
I said, well, that's great.
I said, you guys go on in there, and put it down, and I'll get up early in the morning
and do my part.
He said, no, he said, I want you to come and do it at the same time.
OK, so I said, I can't even see you.
So I went in there, and I do not remember recording this record.
A [E] lot of things you want to forget, but I wanted to remember this.
I [G#] looked good last night, [G] could I do that again?
They said, the record was already on its [C#m] way to New York.
[F] [A#] Yeah, great.
[B] I said, I don't know what I did.
They said, it was really good.
[N]
[E] [G] [A#] We're going [E] to do that first.
One, two, [D] three, four.
[Em]
[D]
Living on the road, my [A] friend, is going to keep you clean and clean.
[G] Now you wear your skin like [D] gold, your brother's [A] heart is [G] kerosene.
I keep my love zombie boy, [D] [G]
[Bm] [G] to cry when he's thinking [A]
[G] of you, thinking of [Bm] you.
[C#m] [D]
Rocker was a man, didn't he, [A] boy?
His horse was fat, his collar was [G] steel.
He wanted to come outside, [D] all [A] the night.
[G]
Not for many nights, you know, [D] on the street there's a [G] sound that keeps on [Bm] [G] [D] [A] [G]
passing [Bm] away.
[G] I'm a fellow, I say, [D] no [G] matter who you meet.
All that [A] passes away, [G] my mind is like [Bm] gold.
[C#m] [D] Lefty can't sing the [A] blues, all right, not how he used [G] to.
The gusset poncho ripped down the [D] side, and did [A] up a laughing [G] mat.
The dead man ain't far from [D] home, [G] lefty's split for a [Bm] while.
Where he got the [A] bread to go, [G] there ain't [Bm] nobody home.
[G] I'm a fellow, I say, [D] you'll [G] have him in a [Bm] day.
All [G] that I am [A] goes so long, [G] my mind is like [Bm] gold.
[G]
[D] [G] [Bm]
[G] [A] [G]
[B] [C#m] [D] Blow it down, I'm far too fed.
[A] Lefty's living, richy poor kid.
[G] The devil's quiet, he's [D] not cold.
[A] [G]
[D] [G] [Bm] [G]
[D] [A] [G] [Bm]
[G] I'm a fellow, I [D] say, you'll [G] have him in a [Bm] day.
[G] All that [A] passes away, [G] my mind is [Bm] like gold.
[G] Lefty can't sing the blues, all right, not how he used to.
All that I am [D] [G]
goes [F#m] so [A] long, [G] my mind is [Bm] like [A] [D]
gold.
the album made.
We'd been up five days and five nights doing what you do.
We had this drink that supposedly came from the Bible.
It was called the Master Cleaner.
It was cayenne pepper, pure maple syrup, and lemon juice.
That's all we had to eat for five days and five nights.
Willie just doesn't have a cook.
Like [B] I say, we had [E] this whole album finished, and [Cm] we didn't really have [B] a title song for it.
[C#] I got to bed after five days and five nights, about five in the morning, and I just really
kind of got to [G] sleep in the door.
Somebody went to beat me on the door.
[N] My head was banging, and I got up and went to the door, and it was Willie.
I said, Willie, what are you doing?
He said, well, Willie bangs on your door, and you're on his property.
I already came in, and you [B] hear about these songs written on paper bags.
This [C#] song really was, because there wasn't no paper big enough to [A#] contain the [C#] words.
He really had this paper sack folded out there, and [B] he said, I think I found us a [G] song.
I said, well, great.
He said, the band's learning it right now.
I said, why don't you [Em] come in and we'll do it.
[A] I said, well, [F#] I'm in my shorts and [E] everything.
I really [G] can't see them words, Willie.
[E] There's a lot of words, and I don't know [N] what's the name of them.
He said, Onto the Lift.
Did you write it?
He said, no, I found it on an Emmy-Lou Harris record.
I said, well, that's great.
I said, you guys go on in there, and put it down, and I'll get up early in the morning
and do my part.
He said, no, he said, I want you to come and do it at the same time.
OK, so I said, I can't even see you.
So I went in there, and I do not remember recording this record.
A [E] lot of things you want to forget, but I wanted to remember this.
I [G#] looked good last night, [G] could I do that again?
They said, the record was already on its [C#m] way to New York.
[F] [A#] Yeah, great.
[B] I said, I don't know what I did.
They said, it was really good.
[N]
[E] [G] [A#] We're going [E] to do that first.
One, two, [D] three, four.
[Em]
[D]
Living on the road, my [A] friend, is going to keep you clean and clean.
[G] Now you wear your skin like [D] gold, your brother's [A] heart is [G] kerosene.
I keep my love zombie boy, [D] [G]
[Bm] [G] to cry when he's thinking [A]
[G] of you, thinking of [Bm] you.
[C#m] [D]
Rocker was a man, didn't he, [A] boy?
His horse was fat, his collar was [G] steel.
He wanted to come outside, [D] all [A] the night.
[G]
Not for many nights, you know, [D] on the street there's a [G] sound that keeps on [Bm] [G] [D] [A] [G]
passing [Bm] away.
[G] I'm a fellow, I say, [D] no [G] matter who you meet.
All that [A] passes away, [G] my mind is like [Bm] gold.
[C#m] [D] Lefty can't sing the [A] blues, all right, not how he used [G] to.
The gusset poncho ripped down the [D] side, and did [A] up a laughing [G] mat.
The dead man ain't far from [D] home, [G] lefty's split for a [Bm] while.
Where he got the [A] bread to go, [G] there ain't [Bm] nobody home.
[G] I'm a fellow, I say, [D] you'll [G] have him in a [Bm] day.
All [G] that I am [A] goes so long, [G] my mind is like [Bm] gold.
[G]
[D] [G] [Bm]
[G] [A] [G]
[B] [C#m] [D] Blow it down, I'm far too fed.
[A] Lefty's living, richy poor kid.
[G] The devil's quiet, he's [D] not cold.
[A] [G]
[D] [G] [Bm] [G]
[D] [A] [G] [Bm]
[G] I'm a fellow, I [D] say, you'll [G] have him in a [Bm] day.
[G] All that [A] passes away, [G] my mind is [Bm] like gold.
[G] Lefty can't sing the blues, all right, not how he used to.
All that I am [D] [G]
goes [F#m] so [A] long, [G] my mind is [Bm] like [A] [D]
gold.
Key:
G
D
A
Bm
E
G
D
A
_ [E] [A#] We were down [D#] recording this thing at [A] Willie's Ranch, [C#] his [N] next number, _ and we'd already had
the album made.
We'd been up five days and five nights _ _ _ _ doing what you do. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ We had this drink that supposedly came from the Bible.
_ It was called the Master Cleaner. _
_ It was cayenne pepper, pure maple syrup, and lemon juice.
That's all we had to eat for five days and five nights.
Willie just doesn't have a cook.
_ _ _ Like [B] I say, we had [E] this whole album finished, and [Cm] we didn't really have [B] a title song for it.
[C#] I got to bed after five days and five nights, about five in the morning, and I just really
kind of got to [G] sleep in the door.
Somebody went to beat me on the door.
[N] _ My head was banging, and I got up and went to the door, and it was Willie.
I said, Willie, what are you doing?
_ He said, well, Willie bangs on your door, and you're on his property.
_ _ I already came in, and you [B] hear about these songs written on paper bags.
This [C#] song really was, because there wasn't no paper big enough to [A#] contain the [C#] words.
He really had this paper sack folded out there, and [B] he said, I think I found us a [G] song.
I said, well, great.
He said, the band's learning it right now.
I said, why don't you [Em] come in and we'll do it.
[A] I said, well, _ [F#] I'm in my shorts and [E] everything.
_ I really [G] can't see them words, Willie.
[E] _ There's a lot of words, and I don't know [N] what's the name of them.
He said, Onto the Lift.
_ _ Did _ _ _ _ _ _ _
you write it?
He said, no, I found it on an Emmy-Lou Harris record. _ _ _
_ _ _ I said, well, that's great.
I said, you guys go on in there, and put it down, and I'll get up early in the morning
and do my part.
He said, no, he said, I want you to come and do it at the same time.
_ _ OK, so I said, I can't even see you.
So I went in there, _ _ and I do not remember recording this record.
_ A _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] lot of things you want to forget, but I wanted to remember this.
I _ _ _ [G#] looked good last night, [G] could I do that again?
They said, the record was already on its [C#m] way to New York.
[F] _ _ [A#] Yeah, great.
[B] I said, I don't know what I did.
They said, it was really good.
[N] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [G] _ [A#] _ _ We're going [E] to do that first.
One, two, [D] three, four. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Living on the road, my [A] friend, is going to keep you clean and clean.
[G] Now you wear your skin like [D] gold, your brother's [A] heart is _ [G] kerosene.
I keep my love zombie boy, [D] _ _ [G] _
_ [Bm] _ [G] to cry when he's thinking [A] _ _ _
[G] of you, thinking of [Bm] you.
_ _ [C#m] _ [D]
Rocker was a man, didn't he, [A] boy?
His horse was fat, his collar was [G] steel.
He wanted to come outside, [D] all [A] the night.
_ [G] _
Not for many nights, you know, [D] on the street there's a [G] sound that keeps on [Bm] _ [G] _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G]
passing [Bm] away.
_ _ _ [G] I'm a fellow, I say, [D] no [G] matter who you meet.
All that [A] passes away, _ _ [G] my mind is like [Bm] gold.
_ _ [C#m] _ [D] Lefty can't sing the [A] blues, all right, not how he used [G] to.
The gusset poncho ripped down the [D] side, and did [A] up a laughing [G] mat.
The dead man ain't far from [D] home, [G] lefty's split for a [Bm] while.
Where he got the [A] bread to go, _ [G] there ain't [Bm] nobody home. _
_ [G] I'm a fellow, I say, [D] you'll [G] have him in a [Bm] day.
All [G] that I am [A] goes so long, _ [G] my mind is like [Bm] gold.
_ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ [G] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ [D] Blow it down, I'm far too fed.
[A] Lefty's living, richy poor kid.
[G] The devil's quiet, he's [D] not cold.
_ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ [G] _
[D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ [G] I'm a fellow, I [D] say, you'll [G] have him in a [Bm] day.
[G] All that [A] passes away, _ _ [G] my mind is [Bm] like gold. _
_ [G] _ Lefty can't sing the blues, all right, not how he used to.
All that I am [D] _ _ [G] _
goes _ [F#m] so [A] long, _ [G] my mind is [Bm] like _ _ [A] _ [D] _
_ gold. _ _ _ _ _
the album made.
We'd been up five days and five nights _ _ _ _ doing what you do. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ We had this drink that supposedly came from the Bible.
_ It was called the Master Cleaner. _
_ It was cayenne pepper, pure maple syrup, and lemon juice.
That's all we had to eat for five days and five nights.
Willie just doesn't have a cook.
_ _ _ Like [B] I say, we had [E] this whole album finished, and [Cm] we didn't really have [B] a title song for it.
[C#] I got to bed after five days and five nights, about five in the morning, and I just really
kind of got to [G] sleep in the door.
Somebody went to beat me on the door.
[N] _ My head was banging, and I got up and went to the door, and it was Willie.
I said, Willie, what are you doing?
_ He said, well, Willie bangs on your door, and you're on his property.
_ _ I already came in, and you [B] hear about these songs written on paper bags.
This [C#] song really was, because there wasn't no paper big enough to [A#] contain the [C#] words.
He really had this paper sack folded out there, and [B] he said, I think I found us a [G] song.
I said, well, great.
He said, the band's learning it right now.
I said, why don't you [Em] come in and we'll do it.
[A] I said, well, _ [F#] I'm in my shorts and [E] everything.
_ I really [G] can't see them words, Willie.
[E] _ There's a lot of words, and I don't know [N] what's the name of them.
He said, Onto the Lift.
_ _ Did _ _ _ _ _ _ _
you write it?
He said, no, I found it on an Emmy-Lou Harris record. _ _ _
_ _ _ I said, well, that's great.
I said, you guys go on in there, and put it down, and I'll get up early in the morning
and do my part.
He said, no, he said, I want you to come and do it at the same time.
_ _ OK, so I said, I can't even see you.
So I went in there, _ _ and I do not remember recording this record.
_ A _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] lot of things you want to forget, but I wanted to remember this.
I _ _ _ [G#] looked good last night, [G] could I do that again?
They said, the record was already on its [C#m] way to New York.
[F] _ _ [A#] Yeah, great.
[B] I said, I don't know what I did.
They said, it was really good.
[N] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [G] _ [A#] _ _ We're going [E] to do that first.
One, two, [D] three, four. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Living on the road, my [A] friend, is going to keep you clean and clean.
[G] Now you wear your skin like [D] gold, your brother's [A] heart is _ [G] kerosene.
I keep my love zombie boy, [D] _ _ [G] _
_ [Bm] _ [G] to cry when he's thinking [A] _ _ _
[G] of you, thinking of [Bm] you.
_ _ [C#m] _ [D]
Rocker was a man, didn't he, [A] boy?
His horse was fat, his collar was [G] steel.
He wanted to come outside, [D] all [A] the night.
_ [G] _
Not for many nights, you know, [D] on the street there's a [G] sound that keeps on [Bm] _ [G] _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G]
passing [Bm] away.
_ _ _ [G] I'm a fellow, I say, [D] no [G] matter who you meet.
All that [A] passes away, _ _ [G] my mind is like [Bm] gold.
_ _ [C#m] _ [D] Lefty can't sing the [A] blues, all right, not how he used [G] to.
The gusset poncho ripped down the [D] side, and did [A] up a laughing [G] mat.
The dead man ain't far from [D] home, [G] lefty's split for a [Bm] while.
Where he got the [A] bread to go, _ [G] there ain't [Bm] nobody home. _
_ [G] I'm a fellow, I say, [D] you'll [G] have him in a [Bm] day.
All [G] that I am [A] goes so long, _ [G] my mind is like [Bm] gold.
_ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ [G] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ [D] Blow it down, I'm far too fed.
[A] Lefty's living, richy poor kid.
[G] The devil's quiet, he's [D] not cold.
_ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ [G] _
[D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ [G] I'm a fellow, I [D] say, you'll [G] have him in a [Bm] day.
[G] All that [A] passes away, _ _ [G] my mind is [Bm] like gold. _
_ [G] _ Lefty can't sing the blues, all right, not how he used to.
All that I am [D] _ _ [G] _
goes _ [F#m] so [A] long, _ [G] my mind is [Bm] like _ _ [A] _ [D] _
_ gold. _ _ _ _ _