Chords for Mo Pitney - My Father Didn't Raise No Fool (Acoustic Video)
Tempo:
116.6 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Bm
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [D]
[Bm] [A] [F#m]
[G] Preacher's kids from the [D] 60s, [B] too young to [A] be hippies.
[G] They were just kids when they [D] had me.
[Bm] I learned to crawl [A] in a one-bedroom.
[G] Being [D] young, dumb, and brave, [Bm] you find [A] truth the hard way.
[G] Well, thank [D] God for tough grace.
[B] My father [A] didn't raise [D] no fool.
[G] I want to [D] be just like [Bm] him, slow to speak [A] and quick to give.
[G] Be a [D] lay-your-life-down friend [B] for someone [A] I never [F#m] knew.
You [G] ask me why [D] I live my life [Fm] by the golden [E] rule.
[G] Well, my father didn't [A] [G] raise no fool.
[D] [B]
[A] [F#m] [G] Can't say [D] he spared the rod, but [B] I can say [A] he loves me a lot.
[G] Being a chip [D]
off that old block, [Bm] I've got a lot [A] to live up to.
[G] Walking in [D] a shadow that tall [Bm] makes
a mortal man [A] feel mighty small.
[G] So I ain't saying [D] that I know it all,
[Bm] but my father [A] didn't raise [D] no fool.
[G] I want to be just [D] like [Bm] him, slow to speak [A] and quick to forgive.
[G] Be a lay [D]-your-life-down [Bm] friend for someone [A] I never [F#m] knew.
[G] You ask me why [D] I live my life [F] by the golden [Em] rule.
[G] Well, my father [A] didn't
[G] raise no fool.
[D]
[Bm] [A] [F#]
[G] They wrote a [D] book about his life, [Bm] and I believe [A] every line.
[Gm] It says blind [D] men watched him die, [Bm] called him crazy.
[A] Some still do.
[D] He wrote and read about a grave that [Bm] only held him [A] down three days.
[G] And to this day, the [D] stone is rolled away.
[C#] Guess my father [A] didn't raise no fool.
[G]
[E] [D] [Bm]
[A] He didn't [F#m] [G] raise no fool.
[D] [Bm] [A] [G]
[D] [G]
[Bm] [A] [F#m]
[G] Preacher's kids from the [D] 60s, [B] too young to [A] be hippies.
[G] They were just kids when they [D] had me.
[Bm] I learned to crawl [A] in a one-bedroom.
[G] Being [D] young, dumb, and brave, [Bm] you find [A] truth the hard way.
[G] Well, thank [D] God for tough grace.
[B] My father [A] didn't raise [D] no fool.
[G] I want to [D] be just like [Bm] him, slow to speak [A] and quick to give.
[G] Be a [D] lay-your-life-down friend [B] for someone [A] I never [F#m] knew.
You [G] ask me why [D] I live my life [Fm] by the golden [E] rule.
[G] Well, my father didn't [A] [G] raise no fool.
[D] [B]
[A] [F#m] [G] Can't say [D] he spared the rod, but [B] I can say [A] he loves me a lot.
[G] Being a chip [D]
off that old block, [Bm] I've got a lot [A] to live up to.
[G] Walking in [D] a shadow that tall [Bm] makes
a mortal man [A] feel mighty small.
[G] So I ain't saying [D] that I know it all,
[Bm] but my father [A] didn't raise [D] no fool.
[G] I want to be just [D] like [Bm] him, slow to speak [A] and quick to forgive.
[G] Be a lay [D]-your-life-down [Bm] friend for someone [A] I never [F#m] knew.
[G] You ask me why [D] I live my life [F] by the golden [Em] rule.
[G] Well, my father [A] didn't
[G] raise no fool.
[D]
[Bm] [A] [F#]
[G] They wrote a [D] book about his life, [Bm] and I believe [A] every line.
[Gm] It says blind [D] men watched him die, [Bm] called him crazy.
[A] Some still do.
[D] He wrote and read about a grave that [Bm] only held him [A] down three days.
[G] And to this day, the [D] stone is rolled away.
[C#] Guess my father [A] didn't raise no fool.
[G]
[E] [D] [Bm]
[A] He didn't [F#m] [G] raise no fool.
[D] [Bm] [A] [G]
[D] [G]
Key:
D
G
A
Bm
F#m
D
G
A
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [F#m] _ _
[G] _ Preacher's kids from the _ [D] 60s, [B] _ too young to [A] be hippies. _
[G] They were just kids when they [D] had me. _
[Bm] I learned to crawl [A] in a one-bedroom. _
[G] _ Being [D] young, dumb, and brave, [Bm] you find [A] truth the hard way. _
[G] Well, thank [D] God for tough grace.
[B] My father [A] didn't raise [D] no fool.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ I want to [D] be just like [Bm] him, slow to speak [A] and quick to give.
_ [G] _ Be a [D] lay-your-life-down friend [B] for someone [A] I never [F#m] knew.
You [G] ask me why [D] I live my life [Fm] by the golden [E] rule.
_ _ _ _ [G] Well, my father didn't [A] _ _ [G] raise no fool.
[D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[A] _ [F#m] _ _ _ [G] _ Can't say [D] he spared the rod, but [B] I can say [A] he loves me a lot.
_ _ [G] Being a chip [D]
off that old block, [Bm] I've got a lot _ [A] to live up to.
_ _ [G] _ Walking in [D] a shadow that tall [Bm] makes
a mortal man [A] feel mighty small.
[G] So I ain't saying [D] that I know it all,
[Bm] but my father [A] didn't raise [D] no fool. _ _ _ _
[G] _ I want to be just [D] like [Bm] him, slow to speak [A] and quick to forgive.
[G] _ Be a lay [D]-your-life-down [Bm] friend for someone [A] I never [F#m] knew.
[G] You ask me why [D] I live my life [F] by the golden [Em] rule. _ _
_ _ _ [G] Well, my father [A] didn't _
[G] raise no fool.
[D] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [F#] _ _
[G] They wrote a [D] book about his life, [Bm] _ and I believe [A] every line. _
[Gm] _ It says blind [D] men watched him die, [Bm] called him crazy.
_ [A] Some still do.
_ [D] He wrote and read about a grave that [Bm] only held him [A] down three days.
[G] _ And to this day, the [D] stone is _ rolled away. _ _ _ _
[C#] Guess my father [A] didn't _ _ raise no _ fool.
[G] _ _ _ _
[E] _ [D] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[A] _ He didn't [F#m] _ [G] _ raise no fool.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [F#m] _ _
[G] _ Preacher's kids from the _ [D] 60s, [B] _ too young to [A] be hippies. _
[G] They were just kids when they [D] had me. _
[Bm] I learned to crawl [A] in a one-bedroom. _
[G] _ Being [D] young, dumb, and brave, [Bm] you find [A] truth the hard way. _
[G] Well, thank [D] God for tough grace.
[B] My father [A] didn't raise [D] no fool.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ I want to [D] be just like [Bm] him, slow to speak [A] and quick to give.
_ [G] _ Be a [D] lay-your-life-down friend [B] for someone [A] I never [F#m] knew.
You [G] ask me why [D] I live my life [Fm] by the golden [E] rule.
_ _ _ _ [G] Well, my father didn't [A] _ _ [G] raise no fool.
[D] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[A] _ [F#m] _ _ _ [G] _ Can't say [D] he spared the rod, but [B] I can say [A] he loves me a lot.
_ _ [G] Being a chip [D]
off that old block, [Bm] I've got a lot _ [A] to live up to.
_ _ [G] _ Walking in [D] a shadow that tall [Bm] makes
a mortal man [A] feel mighty small.
[G] So I ain't saying [D] that I know it all,
[Bm] but my father [A] didn't raise [D] no fool. _ _ _ _
[G] _ I want to be just [D] like [Bm] him, slow to speak [A] and quick to forgive.
[G] _ Be a lay [D]-your-life-down [Bm] friend for someone [A] I never [F#m] knew.
[G] You ask me why [D] I live my life [F] by the golden [Em] rule. _ _
_ _ _ [G] Well, my father [A] didn't _
[G] raise no fool.
[D] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [F#] _ _
[G] They wrote a [D] book about his life, [Bm] _ and I believe [A] every line. _
[Gm] _ It says blind [D] men watched him die, [Bm] called him crazy.
_ [A] Some still do.
_ [D] He wrote and read about a grave that [Bm] only held him [A] down three days.
[G] _ And to this day, the [D] stone is _ rolled away. _ _ _ _
[C#] Guess my father [A] didn't _ _ raise no _ fool.
[G] _ _ _ _
[E] _ [D] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[A] _ He didn't [F#m] _ [G] _ raise no fool.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _