Chords for red, white, and blue - Lynyrd Skynyrd
Tempo:
67.35 bpm
Chords used:
G#
F#
C#
E
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D#] [F#] Ooh, [C#] [C#m] [G#] mm-mm, we [F#]
[C#] [C#m] [G#]
don't have no plastic [D#m] LA friends, ain't on the edge of no popular [C#] trend, ain't
never [C#m] seen the inside of that [G#] magazine GQ.
We don't care if you're a lawyer or a Texas old [D#m] man, or some waitress bussing ass in some [C#] liquor stand.
If you [C#m] got soul, we hang [G#] out with people just like you.
My hair's [D#] turning white, my neck's [C#] always been red, my [G#] collar's still blue.
We've [D#] always been here, just trying to [A#m] sing the truth to you.
And [F#] guess you could say we've [C#] always been red, [G#] white, and blue.
[F#] Ooh, [G#m]
[Fm] mm-mm, [G#] rider on bikes, you're scourges, pair on [F#] dues, smoking campbells and drinking domestic [C#] bruises.
If you want to [E] know where I've been, just [G#] look at my hands.
Yeah, I've driven by the White House and spent some time in [F#] jail.
Mama cried, but she still wouldn't pay [C#] my bail.
I ain't been [E] no angel, but even [G#] God, he understands.
My hair's [D#] turning white, my neck's [C#] always been red, my [G#] collar's still blue.
We've [D#m] always been here, just trying to [A#m] sing the truth to you.
And [F#] guess you could say we've [C#] always been red, [G#] white, and blue.
Yeah, that's right.
[F#] [C#]
[E] [F#] [G#] Ooh, mm
[F#]-mm, [Fm] rider on bikes,
[E] [F#] [G#] you're scourges, pair on dues, smoking campbells and [F#] drinking
We paid our taxes and gave our lives [C#] to serve this great country.
[E] So what are they [G#] complaining about?
Yeah, we love our families, we love our [D#m] kids.
You know it's love that makes us all so [C#] rich.
That's where we're [E] at.
If they don't like it, [G#] they can just get the hell out.
My hair's [D#m] turning white, my neck's always [C#] been red, my collar's [G#] still blue.
We've always [D#m] been here, just trying to sing [A#m] the truth to you.
[F#] Oh, yeah, [C#] oh, [G#] my hair's turning [D#] white, my neck's always [C#] been red, my collar's [G#] still blue.
We've always [D#] been here, just trying to sing [A#m] the truth to you.
Guess [F#] you could say we've [C#] always been red, [E] white, and blue.
[F#] [G#] [E] [F#] [G#]
[E] [F#] [G#]
[E] [F#] [G#]
[E] [F#] [G#]
[E] [F#] [G#]
[C#] [C#m] [G#]
don't have no plastic [D#m] LA friends, ain't on the edge of no popular [C#] trend, ain't
never [C#m] seen the inside of that [G#] magazine GQ.
We don't care if you're a lawyer or a Texas old [D#m] man, or some waitress bussing ass in some [C#] liquor stand.
If you [C#m] got soul, we hang [G#] out with people just like you.
My hair's [D#] turning white, my neck's [C#] always been red, my [G#] collar's still blue.
We've [D#] always been here, just trying to [A#m] sing the truth to you.
And [F#] guess you could say we've [C#] always been red, [G#] white, and blue.
[F#] Ooh, [G#m]
[Fm] mm-mm, [G#] rider on bikes, you're scourges, pair on [F#] dues, smoking campbells and drinking domestic [C#] bruises.
If you want to [E] know where I've been, just [G#] look at my hands.
Yeah, I've driven by the White House and spent some time in [F#] jail.
Mama cried, but she still wouldn't pay [C#] my bail.
I ain't been [E] no angel, but even [G#] God, he understands.
My hair's [D#] turning white, my neck's [C#] always been red, my [G#] collar's still blue.
We've [D#m] always been here, just trying to [A#m] sing the truth to you.
And [F#] guess you could say we've [C#] always been red, [G#] white, and blue.
Yeah, that's right.
[F#] [C#]
[E] [F#] [G#] Ooh, mm
[F#]-mm, [Fm] rider on bikes,
[E] [F#] [G#] you're scourges, pair on dues, smoking campbells and [F#] drinking
We paid our taxes and gave our lives [C#] to serve this great country.
[E] So what are they [G#] complaining about?
Yeah, we love our families, we love our [D#m] kids.
You know it's love that makes us all so [C#] rich.
That's where we're [E] at.
If they don't like it, [G#] they can just get the hell out.
My hair's [D#m] turning white, my neck's always [C#] been red, my collar's [G#] still blue.
We've always [D#m] been here, just trying to sing [A#m] the truth to you.
[F#] Oh, yeah, [C#] oh, [G#] my hair's turning [D#] white, my neck's always [C#] been red, my collar's [G#] still blue.
We've always [D#] been here, just trying to sing [A#m] the truth to you.
Guess [F#] you could say we've [C#] always been red, [E] white, and blue.
[F#] [G#] [E] [F#] [G#]
[E] [F#] [G#]
[E] [F#] [G#]
[E] [F#] [G#]
[E] [F#] [G#]
Key:
G#
F#
C#
E
D#
G#
F#
C#
_ _ _ _ [D#] _ [F#] _ Ooh, [C#] _ _ [C#m] _ [G#] mm-mm, we _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
don't have no plastic [D#m] LA friends, ain't on the edge of no popular [C#] trend, ain't
never [C#m] seen the inside of that [G#] magazine GQ. _
We don't care if you're a lawyer or a Texas old [D#m] man, or some waitress bussing ass in some [C#] liquor stand.
If you [C#m] got soul, we hang [G#] out with people just like you. _
_ My hair's [D#] turning white, my neck's [C#] always been red, my [G#] collar's still blue.
We've [D#] always been here, just trying to [A#m] sing the truth to you.
And [F#] guess you could say we've [C#] always been red, [G#] white, and blue.
[F#] Ooh, _ [G#m] _
[Fm] mm-mm, [G#] rider _ _ _ on bikes, you're scourges, pair on [F#] dues, smoking campbells and drinking domestic [C#] bruises.
If you want to [E] know where I've been, just [G#] look at my hands.
Yeah, I've driven by the White House and spent some time in [F#] jail.
Mama cried, but she still wouldn't pay [C#] my bail.
I ain't been [E] no angel, but even [G#] God, he understands. _ _
_ My hair's [D#] turning white, my neck's [C#] always been red, my [G#] collar's still blue.
We've [D#m] always been here, just trying to [A#m] sing the truth to you.
And [F#] guess you could say we've [C#] always been red, [G#] white, and blue.
Yeah, that's right. _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ [G#] Ooh, mm _ _
[F#]-mm, _ _ [Fm] _ rider on bikes, _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] you're scourges, pair on dues, _ _ _ smoking campbells and [F#] drinking
We paid our taxes and gave our lives [C#] to serve this great country.
[E] So what are they [G#] complaining about? _
Yeah, we love our families, we love our [D#m] kids.
You know it's love that makes us all so [C#] rich.
That's where we're [E] at.
If they don't like it, [G#] they can just get the hell out.
_ My hair's [D#m] turning white, my neck's always [C#] been red, my collar's [G#] still blue.
We've always [D#m] been here, just trying to sing [A#m] the truth to you.
[F#] Oh, yeah, [C#] _ _ oh, [G#] _ my hair's turning [D#] white, my neck's always [C#] been red, my collar's [G#] still blue.
We've always [D#] been here, just trying to sing [A#m] the truth to you.
Guess [F#] you could say we've [C#] always been red, [E] white, and blue.
[F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
[C#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
don't have no plastic [D#m] LA friends, ain't on the edge of no popular [C#] trend, ain't
never [C#m] seen the inside of that [G#] magazine GQ. _
We don't care if you're a lawyer or a Texas old [D#m] man, or some waitress bussing ass in some [C#] liquor stand.
If you [C#m] got soul, we hang [G#] out with people just like you. _
_ My hair's [D#] turning white, my neck's [C#] always been red, my [G#] collar's still blue.
We've [D#] always been here, just trying to [A#m] sing the truth to you.
And [F#] guess you could say we've [C#] always been red, [G#] white, and blue.
[F#] Ooh, _ [G#m] _
[Fm] mm-mm, [G#] rider _ _ _ on bikes, you're scourges, pair on [F#] dues, smoking campbells and drinking domestic [C#] bruises.
If you want to [E] know where I've been, just [G#] look at my hands.
Yeah, I've driven by the White House and spent some time in [F#] jail.
Mama cried, but she still wouldn't pay [C#] my bail.
I ain't been [E] no angel, but even [G#] God, he understands. _ _
_ My hair's [D#] turning white, my neck's [C#] always been red, my [G#] collar's still blue.
We've [D#m] always been here, just trying to [A#m] sing the truth to you.
And [F#] guess you could say we've [C#] always been red, [G#] white, and blue.
Yeah, that's right. _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ [G#] Ooh, mm _ _
[F#]-mm, _ _ [Fm] _ rider on bikes, _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] you're scourges, pair on dues, _ _ _ smoking campbells and [F#] drinking
We paid our taxes and gave our lives [C#] to serve this great country.
[E] So what are they [G#] complaining about? _
Yeah, we love our families, we love our [D#m] kids.
You know it's love that makes us all so [C#] rich.
That's where we're [E] at.
If they don't like it, [G#] they can just get the hell out.
_ My hair's [D#m] turning white, my neck's always [C#] been red, my collar's [G#] still blue.
We've always [D#m] been here, just trying to sing [A#m] the truth to you.
[F#] Oh, yeah, [C#] _ _ oh, [G#] _ my hair's turning [D#] white, my neck's always [C#] been red, my collar's [G#] still blue.
We've always [D#] been here, just trying to sing [A#m] the truth to you.
Guess [F#] you could say we've [C#] always been red, [E] white, and blue.
[F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _