No Country Music For Old Men - Bellamy Brothers Ft. John Anderson Chords
Tempo:
117.05 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
F
D
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] They told him to just fade away, [F] his time had passed, [G] and all his kind [C] would die.
[D] But [C] he remembers when Hank played the opera, high as a [F] kite,
[G] while Patsy Cline was out
walking after [C] midnight.
[G] For he [C] saw the torch being passed from lefty [F] to merle.
Now [G] they're so-called successors, but it's hard to find a hero in this [C] world.
There ain't no country music for old [F] men.
[G] All of the good ones have died or just packed [C] it in.
[G] Now [C] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [F] who only know how to pretend.
But there ain't [G] no country music for [C] old men.
He was sitting on a bar stool the first time he heard [F] Jolene,
[G] a song by the prettiest angel
he'd ever [C] seen.
[G] [C] Back when Nashville was swinging and making [F] them deals, while [G] old Buck was out strolling
the streets of Lady [C] Cursed Hill.
There ain't no country music for [F] old men.
[G] All of the good ones have died or just packed [C] it in.
[G] Now [C] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [F] who only know how to pretend.
But there ain't [G] no country music for [C] old men.
[F] Though Red and Conway, Jones and Tammy [C] Whited, [Am] songs about prisons and passion and whiskey,
[D]
that's as good [G] as it's ever gonna get.
[C]
[F]
[Dm] [G]
[C]
[D] They call him Nostalgia with a permanent case of [G] the blues.
He [A] just walks around wondering who's gonna fill [D] their shoes.
[A]
Looking [D] back on the great ones we've lost, he says, why [G] so soon?
He [A] shed an ocean of tears on the graves of Johnny [D] and Jim.
There ain't no country music for [G] old men.
[A] All of the good ones have died or just packed [D] it in.
[A]
Now [D] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [G] who only know how to pretend.
But there [A] ain't no country music for [D] old men.
There [A] ain't no country music for [D] old men.
[D] But [C] he remembers when Hank played the opera, high as a [F] kite,
[G] while Patsy Cline was out
walking after [C] midnight.
[G] For he [C] saw the torch being passed from lefty [F] to merle.
Now [G] they're so-called successors, but it's hard to find a hero in this [C] world.
There ain't no country music for old [F] men.
[G] All of the good ones have died or just packed [C] it in.
[G] Now [C] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [F] who only know how to pretend.
But there ain't [G] no country music for [C] old men.
He was sitting on a bar stool the first time he heard [F] Jolene,
[G] a song by the prettiest angel
he'd ever [C] seen.
[G] [C] Back when Nashville was swinging and making [F] them deals, while [G] old Buck was out strolling
the streets of Lady [C] Cursed Hill.
There ain't no country music for [F] old men.
[G] All of the good ones have died or just packed [C] it in.
[G] Now [C] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [F] who only know how to pretend.
But there ain't [G] no country music for [C] old men.
[F] Though Red and Conway, Jones and Tammy [C] Whited, [Am] songs about prisons and passion and whiskey,
[D]
that's as good [G] as it's ever gonna get.
[C]
[F]
[Dm] [G]
[C]
[D] They call him Nostalgia with a permanent case of [G] the blues.
He [A] just walks around wondering who's gonna fill [D] their shoes.
[A]
Looking [D] back on the great ones we've lost, he says, why [G] so soon?
He [A] shed an ocean of tears on the graves of Johnny [D] and Jim.
There ain't no country music for [G] old men.
[A] All of the good ones have died or just packed [D] it in.
[A]
Now [D] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [G] who only know how to pretend.
But there [A] ain't no country music for [D] old men.
There [A] ain't no country music for [D] old men.
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_ _ _ _ _ [C] They told him to just fade away, [F] his time had passed, [G] and all his kind [C] would die.
_ _ _ _ [D] But [C] he remembers when Hank played the opera, high as a [F] kite, _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] while Patsy Cline was out
_ walking after [C] midnight.
_ _ [G] _ _ For he [C] saw the torch being passed from lefty [F] to merle.
_ _ _ _ Now [G] they're so-called successors, but it's hard to find a hero in this [C] world.
_ _ _ _ There ain't no country music for old [F] men.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] All of the good ones have died or just packed [C] it in.
_ _ [G] _ _ Now [C] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [F] who only know how to pretend.
But there ain't [G] no country music _ for [C] old men. _
_ _ _ He was sitting on a bar stool the first time he heard [F] Jolene, _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] a song by the prettiest angel
he'd ever [C] seen.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] Back when Nashville was swinging and making [F] them deals, _ _ _ _ while [G] old Buck was out strolling
the streets of Lady [C] Cursed Hill.
_ _ _ _ There ain't no country music for [F] old men.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] All of the good ones have died or just packed [C] it in.
_ _ [G] _ _ Now [C] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [F] who only know how to pretend.
But there ain't [G] no country music for [C] old men.
_ _ _ _ _ [F] Though Red and Conway, Jones and Tammy [C] Whited, _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] songs about prisons and passion and whiskey,
[D] _
that's as good [G] as it's ever gonna get.
[C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [D] They _ _ _ _ _ _ call him Nostalgia with a permanent case of [G] the blues. _ _ _ _
He [A] just walks around wondering who's gonna fill [D] their shoes.
_ _ [A] _ _
Looking [D] back on the great ones we've lost, he says, why [G] so soon? _ _ _ _
He [A] shed an ocean of tears on the graves of Johnny [D] and Jim. _ _ _ _
There ain't no country music for [G] old men. _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] All of the good ones have died or just packed [D] it in.
_ _ [A] _ _
Now [D] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [G] who only know how to pretend.
But there [A] ain't no country music for [D] old men. _ _ _ _
There [A] ain't no country music for [D] old men. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] They told him to just fade away, [F] his time had passed, [G] and all his kind [C] would die.
_ _ _ _ [D] But [C] he remembers when Hank played the opera, high as a [F] kite, _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] while Patsy Cline was out
_ walking after [C] midnight.
_ _ [G] _ _ For he [C] saw the torch being passed from lefty [F] to merle.
_ _ _ _ Now [G] they're so-called successors, but it's hard to find a hero in this [C] world.
_ _ _ _ There ain't no country music for old [F] men.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] All of the good ones have died or just packed [C] it in.
_ _ [G] _ _ Now [C] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [F] who only know how to pretend.
But there ain't [G] no country music _ for [C] old men. _
_ _ _ He was sitting on a bar stool the first time he heard [F] Jolene, _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] a song by the prettiest angel
he'd ever [C] seen.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] Back when Nashville was swinging and making [F] them deals, _ _ _ _ while [G] old Buck was out strolling
the streets of Lady [C] Cursed Hill.
_ _ _ _ There ain't no country music for [F] old men.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] All of the good ones have died or just packed [C] it in.
_ _ [G] _ _ Now [C] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [F] who only know how to pretend.
But there ain't [G] no country music for [C] old men.
_ _ _ _ _ [F] Though Red and Conway, Jones and Tammy [C] Whited, _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] songs about prisons and passion and whiskey,
[D] _
that's as good [G] as it's ever gonna get.
[C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [D] They _ _ _ _ _ _ call him Nostalgia with a permanent case of [G] the blues. _ _ _ _
He [A] just walks around wondering who's gonna fill [D] their shoes.
_ _ [A] _ _
Looking [D] back on the great ones we've lost, he says, why [G] so soon? _ _ _ _
He [A] shed an ocean of tears on the graves of Johnny [D] and Jim. _ _ _ _
There ain't no country music for [G] old men. _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] All of the good ones have died or just packed [D] it in.
_ _ [A] _ _
Now [D] there's losers and losers and would-be outlaws [G] who only know how to pretend.
But there [A] ain't no country music for [D] old men. _ _ _ _
There [A] ain't no country music for [D] old men. _ _ _ _
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