Chords for Seasick Steve Busking on Haight Street, San Francisco, April 3rd 2011 DOG HOUSE BOOGIE in HD

Tempo:
148.05 bpm
Chords used:

F#

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A

D

D#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Seasick Steve Busking on Haight Street, San Francisco, April 3rd 2011 DOG HOUSE BOOGIE in HD chords
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[D#] [F#]
[B] [F] [F#]
My mom and daddy broke up when I was four years old.
When I was seven she went and got herself a stepdaddy.
Then the stepdaddy went off to Korea.
I believe he was a cook.
When he come back from Korea he was bad to the boy.
He so bad he could [G#] beat up on me [F#] and my little brother.
[D] [F#] One day he come in my bedroom, pushed me out through the window.
[F#]
The window was closed.
So I be laying out there in the grass and the broken glass just thinking to [C#] myself,
you know, [C] off of my head, [F#]
I'm going to kill this little boy.
When he come back from Korea he brought home this very pretty pearl handle, chrome plated,
45 automatic.
So the next day I go in the bedroom, pull out the pretty little chrome plated 45 automatic.
I sat on the edge of the [D] bed and I slammed one in the [F#] chamber and I waited for him to
come home from [N] work so I could put one in his punk [D] ass ear.
[F#]
[N] Well then I had to do something, but it was [F#] my Jesus.
[N]
He said, Steve, you dumb shit, you shoot that punk ass pope, you're going to go to jail
for the rest of your [D] life.
So why don't you [G] just pack your shit?
[F#]
So I left home before I was 14 years of age.
Figured I'd do it better on my own.
Then followed a number of years of bumming around, living hand to mouth.
Just sometimes getting locked up, sometimes [C#m] I don't know.
I never really had any school education.
Wasn't a hell of a lot I was going to be able to do.
[N] I always did pick on the guitar, put the hat [G#] out for the spare [F#] change.
Look, I don't know why things went wrong, [C] but it ain't bad now.
So I just keep playing [F#] my dog house blues.
[B] Sing a song, [F#] Apple.
Apple.
Sing a song, Apple.
[A#] Apple, Apple.
[F#]
[D#m] Sing a song.
[B] [F#] Sing a song, Apple.
Apple.
[B]
[A] [F#] [B]
[A] [F#]
[B]
[A] [F#]
[A] [F#]
[D#] [F#]
Come on, then.
[B] [F#] Sing a song, Apple.
Sing a song, Apple.
[F#m] Sing a song, Apple.
Sing [F#] a song, Apple.
[D#m]
Sing a song, [F#] Apple.
[B] Sing a song, Apple.
Sing a song, Apple.
Sing a song, Apple.
Sing [A] a song, Apple.
Sing a song, [A#] Apple.
Sing [E] a song, Apple.
[D#] Sing a song, Apple.
Sing
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F#
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B
12341112
A
1231
D
1321
D#
12341116
F#
134211112
B
12341112
A
1231
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_ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [F] _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ My mom and daddy broke up when I was four years old.
_ _ _ When I was seven she went and got herself a stepdaddy. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Then the stepdaddy went off to Korea.
I _ _ _ believe he was a cook. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ When he come back from Korea _ _ he was _ bad to the boy.
_ _ He so _ bad he could [G#] beat up on me [F#] and my little brother. _
_ _ [D] _ _ [F#] _ _ One day he come in my bedroom, _ _ _ pushed me out through the window.
_ _ [F#] _
The window was closed. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ So I be laying out there in the grass _ _ _ and the broken glass _ _ just thinking to [C#] myself,
you know, [C] _ off of my head, [F#] _
_ _ _ I'm going to kill this little boy. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ When he come back from Korea _ _ he brought home this very pretty _ _ _ pearl handle, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ chrome plated, _
_ _ _ _ _ _ 45 automatic. _ _ _ _ _ _
So the next day _ _ _ I go in the bedroom, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ pull out the pretty little _ _ _ chrome plated _ _ _ 45 automatic.
I sat _ on the edge of the [D] bed and I slammed one in the [F#] chamber _ _ and I waited for him to
come home from [N] work so I could put one in his punk [D] ass ear.
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] Well then I had _ to do something, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
but it was [F#] my Jesus.
_ _ _ [N]
He said, Steve, _ you dumb shit, _ you shoot that punk ass pope, you're going to go to jail
for the rest of your [D] life.
So why don't you [G] just pack your shit?
[F#] _
_ _ _ _ So I left home before I was 14 years of age.
_ _ Figured I'd do it better on my own.
_ _ Then followed a number of years of bumming around, _ living hand to mouth. _ _ _ _
Just sometimes getting locked up, _ _ sometimes [C#m] _ I don't know. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I never really had any school education. _
_ _ _ Wasn't a hell of a lot I was going to be able to do.
_ _ _ [N] I always did pick on the guitar, put the hat [G#] out for the spare [F#] change.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Look, I don't know why things went wrong, [C] but it ain't bad now.
So I just keep playing [F#] my dog house blues.
[B] _ Sing a song, [F#] Apple.
_ _ Apple. _
_ _ Sing a song, _ Apple. _
[A#] _ Apple, Apple.
[F#] _ _ _
_ [D#m] _ Sing a song.
[B] _ [F#] Sing a song, Apple. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Apple.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ [A] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [A] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Come on, then.
_ _ _ _ [B] _ [F#] Sing a song, Apple.
_ _ Sing a song, Apple.
_ _ _ [F#m] Sing a song, Apple. _
_ Sing [F#] a song, Apple.
[D#m] _ _
Sing a song, [F#] Apple.
_ _ [B] _ Sing a song, _ _ Apple.
Sing a song, Apple.
_ Sing a song, _ Apple.
Sing [A] a song, _ Apple.
Sing a song, _ [A#] _ Apple. _ _ _
Sing [E] a song, Apple.
[D#] Sing a song, Apple.
Sing