Chords for Saffire - The Uppity Blues Women - Bald Headed Blues - THE VIDEO

[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
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_ _ _ [C] _ [Gm] _ [G] _ _
Dr.
said to me, girl, you're gonna lose your hair.
I thought it meant on my head, but [Am] Lord, he [G] meant everywhere.
Now my head [C] is round and [Gm] shiny [Am] [Gm] and [C] my ears [G] look really _ big.
_ _ _ [D]
But I still love myself, [G] no need to hide it with a wig. _ _ _ _ _
Let's get to the root of the problem, [C] no [G] need to spit hairs.
There's no [G] such thing as a bad hair day and for once I'm getting stares.
[C]
I really need a close shave and my new [G] do is a winner.
_ I _ _ _ [D]
paid thousands for [Gm] it downtown at the chemo [G] center.
_ _ [F] _ [G] _ Yeah, it [C] was hair today, [G] then gone tomorrow.
[C] I can life it down the drain [G] or [C] [G] wallow in the sorrow.
[B]
Dance with death or dance with [C] life, which one do I [Ab] [A] choose?
[D] I gotta [A] shake my butt [D] to them four-headed blues.
[G] Yeah, _ _ I'll [C] shake [G] it. _ _
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
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[G] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [G] _ If my [C] hair comes [G] back one day, it'll be [C] scattered, [G] tight and curly.
In a cheer-pep phase, I [C] still won't [G] look so girly.
[C] If you did not like my peach, no, you cannot [G] rub my _ _ fuzz.
_ [C] Oh [D] yeah, it's still the same [C] me.
I just, I just won't [G] lie like a _ rug.
_ _ Yeah, [C] mirror, [G] mirror on the wall, I'm still here, I'm standing tall.
My same ass stared back at me even [Am] though I [G] looked so differently.
[C]
I didn't battle cancer, _ there you know it [G] battled me.
_ _ _ Oh, [D] but it did not win.
[C] _ I'm still [G] standing, don't you see?
_ _ _ Oh [C] yeah, it was hair _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] today, then [Gm] gone [F] _ [G] _ [C] [G] tomorrow.
In the sorrow, [B]
dance with death or dance with [C] life, which one do I choose?
[A] Hey, I gotta shake my butt [D] to them four-headed blues.
[G] Yeah, love me.
Love me, boy.
Boy, you don't love me.
Oh dear, no.
Hey, love me.
Love me, boy. _ _ _
Hey, [Gm] you don't love me at all.
Yeah, I'm gonna shake it, [G] baby, shake it.
I'll shake it, baby, shake it to the four-headed blues.
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