Chords for The Boll Weevil - Tex Ritter & Mantan Moreland Video
Tempo:
127.45 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
B
Em
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [G]
Oh, the boll weaver lamb, a little black bug, come from Mexico, they say.
Come all the way to Texas, just a-looking for a [D] place to stay, just a-looking for a home.
Just a-looking [G] for a home.
Now the first time I see the boll weaver, he was sitting on the square.
The next time I see the boll weaver, he had all his family [D] there, just a-looking for a home.
Just a-looking [G] for a home.
[B] [Em] Now the farmer taken the boll weaver, and he put him in the hot sand.
The weaver said, this is mighty hot, but I'll stand it like [Bm] a man.
[B] This'll be my [Abm] home, [Em] it'll be my home.
Now the farmer takes this boll weaver, and puts him in a lump of ice.
The boll weaver said to the farmer, this is mighty cool [B] and nice.
It'll be my home, this'll be [Em] my home.
[D] [G] The farmer say to the weaver, what make your head so red?
The weaver say to the farmer, it's a wonder I ain't dead, a-looking [D] for a home.
Looking for a home, just a-looking [G] for a home.
Now the munchin got half the cotton, the boll weaver got the rest.
He did.
He leave the farmer's wife with one old cotton [D] dress, and it's full of holes.
It's [G] full of holes.
Now the farmer said to the munchin, we is an awful thick.
The boll weaver ate up all the cotton, and left us only [D] a stick.
We got no hole.
We got no hole.
We got [G] no hole.
And the captain say to the missus, what do you think of that?
The boll weaver done made a nest in my best sunday hat.
[D] Gonna have a home.
[G] Gonna have a home.
Now if anybody should ask you, who it was that made this song,
just tell them it was a dark, complected fella with a pair of blue duckies.
Oh, they [D] got no home.
Got no home.
[G] They got no home.
Now the boll weaver say to the farmer, you better leave me alone.
I done ate all your cotton, and now I gonna start on your
Oh, the boll weaver lamb, a little black bug, come from Mexico, they say.
Come all the way to Texas, just a-looking for a [D] place to stay, just a-looking for a home.
Just a-looking [G] for a home.
Now the first time I see the boll weaver, he was sitting on the square.
The next time I see the boll weaver, he had all his family [D] there, just a-looking for a home.
Just a-looking [G] for a home.
[B] [Em] Now the farmer taken the boll weaver, and he put him in the hot sand.
The weaver said, this is mighty hot, but I'll stand it like [Bm] a man.
[B] This'll be my [Abm] home, [Em] it'll be my home.
Now the farmer takes this boll weaver, and puts him in a lump of ice.
The boll weaver said to the farmer, this is mighty cool [B] and nice.
It'll be my home, this'll be [Em] my home.
[D] [G] The farmer say to the weaver, what make your head so red?
The weaver say to the farmer, it's a wonder I ain't dead, a-looking [D] for a home.
Looking for a home, just a-looking [G] for a home.
Now the munchin got half the cotton, the boll weaver got the rest.
He did.
He leave the farmer's wife with one old cotton [D] dress, and it's full of holes.
It's [G] full of holes.
Now the farmer said to the munchin, we is an awful thick.
The boll weaver ate up all the cotton, and left us only [D] a stick.
We got no hole.
We got no hole.
We got [G] no hole.
And the captain say to the missus, what do you think of that?
The boll weaver done made a nest in my best sunday hat.
[D] Gonna have a home.
[G] Gonna have a home.
Now if anybody should ask you, who it was that made this song,
just tell them it was a dark, complected fella with a pair of blue duckies.
Oh, they [D] got no home.
Got no home.
[G] They got no home.
Now the boll weaver say to the farmer, you better leave me alone.
I done ate all your cotton, and now I gonna start on your
Key:
D
G
B
Em
Bm
D
G
B
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
Oh, the boll weaver lamb, a little black bug, come from Mexico, they say.
Come all the way to Texas, just a-looking for a [D] place to stay, just a-looking for a home.
Just a-looking [G] for a home.
_ _ Now the first time I see the boll weaver, he was sitting on the square.
The next time I see the boll weaver, he had all his family [D] there, just a-looking for a home.
Just a-looking [G] for a home. _
[B] _ _ [Em] _ _ Now the farmer taken the boll weaver, and he put him in the hot sand.
The weaver said, this is mighty hot, but I'll stand it like [Bm] a man.
[B] _ _ This'll be my [Abm] home, _ [Em] it'll be my home. _
_ _ Now the farmer takes this boll weaver, _ and puts him in a lump of ice.
The boll weaver said to the farmer, this is mighty cool [B] and nice.
_ It'll be my home, _ this'll be [Em] my home. _
[D] _ _ _ [G] The farmer say to the weaver, what make your head so red?
The weaver say to the farmer, it's a wonder I ain't dead, a-looking [D] for a home.
Looking for a home, just a-looking [G] for a home.
Now the munchin got half the cotton, the boll weaver got the rest.
He did.
He leave the farmer's wife with one old cotton [D] dress, and it's full of holes.
_ It's [G] full of holes.
_ _ Now the farmer said to the munchin, we is an awful thick.
The boll weaver ate up all the cotton, and left us only [D] a stick.
We got no hole.
We got no hole.
We got [G] no hole.
_ And the captain say to the missus, what do you think of that?
The boll weaver done made a nest in my best sunday hat.
[D] Gonna have a home.
[G] Gonna have a home.
_ Now if anybody should ask you, who it was that made this song,
just tell them it was a dark, complected fella with a pair of blue duckies.
Oh, they [D] got no home.
Got no home.
[G] They got no home.
_ _ Now the boll weaver say to the farmer, you better leave me alone.
I done ate all your cotton, and now I gonna start on your
Oh, the boll weaver lamb, a little black bug, come from Mexico, they say.
Come all the way to Texas, just a-looking for a [D] place to stay, just a-looking for a home.
Just a-looking [G] for a home.
_ _ Now the first time I see the boll weaver, he was sitting on the square.
The next time I see the boll weaver, he had all his family [D] there, just a-looking for a home.
Just a-looking [G] for a home. _
[B] _ _ [Em] _ _ Now the farmer taken the boll weaver, and he put him in the hot sand.
The weaver said, this is mighty hot, but I'll stand it like [Bm] a man.
[B] _ _ This'll be my [Abm] home, _ [Em] it'll be my home. _
_ _ Now the farmer takes this boll weaver, _ and puts him in a lump of ice.
The boll weaver said to the farmer, this is mighty cool [B] and nice.
_ It'll be my home, _ this'll be [Em] my home. _
[D] _ _ _ [G] The farmer say to the weaver, what make your head so red?
The weaver say to the farmer, it's a wonder I ain't dead, a-looking [D] for a home.
Looking for a home, just a-looking [G] for a home.
Now the munchin got half the cotton, the boll weaver got the rest.
He did.
He leave the farmer's wife with one old cotton [D] dress, and it's full of holes.
_ It's [G] full of holes.
_ _ Now the farmer said to the munchin, we is an awful thick.
The boll weaver ate up all the cotton, and left us only [D] a stick.
We got no hole.
We got no hole.
We got [G] no hole.
_ And the captain say to the missus, what do you think of that?
The boll weaver done made a nest in my best sunday hat.
[D] Gonna have a home.
[G] Gonna have a home.
_ Now if anybody should ask you, who it was that made this song,
just tell them it was a dark, complected fella with a pair of blue duckies.
Oh, they [D] got no home.
Got no home.
[G] They got no home.
_ _ Now the boll weaver say to the farmer, you better leave me alone.
I done ate all your cotton, and now I gonna start on your