Chords for The Lip - Louis Prima & Keely Smith
Tempo:
70.75 bpm
Chords used:
G
E
C
Gm
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
[E] [G] Down on the Mississippi River in a knock-dirt dive
I met a trumpet playing character and man [Gm] alive when he began to riff he really played it from the [G] hip
And when I asked about his name, they told me that's the [A] lip
Dip dip dip dip
Erp erp erp
[G] Sounds like the lip
[Am] [G] He's got a tone that's reminiscent of a boy named Bix
He plays so hard that only dogs can hear him just for [Gm] kicks
And when I ask him does he read he says
I [G] tell you hon, I read a little bit but not enough to hurt me none
Dip dip dip dip
Sounds like the lip
I said the lip
What's me riff, huh?
I said the lip
Naw man, she means Harry James
[E] I said the lip
You mean Louis Prima
[G] I said the lip
Naw, Lip Barachi
[N] Dip dip dip dip
Sounds [G] like the lip
[C] I [G] never heard a trumpet player play a note so high
I had to coax a lot before the lip would tell me [C] why
Then he took out a little jar that's labeled high note grease
[G] And he rubs a little every night on his mouthpiece
[G] Dip dip dip dip
[N] Erp erp
No one plays high [G] notes like the lip
[Am] Listen here gal, [G] are you kidding about all that high note grease?
Naw man, I swear he had ten and a big release
Well you mean he goes to the drug store and gets them from the medicine shelf?
Naw, some cats told me he makes it himself
Dip dip dip dip
[Eb] Gal, what's the secret [G] of the lip?
Well, you take a bucket full of steam and a dozen roosie eggs
You mix them up gently with a bushel full of goldfish legs
[E] You hang them on a sky hook in the midnight [G] sun
And then you fry them until they're done
That's the secret of the lip
[C] [G]
[E] [G] Down on the Mississippi River in a knock-dirt dive
I met a trumpet playing character and man [Gm] alive when he began to riff he really played it from the [G] hip
And when I asked about his name, they told me that's the [A] lip
Dip dip dip dip
Erp erp erp
[G] Sounds like the lip
[Am] [G] He's got a tone that's reminiscent of a boy named Bix
He plays so hard that only dogs can hear him just for [Gm] kicks
And when I ask him does he read he says
I [G] tell you hon, I read a little bit but not enough to hurt me none
Dip dip dip dip
Sounds like the lip
I said the lip
What's me riff, huh?
I said the lip
Naw man, she means Harry James
[E] I said the lip
You mean Louis Prima
[G] I said the lip
Naw, Lip Barachi
[N] Dip dip dip dip
Sounds [G] like the lip
[C] I [G] never heard a trumpet player play a note so high
I had to coax a lot before the lip would tell me [C] why
Then he took out a little jar that's labeled high note grease
[G] And he rubs a little every night on his mouthpiece
[G] Dip dip dip dip
[N] Erp erp
No one plays high [G] notes like the lip
[Am] Listen here gal, [G] are you kidding about all that high note grease?
Naw man, I swear he had ten and a big release
Well you mean he goes to the drug store and gets them from the medicine shelf?
Naw, some cats told me he makes it himself
Dip dip dip dip
[Eb] Gal, what's the secret [G] of the lip?
Well, you take a bucket full of steam and a dozen roosie eggs
You mix them up gently with a bushel full of goldfish legs
[E] You hang them on a sky hook in the midnight [G] sun
And then you fry them until they're done
That's the secret of the lip
[C] [G]
Key:
G
E
C
Gm
Am
G
E
C
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[E] _ [G] Down on the Mississippi River in a knock-dirt dive
I met a trumpet playing character and man [Gm] alive when he began to riff he really played it from the [G] hip
And when I asked about his name, they told me that's the [A] lip
Dip dip dip dip
Erp erp erp
[G] Sounds like the lip
[Am] _ [G] He's got a tone that's reminiscent of a boy named Bix
He plays so hard that only dogs can hear him just for [Gm] kicks
And when I ask him does he read he says
I [G] tell you hon, I read a little bit but not enough to hurt me none
Dip dip dip dip
Sounds like the lip
I said the lip
What's me riff, huh?
I said the lip
Naw man, she means Harry James
[E] I said the lip
You mean Louis Prima
[G] I said the lip
Naw, Lip Barachi
[N] Dip dip dip dip
Sounds [G] like the lip
[C] I [G] never heard a trumpet player play a note so high
I had to coax a lot before the lip would tell me [C] why
Then he took out a little jar that's labeled high note grease
[G] And he rubs a little every night on his mouthpiece
[G] Dip dip dip dip
[N] Erp erp
No one plays high [G] notes like the lip
[Am] Listen here gal, [G] are you kidding about all that high note grease?
Naw man, I swear he had ten and a big release
Well you mean he goes to the drug store and gets them from the medicine shelf?
Naw, some cats told me he makes it himself
Dip dip dip dip
[Eb] Gal, what's the secret [G] of the lip? _
Well, you take a bucket full of steam and a dozen roosie eggs
You mix them up gently with a bushel full of goldfish legs
[E] You hang them on a sky hook in the midnight [G] sun
And then you fry them until they're done
That's the secret of the lip
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[E] _ [G] Down on the Mississippi River in a knock-dirt dive
I met a trumpet playing character and man [Gm] alive when he began to riff he really played it from the [G] hip
And when I asked about his name, they told me that's the [A] lip
Dip dip dip dip
Erp erp erp
[G] Sounds like the lip
[Am] _ [G] He's got a tone that's reminiscent of a boy named Bix
He plays so hard that only dogs can hear him just for [Gm] kicks
And when I ask him does he read he says
I [G] tell you hon, I read a little bit but not enough to hurt me none
Dip dip dip dip
Sounds like the lip
I said the lip
What's me riff, huh?
I said the lip
Naw man, she means Harry James
[E] I said the lip
You mean Louis Prima
[G] I said the lip
Naw, Lip Barachi
[N] Dip dip dip dip
Sounds [G] like the lip
[C] I [G] never heard a trumpet player play a note so high
I had to coax a lot before the lip would tell me [C] why
Then he took out a little jar that's labeled high note grease
[G] And he rubs a little every night on his mouthpiece
[G] Dip dip dip dip
[N] Erp erp
No one plays high [G] notes like the lip
[Am] Listen here gal, [G] are you kidding about all that high note grease?
Naw man, I swear he had ten and a big release
Well you mean he goes to the drug store and gets them from the medicine shelf?
Naw, some cats told me he makes it himself
Dip dip dip dip
[Eb] Gal, what's the secret [G] of the lip? _
Well, you take a bucket full of steam and a dozen roosie eggs
You mix them up gently with a bushel full of goldfish legs
[E] You hang them on a sky hook in the midnight [G] sun
And then you fry them until they're done
That's the secret of the lip
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _