Chords for Spike (Live)
Tempo:
78.7 bpm
Chords used:
Am
A
E
G
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am] [A]
[Am]
This is a song [E] that we recorded for our Southern [Am] Accents album.
[E] It's got a little story that goes along with [Am] it.
[A] This is about a young boy, [Am] he used to wear a dog collar.
[E] He might still be wearing that dog collar, I haven't seen him in a while.
[Am] But I used to [E] see him all the time.
And his name, what's his name?
That's right, [Am] his name was Spike.
I used to see Spike when we lived down in Gainesville, Florida years ago.
[E] I used to see him out walking in the middle of the summer wearing that dog collar.
[Am]
Had his leather jacket on.
One day we saw him headed right for this bar in town.
I'd never been in that bar.
It was called the Cypress Lounge.
[A] They always told us never to go in [Am] the Cypress Lounge.
Mike was there.
This is Mike Campbell over here playing the guitar.
We were sitting there doing nothing.
And we saw Spike walking right through the Cypress Lounge.
I said, Mike, this is going to be good.
[E] [Am] So I followed him in, I walked in out of the sunlight.
It was real dark in that bar, I couldn't see nothing.
I could see the glow of a jukebox in the back.
And I could hear [A] this voice say, look, [Am] we've got another one.
[E] Just like the other ones.
Another bad ass.
Another [G] troublemaker.
I'm scared of you boys.
I'm scared [E] of you.
This one's going to show us what [F] that is.
We've got a man with a dog collar on.
[G] Think we ought to throw a spike at him.
[Am]
Spike [A] would sing.
He's got a
Well, [Am] here's another misfit.
Another [A] Jimmy Dean.
I bet he's got a motorbike.
[Em] What do y'all think?
[G] I bet if we be good, we'll get a ride on it.
If he ain't too [Am] mad about the future.
[C] We want to help him see.
[G] The future ain't what it used to be.
[E]
[A] [G]
[A] [G]
[Am] I hear
[D] Nothing.
[C] [D]
[C] [D] [E]
[A]
You do really well.
You do really well.
You do really well.
[G] [Am]
[G] Spike, you're scaring my wife.
[Am]
[G] Please, Spike, tell me about [Am] life.
Well, can you tell me about life, Spike?
Well, I want to know.
You might need me, a dog collar too, boy.
I like it.
It might feel good.
I might see the world a whole new way.
I might be a brand new man.
I might be one bad motherfucker.
[E] I might say it.
[Am]
I might say it.
I might say it.
[A] I might say it.
[Am] I might say it.
[E] Fuck it.
[A]
[Am]
[E]
[A] [G]
Spike, what are you lying?
[Am] [G]
Sir, Spike, you're scaring my [A] wife.
[G]
Sir, Spike, tell us about life.
[Am]
Well, it got real [E] quiet in that bar.
And I remember seeing Spike slide down easy off of that bar stool.
[Am] Walk straight to the door and threw it open.
Sun came in like a searchlight.
And Spike walked straight to the side of Interstate 75.
And he stuck out his thumb [A] and said,
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee-dee.
Oof.
Oof.
[A]
[N]
[Am]
This is a song [E] that we recorded for our Southern [Am] Accents album.
[E] It's got a little story that goes along with [Am] it.
[A] This is about a young boy, [Am] he used to wear a dog collar.
[E] He might still be wearing that dog collar, I haven't seen him in a while.
[Am] But I used to [E] see him all the time.
And his name, what's his name?
That's right, [Am] his name was Spike.
I used to see Spike when we lived down in Gainesville, Florida years ago.
[E] I used to see him out walking in the middle of the summer wearing that dog collar.
[Am]
Had his leather jacket on.
One day we saw him headed right for this bar in town.
I'd never been in that bar.
It was called the Cypress Lounge.
[A] They always told us never to go in [Am] the Cypress Lounge.
Mike was there.
This is Mike Campbell over here playing the guitar.
We were sitting there doing nothing.
And we saw Spike walking right through the Cypress Lounge.
I said, Mike, this is going to be good.
[E] [Am] So I followed him in, I walked in out of the sunlight.
It was real dark in that bar, I couldn't see nothing.
I could see the glow of a jukebox in the back.
And I could hear [A] this voice say, look, [Am] we've got another one.
[E] Just like the other ones.
Another bad ass.
Another [G] troublemaker.
I'm scared of you boys.
I'm scared [E] of you.
This one's going to show us what [F] that is.
We've got a man with a dog collar on.
[G] Think we ought to throw a spike at him.
[Am]
Spike [A] would sing.
He's got a
Well, [Am] here's another misfit.
Another [A] Jimmy Dean.
I bet he's got a motorbike.
[Em] What do y'all think?
[G] I bet if we be good, we'll get a ride on it.
If he ain't too [Am] mad about the future.
[C] We want to help him see.
[G] The future ain't what it used to be.
[E]
[A] [G]
[A] [G]
[Am] I hear
[D] Nothing.
[C] [D]
[C] [D] [E]
[A]
You do really well.
You do really well.
You do really well.
[G] [Am]
[G] Spike, you're scaring my wife.
[Am]
[G] Please, Spike, tell me about [Am] life.
Well, can you tell me about life, Spike?
Well, I want to know.
You might need me, a dog collar too, boy.
I like it.
It might feel good.
I might see the world a whole new way.
I might be a brand new man.
I might be one bad motherfucker.
[E] I might say it.
[Am]
I might say it.
I might say it.
[A] I might say it.
[Am] I might say it.
[E] Fuck it.
[A]
[Am]
[E]
[A] [G]
Spike, what are you lying?
[Am] [G]
Sir, Spike, you're scaring my [A] wife.
[G]
Sir, Spike, tell us about life.
[Am]
Well, it got real [E] quiet in that bar.
And I remember seeing Spike slide down easy off of that bar stool.
[Am] Walk straight to the door and threw it open.
Sun came in like a searchlight.
And Spike walked straight to the side of Interstate 75.
And he stuck out his thumb [A] and said,
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee-dee.
Oof.
Oof.
[A]
[N]
Key:
Am
A
E
G
C
Am
A
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ This is a song [E] that we recorded for our Southern [Am] Accents album. _ _ _
[E] It's got a little story that goes along with [Am] it. _ _
[A] This is about a young boy, [Am] he used to wear a dog collar. _ _ _
_ [E] He might still be wearing that dog collar, I haven't seen him in a while. _
[Am] _ But I used to [E] see him all the time.
And his name, _ _ what's his name?
_ That's right, [Am] _ his name was Spike.
_ _ I used to see Spike when we lived down in Gainesville, Florida years ago. _ _
[E] I used to see him out walking in the middle of the summer wearing that dog collar.
_ [Am]
Had his leather jacket on.
_ _ _ One day we saw him headed right for this bar in town.
I'd never been in that bar.
It was called the Cypress Lounge.
_ [A] They always told us never to go in [Am] the Cypress Lounge.
_ _ Mike was there.
This is Mike Campbell over here playing the guitar. _ _ _ _ _ _
We were sitting there doing nothing.
And we saw Spike walking right through the Cypress Lounge.
I said, Mike, this is going to be good. _ _
[E] _ [Am] So I followed him in, I walked in out of the sunlight.
It was real dark in that bar, I couldn't see nothing.
I could see the glow of a jukebox in the back.
And I could hear [A] this voice say, look, [Am] we've got another one.
[E] Just like the other ones.
Another bad ass.
Another [G] troublemaker.
I'm scared of you boys.
I'm scared [E] of you.
This one's going to show us what [F] that is.
We've got a man with a dog collar on.
[G] Think we ought to throw a spike at him.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _
Spike [A] would sing. _ _ _ _
He's got a_ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Well, [Am] here's another misfit.
Another [A] Jimmy Dean.
I bet he's got a motorbike.
[Em] What do y'all think?
[G] I bet if we be good, we'll get a ride on it.
If he ain't too [Am] mad about the future.
[C] We want to help him see.
[G] The future ain't what it used to be.
_ [E] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Am] I hear_
[D] _ _ Nothing. _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ You do really well.
You do really well.
You do really well.
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[G] Spike, you're scaring my wife.
_ [Am] _ _ _
[G] Please, Spike, tell me about [Am] life. _ _ _
_ _ _ Well, can you tell me about life, Spike?
_ _ _ Well, I want to know.
You _ might need me, a dog collar too, boy.
I _ _ like it.
It might feel good.
I might see the world a whole new way.
I might be a brand new man. _
I might be one bad motherfucker.
_ [E] I might say it. _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I might say it.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I might say it.
_ [A] I might say it.
[Am] _ I might say it.
_ [E] Fuck it.
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G]
Spike, what are you lying?
[Am] _ _ _ _ [G]
Sir, Spike, you're scaring my [A] wife.
_ _ _ [G]
Sir, Spike, tell us about life.
[Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ Well, it got real [E] quiet in that bar. _
_ _ And I remember seeing Spike slide down easy off of that bar stool.
[Am] _ Walk straight to the door and threw it open.
_ _ _ Sun came in like a searchlight. _
_ _ _ And Spike walked straight to the side of Interstate 75.
_ _ And he stuck out his thumb [A] and said,
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee-dee.
Oof.
_ _ _ Oof.
[A] _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ This is a song [E] that we recorded for our Southern [Am] Accents album. _ _ _
[E] It's got a little story that goes along with [Am] it. _ _
[A] This is about a young boy, [Am] he used to wear a dog collar. _ _ _
_ [E] He might still be wearing that dog collar, I haven't seen him in a while. _
[Am] _ But I used to [E] see him all the time.
And his name, _ _ what's his name?
_ That's right, [Am] _ his name was Spike.
_ _ I used to see Spike when we lived down in Gainesville, Florida years ago. _ _
[E] I used to see him out walking in the middle of the summer wearing that dog collar.
_ [Am]
Had his leather jacket on.
_ _ _ One day we saw him headed right for this bar in town.
I'd never been in that bar.
It was called the Cypress Lounge.
_ [A] They always told us never to go in [Am] the Cypress Lounge.
_ _ Mike was there.
This is Mike Campbell over here playing the guitar. _ _ _ _ _ _
We were sitting there doing nothing.
And we saw Spike walking right through the Cypress Lounge.
I said, Mike, this is going to be good. _ _
[E] _ [Am] So I followed him in, I walked in out of the sunlight.
It was real dark in that bar, I couldn't see nothing.
I could see the glow of a jukebox in the back.
And I could hear [A] this voice say, look, [Am] we've got another one.
[E] Just like the other ones.
Another bad ass.
Another [G] troublemaker.
I'm scared of you boys.
I'm scared [E] of you.
This one's going to show us what [F] that is.
We've got a man with a dog collar on.
[G] Think we ought to throw a spike at him.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _
Spike [A] would sing. _ _ _ _
He's got a_ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Well, [Am] here's another misfit.
Another [A] Jimmy Dean.
I bet he's got a motorbike.
[Em] What do y'all think?
[G] I bet if we be good, we'll get a ride on it.
If he ain't too [Am] mad about the future.
[C] We want to help him see.
[G] The future ain't what it used to be.
_ [E] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Am] I hear_
[D] _ _ Nothing. _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ You do really well.
You do really well.
You do really well.
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[G] Spike, you're scaring my wife.
_ [Am] _ _ _
[G] Please, Spike, tell me about [Am] life. _ _ _
_ _ _ Well, can you tell me about life, Spike?
_ _ _ Well, I want to know.
You _ might need me, a dog collar too, boy.
I _ _ like it.
It might feel good.
I might see the world a whole new way.
I might be a brand new man. _
I might be one bad motherfucker.
_ [E] I might say it. _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I might say it.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I might say it.
_ [A] I might say it.
[Am] _ I might say it.
_ [E] Fuck it.
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G]
Spike, what are you lying?
[Am] _ _ _ _ [G]
Sir, Spike, you're scaring my [A] wife.
_ _ _ [G]
Sir, Spike, tell us about life.
[Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ Well, it got real [E] quiet in that bar. _
_ _ And I remember seeing Spike slide down easy off of that bar stool.
[Am] _ Walk straight to the door and threw it open.
_ _ _ Sun came in like a searchlight. _
_ _ _ And Spike walked straight to the side of Interstate 75.
_ _ And he stuck out his thumb [A] and said,
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee-dee.
Doo-doo-dee-dee-dee-dee.
Oof.
_ _ _ Oof.
[A] _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _