Chords for Ronnie Dawson - Bad Case of a Broken Heart
Tempo:
93.45 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
E
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] [E] [Dm]
[Bm] [G]
[A] [D] [E]
[A] I'm a [D] fool to believe what the [G] doormat decision has ever [D] taught.
You [G] better call up the doctor, [E] cut it down with the fever, [A] and the taste of a broken [E] heart.
[G] Now the more people talking about the sweetheart trouble, [A] now it makes me feel so bad.
[G] Well I can testify to you now, [A] well I know him not to [G] me so bad.
[D] Well I'm worried and [B] sad, please don't worry me, [G] I'm mad, look at the line I'm [D] flying dark.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
That takes all the [B] girls, [G]
[D]
[A] [Dm] [G]
[D] [Am]
[Dm] [D]
the [G] fever won't put in [B] last no yo.
[D] I thought I was a horse way out in the [E] lead, but I ain't that goofy [A] in the cold.
[G] I'm a fool to believe what the [D] doormat decision has ever taught.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
[G] I told that gal I didn't care if she left, [E] I really didn't think she'd go.
[G] Well now she's gone and I'm [A] alone.
I think I'm doing pretty good, there's no saying I believe that it's [G] true.
I'm taking the floor [D] with you, oh boy.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
[G] Oh, you better call up the [B] doctor, cut me down with the [A] fever, and the taste of a [D] broken heart.
[Dm] [D]
[Bm] [G]
[A] [D] [E]
[A] I'm a [D] fool to believe what the [G] doormat decision has ever [D] taught.
You [G] better call up the doctor, [E] cut it down with the fever, [A] and the taste of a broken [E] heart.
[G] Now the more people talking about the sweetheart trouble, [A] now it makes me feel so bad.
[G] Well I can testify to you now, [A] well I know him not to [G] me so bad.
[D] Well I'm worried and [B] sad, please don't worry me, [G] I'm mad, look at the line I'm [D] flying dark.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
That takes all the [B] girls, [G]
[D]
[A] [Dm] [G]
[D] [Am]
[Dm] [D]
the [G] fever won't put in [B] last no yo.
[D] I thought I was a horse way out in the [E] lead, but I ain't that goofy [A] in the cold.
[G] I'm a fool to believe what the [D] doormat decision has ever taught.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
[G] I told that gal I didn't care if she left, [E] I really didn't think she'd go.
[G] Well now she's gone and I'm [A] alone.
I think I'm doing pretty good, there's no saying I believe that it's [G] true.
I'm taking the floor [D] with you, oh boy.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
[G] Oh, you better call up the [B] doctor, cut me down with the [A] fever, and the taste of a [D] broken heart.
[Dm] [D]
Key:
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D
A
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B
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D
A
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Dm] _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [A] _ I'm a [D] fool to believe what the [G] doormat decision has ever [D] taught.
You [G] better call up the doctor, [E] cut it down with the fever, [A] and the taste of a broken [E] heart.
[G] Now the more people talking about the sweetheart trouble, [A] now it makes me feel so bad.
[G] Well I can testify to you now, [A] well I know him not to [G] me so bad.
[D] Well I'm worried and [B] sad, please don't worry me, [G] I'm mad, look at the line I'm [D] flying dark.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
That takes all the [B] girls, _ _ [G] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
the [G] fever won't put in [B] last no yo.
[D] I thought I was a horse way out in the [E] lead, but I ain't that goofy [A] in the cold. _ _ _
_ [G] I'm a fool to believe what the [D] doormat decision has ever taught.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
[G] I told that gal I didn't care if she left, [E] I really didn't think she'd go.
[G] Well now she's gone and I'm [A] alone.
I think I'm doing pretty good, there's no saying I believe that it's [G] true.
I'm taking the floor [D] with you, oh boy.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
[G] Oh, you better call up the [B] doctor, cut me down with the [A] fever, and the taste of a [D] broken heart.
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [A] _ I'm a [D] fool to believe what the [G] doormat decision has ever [D] taught.
You [G] better call up the doctor, [E] cut it down with the fever, [A] and the taste of a broken [E] heart.
[G] Now the more people talking about the sweetheart trouble, [A] now it makes me feel so bad.
[G] Well I can testify to you now, [A] well I know him not to [G] me so bad.
[D] Well I'm worried and [B] sad, please don't worry me, [G] I'm mad, look at the line I'm [D] flying dark.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
That takes all the [B] girls, _ _ [G] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
the [G] fever won't put in [B] last no yo.
[D] I thought I was a horse way out in the [E] lead, but I ain't that goofy [A] in the cold. _ _ _
_ [G] I'm a fool to believe what the [D] doormat decision has ever taught.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
[G] I told that gal I didn't care if she left, [E] I really didn't think she'd go.
[G] Well now she's gone and I'm [A] alone.
I think I'm doing pretty good, there's no saying I believe that it's [G] true.
I'm taking the floor [D] with you, oh boy.
[G] You better call up the [A] doctor, cut me down with the fever, and the taste of a broken heart.
[G] Oh, you better call up the [B] doctor, cut me down with the [A] fever, and the taste of a [D] broken heart.
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