Chords for They Call Me Doc
Tempo:
74.25 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#
D#
G#
A#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] They call [C#] me Doc, but I ain't got no degree.
When the shit hits [F#] the fan, they're calling [C#] for me.
From Bluegrass, Kentucky, with red blood on my hands.
Nobody [F#] calls me hero, except for my friends.
[A#m] Yeah, I woke [C#] up from dreams to [G#] find out that they were real.
[C#] I can tell you how it went, but I can't tell you how it feels.
Cause I've [C#] seen it all, the helped heroes who fall.
And pick [D#] them up till they stand [F#] tall.
And I've been in the [C#] field, and worked down to the bone.
To make [D#] sure all my brothers [F#] get back home.
[A#m] I've shed the smiles, I've shed the [D#] tears, swore they'd make it out of [F#] here.
When they scream, please make it stop.
[C#] They call me Doc, they all know my name.
Cause it's stitched on my chest, and it hangs on this chain.
You won't read it in the paper, or see it on the TV.
But I don't need [F#] no fame, that's fine by me.
[C#] Yeah, when they're broken, bruised, [D#] I know just what to do.
[F#] My job always starts, when their job is through.
[D#] Yeah, I've seen [G#] it all, the helped heroes who [C#] fall.
And pick them [D#] up till they stand [F#] tall.
And I've been in the [C#] field, and worked down to [A#m] the bone.
To make sure [G#] all my [D#] brothers get [C#] back home.
I've shed the smiles, I've shed the tears, [D#] swore they'd make it out of here.
[F#] When they scream, please make it stop.
They call [C#] me Doc, [A#m] they call me [G#] Doc.
[C#] [F#]
You'll never know the heartache, of looking [D#] a grown man in the eye.
[C#] When he asks you, am I gonna make it?
You gotta [G#] [D#] lie.
[G#] Yeah, they call [C#] me Doc, I ain't got no degree.
When the shit hits the [F#] fan, they're calling for me.
From Bluegrass, [C#] Kentucky, red blood on my hands.
Nobody calls [F#] me hero, except my old man.
Yeah, they call [D#] me Doc.
[C#]
When the shit hits [F#] the fan, they're calling [C#] for me.
From Bluegrass, Kentucky, with red blood on my hands.
Nobody [F#] calls me hero, except for my friends.
[A#m] Yeah, I woke [C#] up from dreams to [G#] find out that they were real.
[C#] I can tell you how it went, but I can't tell you how it feels.
Cause I've [C#] seen it all, the helped heroes who fall.
And pick [D#] them up till they stand [F#] tall.
And I've been in the [C#] field, and worked down to the bone.
To make [D#] sure all my brothers [F#] get back home.
[A#m] I've shed the smiles, I've shed the [D#] tears, swore they'd make it out of [F#] here.
When they scream, please make it stop.
[C#] They call me Doc, they all know my name.
Cause it's stitched on my chest, and it hangs on this chain.
You won't read it in the paper, or see it on the TV.
But I don't need [F#] no fame, that's fine by me.
[C#] Yeah, when they're broken, bruised, [D#] I know just what to do.
[F#] My job always starts, when their job is through.
[D#] Yeah, I've seen [G#] it all, the helped heroes who [C#] fall.
And pick them [D#] up till they stand [F#] tall.
And I've been in the [C#] field, and worked down to [A#m] the bone.
To make sure [G#] all my [D#] brothers get [C#] back home.
I've shed the smiles, I've shed the tears, [D#] swore they'd make it out of here.
[F#] When they scream, please make it stop.
They call [C#] me Doc, [A#m] they call me [G#] Doc.
[C#] [F#]
You'll never know the heartache, of looking [D#] a grown man in the eye.
[C#] When he asks you, am I gonna make it?
You gotta [G#] [D#] lie.
[G#] Yeah, they call [C#] me Doc, I ain't got no degree.
When the shit hits the [F#] fan, they're calling for me.
From Bluegrass, [C#] Kentucky, red blood on my hands.
Nobody calls [F#] me hero, except my old man.
Yeah, they call [D#] me Doc.
[C#]
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G#
A#m
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F#
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ They call [C#] me Doc, but I ain't got no degree.
When the shit hits [F#] the fan, they're calling [C#] for me.
From Bluegrass, Kentucky, with red blood on my hands.
Nobody [F#] calls me hero, except for my friends. _ _
[A#m] Yeah, I woke [C#] up from dreams to [G#] find out that they were real.
[C#] I can tell you how it went, but I can't tell you how it feels.
_ _ Cause I've [C#] seen it all, the helped heroes who fall.
And pick [D#] them up till they stand [F#] tall.
And I've been in the [C#] field, and worked down to the bone.
To make [D#] sure all my brothers [F#] get back home.
_ [A#m] I've shed the smiles, I've shed the [D#] tears, swore they'd make it out of [F#] here.
When they scream, please make it stop.
[C#] They call me Doc, they all know my name.
Cause it's stitched on my chest, and it hangs on this chain.
You won't read it in the paper, or see it on the TV.
But I don't need [F#] no fame, that's fine by me.
[C#] _ _ Yeah, when they're broken, bruised, [D#] I know just what to do.
[F#] My job always starts, when their job is through.
_ _ [D#] Yeah, I've seen [G#] it all, the helped heroes who [C#] fall.
And pick them [D#] up till they stand [F#] tall.
And I've been in the [C#] field, and worked down to [A#m] the bone.
To make sure [G#] all my [D#] brothers get [C#] back home.
I've shed the smiles, I've shed the tears, [D#] swore they'd make it out of here.
[F#] When they scream, please make it stop.
They call [C#] me Doc, _ [A#m] _ they call me [G#] Doc.
[C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
You'll never know the heartache, of looking [D#] a grown man in the eye.
[C#] When he asks you, am I gonna make it?
You gotta [G#] _ [D#] lie.
_ [G#] _ Yeah, they call [C#] me Doc, I ain't got no degree.
When the shit hits the [F#] fan, they're calling for me.
From Bluegrass, [C#] Kentucky, red blood on my hands.
Nobody calls [F#] me hero, except my old man.
Yeah, they call [D#] me Doc.
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ They call [C#] me Doc, but I ain't got no degree.
When the shit hits [F#] the fan, they're calling [C#] for me.
From Bluegrass, Kentucky, with red blood on my hands.
Nobody [F#] calls me hero, except for my friends. _ _
[A#m] Yeah, I woke [C#] up from dreams to [G#] find out that they were real.
[C#] I can tell you how it went, but I can't tell you how it feels.
_ _ Cause I've [C#] seen it all, the helped heroes who fall.
And pick [D#] them up till they stand [F#] tall.
And I've been in the [C#] field, and worked down to the bone.
To make [D#] sure all my brothers [F#] get back home.
_ [A#m] I've shed the smiles, I've shed the [D#] tears, swore they'd make it out of [F#] here.
When they scream, please make it stop.
[C#] They call me Doc, they all know my name.
Cause it's stitched on my chest, and it hangs on this chain.
You won't read it in the paper, or see it on the TV.
But I don't need [F#] no fame, that's fine by me.
[C#] _ _ Yeah, when they're broken, bruised, [D#] I know just what to do.
[F#] My job always starts, when their job is through.
_ _ [D#] Yeah, I've seen [G#] it all, the helped heroes who [C#] fall.
And pick them [D#] up till they stand [F#] tall.
And I've been in the [C#] field, and worked down to [A#m] the bone.
To make sure [G#] all my [D#] brothers get [C#] back home.
I've shed the smiles, I've shed the tears, [D#] swore they'd make it out of here.
[F#] When they scream, please make it stop.
They call [C#] me Doc, _ [A#m] _ they call me [G#] Doc.
[C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
You'll never know the heartache, of looking [D#] a grown man in the eye.
[C#] When he asks you, am I gonna make it?
You gotta [G#] _ [D#] lie.
_ [G#] _ Yeah, they call [C#] me Doc, I ain't got no degree.
When the shit hits the [F#] fan, they're calling for me.
From Bluegrass, [C#] Kentucky, red blood on my hands.
Nobody calls [F#] me hero, except my old man.
Yeah, they call [D#] me Doc.
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _