Chords for Slim Dusty - I Must Have Good 'Terbaccy' When I Smoke
Tempo:
104.1 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
F#
D#
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C#]
[G#] [C#]
I was talking [G#] to a swaggy [C#] yesterday
His [F#] beard was long, his hair was silver [C#] grey
His [G#] dress was out of style, but [C#] he wore a friendly smile
[D#] And here is what the old man had [G#] to say
You [C#] may think me [G#] most unusual, [C#] my boy
When [F#] I tell you straight that I am [C#] stony broke
[F#] I tramp from year to year, [C#] and I'll drink all kinds of beer
But I like to [G#] have good backy [C#] when I smoke
[G#] [C#]
Now I'll show you [G#] this here old [C#] tobacco tin
The [F#] paint is gone, the sides [C#] are dintered in
But [F#] it's opened many a bottle [C#] in its wild and checkered life
And to me [G#] it has always [C#] been a friend
I [F#] diddle-dee-ee-hee-hee
I diddle-dee [C#]-ee-hee -hee
[G#] Hoo -dee-hoo -dee-hoo
[C#]
[C] [C#] I one [G#] time had a wife and [C#] everything
But [F#] a stranger came and soon we were [C#] apart
So [F#] I left my friends and home and [C#] I hit the road to Rome
But nicotine [G#] has mended my [C#] old heart
I've got no use [G#] for money in [C#] my life
[F#] You strive and struggle till it gets [C#] you down
I [F#] tramp until I lag, [C#] and then I'll drop my swag
And I'll sit [G#] and smoke and watch the world [C#] go round
When [G#] finally I reach the golden [C#] gates
They [F#] say St.
Peter, he's a decent [C#] bloke
If [F#] I'm taken with the blessed, this [C#] will be my last request
Oh, I must [G#] have good tobaccy when [C#] I smoke
Yes, I was talking [G#] to that swaggy [C#] yesterday
[F#] And what he told me I'll remember [C#] clear
[F#] Tramping out there with the breeze, [C#] happy as the birds and bees
And I reckon [G#] that he has the right [C#] idea
I [F#] diddle-dee-ee-hee-hee
I diddle-dee [C#]-ee-hee -hee
[G#] Hoo-dee-hoo -dee-hoo
[C#] [G#] [F#] [C#]
[G#] [C#]
I was talking [G#] to a swaggy [C#] yesterday
His [F#] beard was long, his hair was silver [C#] grey
His [G#] dress was out of style, but [C#] he wore a friendly smile
[D#] And here is what the old man had [G#] to say
You [C#] may think me [G#] most unusual, [C#] my boy
When [F#] I tell you straight that I am [C#] stony broke
[F#] I tramp from year to year, [C#] and I'll drink all kinds of beer
But I like to [G#] have good backy [C#] when I smoke
[G#] [C#]
Now I'll show you [G#] this here old [C#] tobacco tin
The [F#] paint is gone, the sides [C#] are dintered in
But [F#] it's opened many a bottle [C#] in its wild and checkered life
And to me [G#] it has always [C#] been a friend
I [F#] diddle-dee-ee-hee-hee
I diddle-dee [C#]-ee-hee -hee
[G#] Hoo -dee-hoo -dee-hoo
[C#]
[C] [C#] I one [G#] time had a wife and [C#] everything
But [F#] a stranger came and soon we were [C#] apart
So [F#] I left my friends and home and [C#] I hit the road to Rome
But nicotine [G#] has mended my [C#] old heart
I've got no use [G#] for money in [C#] my life
[F#] You strive and struggle till it gets [C#] you down
I [F#] tramp until I lag, [C#] and then I'll drop my swag
And I'll sit [G#] and smoke and watch the world [C#] go round
When [G#] finally I reach the golden [C#] gates
They [F#] say St.
Peter, he's a decent [C#] bloke
If [F#] I'm taken with the blessed, this [C#] will be my last request
Oh, I must [G#] have good tobaccy when [C#] I smoke
Yes, I was talking [G#] to that swaggy [C#] yesterday
[F#] And what he told me I'll remember [C#] clear
[F#] Tramping out there with the breeze, [C#] happy as the birds and bees
And I reckon [G#] that he has the right [C#] idea
I [F#] diddle-dee-ee-hee-hee
I diddle-dee [C#]-ee-hee -hee
[G#] Hoo-dee-hoo -dee-hoo
[C#] [G#] [F#] [C#]
Key:
C#
G#
F#
D#
C
C#
G#
F#
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G#] _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I was talking [G#] to a swaggy [C#] yesterday
_ His [F#] beard was long, his hair was silver [C#] grey
_ His [G#] dress was out of style, but [C#] he wore a friendly smile
[D#] And here is what the old man had [G#] to say
You [C#] may think me [G#] most unusual, [C#] my boy
When [F#] I tell you straight that I am [C#] stony broke
_ [F#] I tramp from year to year, [C#] and I'll drink all kinds of beer
But I like to [G#] have good backy [C#] when I smoke
_ [G#] _ [C#] _ _ _
Now I'll show you [G#] this here old [C#] tobacco tin
The [F#] paint is gone, the sides [C#] are dintered in
But [F#] it's opened many a bottle [C#] in its wild and checkered life
And to me [G#] it has always [C#] been a friend _
_ _ _ I [F#] diddle-dee-ee-hee-hee
_ _ I diddle-dee [C#]-ee-hee _ _ -hee _
[G#] Hoo _ _ -dee-hoo _ -dee-hoo
_ _ [C#] _ _ _
[C] _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ I one [G#] time had a wife and [C#] everything
_ But [F#] a stranger came and soon we were [C#] apart
_ So [F#] I left my friends and home and [C#] I hit the road to Rome
But nicotine [G#] has mended my [C#] old heart _ _ _
I've got no use [G#] for money in [C#] my life _
[F#] You strive and struggle till it gets [C#] you down
I [F#] tramp until I lag, [C#] and then I'll drop my swag
And I'll sit [G#] and smoke and watch the world [C#] go round _
_ _ _ _ When [G#] finally I reach the golden [C#] gates
They [F#] say St.
Peter, he's a decent [C#] bloke
_ If [F#] I'm taken with the blessed, this [C#] will be my last request
Oh, I must [G#] have good tobaccy when [C#] I smoke _ _ _ _ _
Yes, I was talking [G#] to that swaggy [C#] yesterday _ _
[F#] And what he told me I'll remember [C#] clear _
[F#] Tramping out there with the breeze, [C#] happy as the birds and bees
And I reckon [G#] that he has the right [C#] idea _
_ _ _ I [F#] diddle-dee-ee-hee-hee
_ I diddle-dee [C#]-ee-hee _ _ -hee _
[G#] _ Hoo-dee-hoo _ -dee-hoo
_ _ [C#] _ [G#] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G#] _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I was talking [G#] to a swaggy [C#] yesterday
_ His [F#] beard was long, his hair was silver [C#] grey
_ His [G#] dress was out of style, but [C#] he wore a friendly smile
[D#] And here is what the old man had [G#] to say
You [C#] may think me [G#] most unusual, [C#] my boy
When [F#] I tell you straight that I am [C#] stony broke
_ [F#] I tramp from year to year, [C#] and I'll drink all kinds of beer
But I like to [G#] have good backy [C#] when I smoke
_ [G#] _ [C#] _ _ _
Now I'll show you [G#] this here old [C#] tobacco tin
The [F#] paint is gone, the sides [C#] are dintered in
But [F#] it's opened many a bottle [C#] in its wild and checkered life
And to me [G#] it has always [C#] been a friend _
_ _ _ I [F#] diddle-dee-ee-hee-hee
_ _ I diddle-dee [C#]-ee-hee _ _ -hee _
[G#] Hoo _ _ -dee-hoo _ -dee-hoo
_ _ [C#] _ _ _
[C] _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ I one [G#] time had a wife and [C#] everything
_ But [F#] a stranger came and soon we were [C#] apart
_ So [F#] I left my friends and home and [C#] I hit the road to Rome
But nicotine [G#] has mended my [C#] old heart _ _ _
I've got no use [G#] for money in [C#] my life _
[F#] You strive and struggle till it gets [C#] you down
I [F#] tramp until I lag, [C#] and then I'll drop my swag
And I'll sit [G#] and smoke and watch the world [C#] go round _
_ _ _ _ When [G#] finally I reach the golden [C#] gates
They [F#] say St.
Peter, he's a decent [C#] bloke
_ If [F#] I'm taken with the blessed, this [C#] will be my last request
Oh, I must [G#] have good tobaccy when [C#] I smoke _ _ _ _ _
Yes, I was talking [G#] to that swaggy [C#] yesterday _ _
[F#] And what he told me I'll remember [C#] clear _
[F#] Tramping out there with the breeze, [C#] happy as the birds and bees
And I reckon [G#] that he has the right [C#] idea _
_ _ _ I [F#] diddle-dee-ee-hee-hee
_ I diddle-dee [C#]-ee-hee _ _ -hee _
[G#] _ Hoo-dee-hoo _ -dee-hoo
_ _ [C#] _ [G#] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _