The Felice Brothers-Run Chicken Run Chords
Tempo:
82.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
F#m
Bm
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [F#m] [A] [Bm]
[C] [E] [D] [A]
[F#m] [A] [Bm]
[E] [Bm] [A]
[F#m] [F#]
[E] [A] [B] [A]
[F#m] [Bm]
[E] [A] [Bm] [A]
[F#m] [B] [D] Oh, [E] push that cum [G#] shove [D] down that [F#m] madam's plow.
Oh, the ice is about to break and [Bm] the pigs are on take.
And [E] marching to beat up [D] madam's [A] trowel.
Oh, [F#m] father, he's [A] all smiles.
[Bm] He's from the British Isles.
But [E] his razor's sharp as hell.
[Bm] And he knows it [F#m] well.
He's driving to the docks from [Bm] an office in the Bronx.
[E] He could make your life a living [D] [F#m] hell.
Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
Oh, [E] cackle out of [D] bag.
You better keep your sense.
[A] [F#m]
Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath.
[E] Chickens don't get no [D] life after [A] death.
[F#m] [Bm]
[A] [F#m] We're down on Baker [A] Street.
[Bm] That's where the women get down and really move
their [E] feet to the line dance.
The Cotton Eye [D] Joe, Virginia [F#m] Rag, and Zydeco.
But the girl in the most seats.
[Bm] And she runs down Baker Street [E] with a pipe bomb
and a wall in [F#m] windy snow.
She's [C#m] a very [G] sensitive lady.
[E] She's [A] always at the [F] breaking [E] point.
[A] She's always on [D] her [A] guard.
[F#m]
She's the [A] fairest of them all.
[Em] She loves her allero.
[E]
She's kicking out the windows [D] of your [F#m] car.
Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
[E] Oh, cackle out of [D] bag.
You better keep your [F#m] sense.
Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath.
[E] Chickens don't get no [D] life after [A] death.
[F#] [Bm]
[E] [A] [Bm] [A]
[F#m] Now, my little mama is all in a [Bm] panic.
Her love's been sad.
And he's a bad [E] mechanic.
And he's always mad.
And he's a manic, [D] aggressive, and he blows you [A] away.
And I go, what?
[F#m] Let the brass band play.
[Bm] Let them soothe the blues away.
[E] Let the fiddle sound of nature [D] find a shady [A] place to lay.
[F#m] Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
[E] Oh, cackle out of bag.
You [D] better keep your [A] sense.
[F#m] Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath.
[E] Chickens don't get no [D] life after [F#m] death.
[Em] [E]
[E] [A] [G] [A]
[F#m] [Bm] [E]
[F#m]
[F#] [B]
[E] [A] [Bm] [A] [F#m]
[C] [E] [D] [A]
[F#m] [A] [Bm]
[E] [Bm] [A]
[F#m] [F#]
[E] [A] [B] [A]
[F#m] [Bm]
[E] [A] [Bm] [A]
[F#m] [B] [D] Oh, [E] push that cum [G#] shove [D] down that [F#m] madam's plow.
Oh, the ice is about to break and [Bm] the pigs are on take.
And [E] marching to beat up [D] madam's [A] trowel.
Oh, [F#m] father, he's [A] all smiles.
[Bm] He's from the British Isles.
But [E] his razor's sharp as hell.
[Bm] And he knows it [F#m] well.
He's driving to the docks from [Bm] an office in the Bronx.
[E] He could make your life a living [D] [F#m] hell.
Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
Oh, [E] cackle out of [D] bag.
You better keep your sense.
[A] [F#m]
Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath.
[E] Chickens don't get no [D] life after [A] death.
[F#m] [Bm]
[A] [F#m] We're down on Baker [A] Street.
[Bm] That's where the women get down and really move
their [E] feet to the line dance.
The Cotton Eye [D] Joe, Virginia [F#m] Rag, and Zydeco.
But the girl in the most seats.
[Bm] And she runs down Baker Street [E] with a pipe bomb
and a wall in [F#m] windy snow.
She's [C#m] a very [G] sensitive lady.
[E] She's [A] always at the [F] breaking [E] point.
[A] She's always on [D] her [A] guard.
[F#m]
She's the [A] fairest of them all.
[Em] She loves her allero.
[E]
She's kicking out the windows [D] of your [F#m] car.
Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
[E] Oh, cackle out of [D] bag.
You better keep your [F#m] sense.
Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath.
[E] Chickens don't get no [D] life after [A] death.
[F#] [Bm]
[E] [A] [Bm] [A]
[F#m] Now, my little mama is all in a [Bm] panic.
Her love's been sad.
And he's a bad [E] mechanic.
And he's always mad.
And he's a manic, [D] aggressive, and he blows you [A] away.
And I go, what?
[F#m] Let the brass band play.
[Bm] Let them soothe the blues away.
[E] Let the fiddle sound of nature [D] find a shady [A] place to lay.
[F#m] Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
[E] Oh, cackle out of bag.
You [D] better keep your [A] sense.
[F#m] Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath.
[E] Chickens don't get no [D] life after [F#m] death.
[Em] [E]
[E] [A] [G] [A]
[F#m] [Bm] [E]
[F#m]
[F#] [B]
[E] [A] [Bm] [A] [F#m]
Key:
A
E
F#m
Bm
D
A
E
F#m
[A] _ [F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [C] _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Bm] _ [A] _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[E] _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [D] Oh, [E] push that cum [G#] shove [D] down that [F#m] madam's plow. _
Oh, the ice is about to break and [Bm] the pigs are on take.
And [E] marching to beat up [D] madam's [A] trowel.
Oh, [F#m] father, he's [A] all smiles.
[Bm] He's from the British Isles.
But [E] his razor's sharp as hell.
[Bm] And he knows it [F#m] well. _
He's driving to the docks from [Bm] an office in the Bronx.
[E] He could make your life a living [D] [F#m] hell. _
Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
Oh, [E] cackle out of [D] bag.
You better keep your sense.
[A] _ [F#m]
Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath. _
[E] Chickens don't get no [D] life after [A] death. _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] We're down on Baker [A] Street.
[Bm] That's where the women get down and really move
their [E] feet to the line dance.
The Cotton Eye [D] Joe, Virginia [F#m] Rag, and Zydeco.
But the girl in the most seats.
[Bm] And she runs down Baker Street [E] with a pipe bomb
and a wall in [F#m] windy snow.
_ She's [C#m] a very [G] sensitive lady.
[E] She's [A] always at the [F] breaking [E] point.
[A] She's always on [D] her [A] guard.
_ [F#m]
She's the [A] fairest of them all.
[Em] She loves her allero.
[E]
She's kicking out the windows [D] of your [F#m] car. _
Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
[E] Oh, cackle out of [D] bag.
You better keep your [F#m] sense. _
Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath.
[E] _ Chickens don't get no [D] life after [A] death.
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
[E] _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[F#m] Now, my little mama is all in a [Bm] panic.
Her love's been sad.
And he's a bad [E] mechanic.
And he's always mad.
And he's a manic, [D] aggressive, and he blows you [A] away.
And I go, what?
[F#m] Let the brass band play.
[Bm] Let them soothe the blues away.
[E] Let the fiddle sound of nature [D] find a shady [A] place to lay.
[F#m] Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
[E] Oh, cackle out of bag.
You [D] better keep your [A] sense.
[F#m] Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath.
[E] _ Chickens don't get no [D] life after [F#m] death. _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ [A] _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[E] _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Bm] _ [A] _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[E] _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [D] Oh, [E] push that cum [G#] shove [D] down that [F#m] madam's plow. _
Oh, the ice is about to break and [Bm] the pigs are on take.
And [E] marching to beat up [D] madam's [A] trowel.
Oh, [F#m] father, he's [A] all smiles.
[Bm] He's from the British Isles.
But [E] his razor's sharp as hell.
[Bm] And he knows it [F#m] well. _
He's driving to the docks from [Bm] an office in the Bronx.
[E] He could make your life a living [D] [F#m] hell. _
Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
Oh, [E] cackle out of [D] bag.
You better keep your sense.
[A] _ [F#m]
Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath. _
[E] Chickens don't get no [D] life after [A] death. _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] We're down on Baker [A] Street.
[Bm] That's where the women get down and really move
their [E] feet to the line dance.
The Cotton Eye [D] Joe, Virginia [F#m] Rag, and Zydeco.
But the girl in the most seats.
[Bm] And she runs down Baker Street [E] with a pipe bomb
and a wall in [F#m] windy snow.
_ She's [C#m] a very [G] sensitive lady.
[E] She's [A] always at the [F] breaking [E] point.
[A] She's always on [D] her [A] guard.
_ [F#m]
She's the [A] fairest of them all.
[Em] She loves her allero.
[E]
She's kicking out the windows [D] of your [F#m] car. _
Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
[E] Oh, cackle out of [D] bag.
You better keep your [F#m] sense. _
Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath.
[E] _ Chickens don't get no [D] life after [A] death.
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
[E] _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[F#m] Now, my little mama is all in a [Bm] panic.
Her love's been sad.
And he's a bad [E] mechanic.
And he's always mad.
And he's a manic, [D] aggressive, and he blows you [A] away.
And I go, what?
[F#m] Let the brass band play.
[Bm] Let them soothe the blues away.
[E] Let the fiddle sound of nature [D] find a shady [A] place to lay.
[F#m] Run, chicken, run.
[Bm] Don't you lose your step.
[E] Oh, cackle out of bag.
You [D] better keep your [A] sense.
[F#m] Breathe, chicken, breathe.
[Bm] Don't you lose your breath.
[E] _ Chickens don't get no [D] life after [F#m] death. _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ [A] _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[E] _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _