Chords for Tim McGraw - Real Good Man (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
89.6 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
C
A
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
[Dm] [D]
I was trying to rip Nick up on you.
[Dm] Come on, Nick.
[D]
[C] [B] [G] [Dm] Girl, you'll [E] never know no [D] one like me.
Up there in your high society, [G] they might tell you I'm no good.
Girl, they need to [D] understand just who I am.
[A] I may be a real bad boy, [C] but [A] baby, [Gbm] I'm a [E] real good [D] man.
I may drink too much and play too loud, hang out with their rough and powder crowd.
[Dm] [G] That don't mean I [C] don't [Dm] respect my mama or my uncle Sam.
[D] Yes sir, yes ma'am.
I [A] may be a real bad boy, [C] but [G] baby, I'm a [Em] real good [D] man.
I might [A] have a [Ab] reckless streak, at least [G] it comes in my [D] line.
If you're gonna run [C] with me, it's gonna be a [G] wild [Bm] ride.
When it comes to lovin', you [G] got to know that [D] man.
And [C] I'll show you how [G] a real bad [Bb] boy can be [A] a real good [D] man.
Oh yes I can.
[G]
[D] [Dm]
[G] [F] [G]
[Am]
[C] [Db] [D] I'll take all [C] the good times I [D] can get.
I'm too young for growin' up just yet.
[G] Ain't much I can promise [C] you, [G] except to do the best [D] I can.
I may be [A] a real bad boy, [Em] but baby, I'm [F] a real [D] good man.
[A] I may be a real bad [Am] [A] boy, [C] but baby, [G] I'm a real good [D] man.
[C] [A] [Gb] [E] [D] [F] [D]
[G] [D]
[Dm] [D] [C] [D] When I was comin' away from Montgomery, [F] I had my guitar on my back.
[Gm] When a stranger pulled up beside me in an [D] antique Cadillac.
He was dressed like 1950, [F] half drunk and hollow-eyed.
[G] Said, it's a long walk to Nashville, [D] would you like a ride, son?
Well, I climbed up in the [B] front seat, [F] and he turned on the radio.
[G] And them sad old songs comin' out of them [Am] speakers was solid country gold.
[D] Then I noticed the stranger was ghostly white [F] pale when he asked me for a light.
[G] And I knew there was something strange about [D] this ride.
[C] He said, could you make folks [G] cry when you [D] play them songs?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the [A] blues?
[B] He [C] said, boy, I [G] ain't no feelin' what you're feelin' [D] inside.
[C] You're feelin' star [G]-veiled, and it's a [D] long, hard drive.
[Ab] [C] [G] [D]
[A] [Am]
[D] He cried just south of Nashville, [F] and he turned that car around.
He [G] said, this is where you get off, boy, [Dm] cause I'm goin' [D] back to [Am] Alabama.
[Dm] Well, I climbed out of that [F] Cadillac, and I said, mister, many thanks.
He [G] said, you don't have to call me mister.
[D] The whole [G] world calls me hey.
[Dm] He [C] said, can you make [G] folks cry when you play [D] them songs?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you [A] mourn the blues?
He said, [B] boy, [C] can you make [G] folks feel what you're feelin' inside?
[D]
[C] You're [G] feelin' star-veiled, and it's a [D] long, hard drive.
He [C] said, can you make [G] folks cry when you play [D] them songs?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn [E] the blues?
He [A]
[Em] said, [C] boy, can [G] you make folks feel what you're feelin' [D] inside?
[C] You're feelin' star-veiled, and [G] [D] it's a long, hard drive.
Well, if [C] you're big [G] star-veiled, let me warn you, [D] it's a long, hard drive.
If [C] you're big star-veiled, [G] let me warn you.
I got [Eb] it covered.
[D] [C] [G] [D]
[Dm] [D]
I was trying to rip Nick up on you.
[Dm] Come on, Nick.
[D]
[C] [B] [G] [Dm] Girl, you'll [E] never know no [D] one like me.
Up there in your high society, [G] they might tell you I'm no good.
Girl, they need to [D] understand just who I am.
[A] I may be a real bad boy, [C] but [A] baby, [Gbm] I'm a [E] real good [D] man.
I may drink too much and play too loud, hang out with their rough and powder crowd.
[Dm] [G] That don't mean I [C] don't [Dm] respect my mama or my uncle Sam.
[D] Yes sir, yes ma'am.
I [A] may be a real bad boy, [C] but [G] baby, I'm a [Em] real good [D] man.
I might [A] have a [Ab] reckless streak, at least [G] it comes in my [D] line.
If you're gonna run [C] with me, it's gonna be a [G] wild [Bm] ride.
When it comes to lovin', you [G] got to know that [D] man.
And [C] I'll show you how [G] a real bad [Bb] boy can be [A] a real good [D] man.
Oh yes I can.
[G]
[D] [Dm]
[G] [F] [G]
[Am]
[C] [Db] [D] I'll take all [C] the good times I [D] can get.
I'm too young for growin' up just yet.
[G] Ain't much I can promise [C] you, [G] except to do the best [D] I can.
I may be [A] a real bad boy, [Em] but baby, I'm [F] a real [D] good man.
[A] I may be a real bad [Am] [A] boy, [C] but baby, [G] I'm a real good [D] man.
[C] [A] [Gb] [E] [D] [F] [D]
[G] [D]
[Dm] [D] [C] [D] When I was comin' away from Montgomery, [F] I had my guitar on my back.
[Gm] When a stranger pulled up beside me in an [D] antique Cadillac.
He was dressed like 1950, [F] half drunk and hollow-eyed.
[G] Said, it's a long walk to Nashville, [D] would you like a ride, son?
Well, I climbed up in the [B] front seat, [F] and he turned on the radio.
[G] And them sad old songs comin' out of them [Am] speakers was solid country gold.
[D] Then I noticed the stranger was ghostly white [F] pale when he asked me for a light.
[G] And I knew there was something strange about [D] this ride.
[C] He said, could you make folks [G] cry when you [D] play them songs?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the [A] blues?
[B] He [C] said, boy, I [G] ain't no feelin' what you're feelin' [D] inside.
[C] You're feelin' star [G]-veiled, and it's a [D] long, hard drive.
[Ab] [C] [G] [D]
[A] [Am]
[D] He cried just south of Nashville, [F] and he turned that car around.
He [G] said, this is where you get off, boy, [Dm] cause I'm goin' [D] back to [Am] Alabama.
[Dm] Well, I climbed out of that [F] Cadillac, and I said, mister, many thanks.
He [G] said, you don't have to call me mister.
[D] The whole [G] world calls me hey.
[Dm] He [C] said, can you make [G] folks cry when you play [D] them songs?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you [A] mourn the blues?
He said, [B] boy, [C] can you make [G] folks feel what you're feelin' inside?
[D]
[C] You're [G] feelin' star-veiled, and it's a [D] long, hard drive.
He [C] said, can you make [G] folks cry when you play [D] them songs?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn [E] the blues?
He [A]
[Em] said, [C] boy, can [G] you make folks feel what you're feelin' [D] inside?
[C] You're feelin' star-veiled, and [G] [D] it's a long, hard drive.
Well, if [C] you're big [G] star-veiled, let me warn you, [D] it's a long, hard drive.
If [C] you're big star-veiled, [G] let me warn you.
I got [Eb] it covered.
[D] [C] [G] [D]
Key:
D
G
C
A
Dm
D
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C
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _ _
I was trying to rip Nick up on you.
[Dm] Come on, Nick. _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [B] _ [G] _ [Dm] _ Girl, you'll [E] never know no [D] one like me.
_ _ Up there in your high society, _ _ _ [G] they might tell you I'm no good.
Girl, they need to [D] understand _ just who I am.
_ [A] I may be a real bad boy, [C] but [A] baby, [Gbm] I'm a [E] real good [D] man. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I may drink too much and play too loud, _ _ hang out with their rough and powder crowd. _
[Dm] [G] That don't mean I [C] don't [Dm] respect my mama or my uncle Sam.
_ [D] Yes sir, yes ma'am.
I [A] may be a real bad boy, _ [C] but [G] baby, I'm a [Em] real good [D] man. _
I might [A] have a [Ab] reckless streak, at least [G] it comes in my [D] line.
If you're gonna run [C] with me, it's gonna be a [G] wild [Bm] ride.
When it comes to lovin', you [G] _ got to know that [D] man.
_ And [C] I'll show you how [G] a real bad [Bb] boy can be [A] a real good [D] man.
Oh yes I can.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Db] [D] I'll take all [C] the good times I [D] can get.
_ _ I'm too young for growin' up just yet.
_ [G] Ain't much I can promise [C] you, [G] except to do the best [D] I can. _
I may _ _ be [A] _ a real bad boy, [Em] but baby, I'm [F] a real [D] good man.
_ _ [A] I may be a real bad [Am] [A] boy, [C] but baby, [G] I'm a real good [D] man. _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ [A] _ [Gb] _ [E] _ [D] _ [F] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ [D] _ [C] _ [D] When I was comin' away from Montgomery, [F] I had my guitar on my back.
[Gm] When a stranger pulled up beside me in an [D] antique Cadillac.
He was dressed like 1950, [F] half drunk and hollow-eyed.
[G] Said, it's a long walk to Nashville, [D] would you like a ride, son? _ _ _ _
Well, I climbed up in the [B] front seat, [F] and he turned on the radio.
[G] And them sad old songs comin' out of them [Am] speakers was solid country gold.
[D] Then I noticed the stranger was ghostly white [F] pale when he asked me for a light.
[G] And I knew there was something strange about [D] this ride. _
[C] He said, could you make folks [G] cry when you [D] play them songs? _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the [A] blues? _
[B] He [C] said, boy, I [G] ain't no feelin' what you're feelin' [D] inside. _
[C] You're feelin' star [G]-veiled, and it's a [D] long, hard drive.
_ [Ab] _ [C] _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _
[D] He cried just south of Nashville, [F] and he turned that car around.
He [G] said, this is where you get off, boy, [Dm] cause I'm goin' [D] back to [Am] Alabama.
[Dm] Well, I climbed out of that [F] Cadillac, and I said, mister, many thanks.
He [G] said, you don't have to call me mister.
[D] The whole [G] world calls me hey.
[Dm] He [C] said, can you make [G] folks cry when you play [D] them songs? _ _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you [A] mourn the blues?
He said, _ [B] boy, [C] can you make [G] folks feel what you're feelin' inside?
[D] _ _
[C] You're [G] feelin' star-veiled, and it's a [D] long, hard drive.
He [C] said, can you make [G] folks cry when you play [D] them songs?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn [E] the blues?
He [A] _ _
[Em] said, [C] boy, can [G] you make folks feel what you're feelin' [D] inside? _ _
[C] You're feelin' star-veiled, and [G] [D] it's a long, hard drive.
Well, if [C] you're big [G] star-veiled, let me warn you, [D] it's a long, hard drive.
If [C] you're big star-veiled, [G] let me warn you. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I got [Eb] it covered.
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _ _
I was trying to rip Nick up on you.
[Dm] Come on, Nick. _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ [B] _ [G] _ [Dm] _ Girl, you'll [E] never know no [D] one like me.
_ _ Up there in your high society, _ _ _ [G] they might tell you I'm no good.
Girl, they need to [D] understand _ just who I am.
_ [A] I may be a real bad boy, [C] but [A] baby, [Gbm] I'm a [E] real good [D] man. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I may drink too much and play too loud, _ _ hang out with their rough and powder crowd. _
[Dm] [G] That don't mean I [C] don't [Dm] respect my mama or my uncle Sam.
_ [D] Yes sir, yes ma'am.
I [A] may be a real bad boy, _ [C] but [G] baby, I'm a [Em] real good [D] man. _
I might [A] have a [Ab] reckless streak, at least [G] it comes in my [D] line.
If you're gonna run [C] with me, it's gonna be a [G] wild [Bm] ride.
When it comes to lovin', you [G] _ got to know that [D] man.
_ And [C] I'll show you how [G] a real bad [Bb] boy can be [A] a real good [D] man.
Oh yes I can.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Db] [D] I'll take all [C] the good times I [D] can get.
_ _ I'm too young for growin' up just yet.
_ [G] Ain't much I can promise [C] you, [G] except to do the best [D] I can. _
I may _ _ be [A] _ a real bad boy, [Em] but baby, I'm [F] a real [D] good man.
_ _ [A] I may be a real bad [Am] [A] boy, [C] but baby, [G] I'm a real good [D] man. _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ [A] _ [Gb] _ [E] _ [D] _ [F] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ [D] _ [C] _ [D] When I was comin' away from Montgomery, [F] I had my guitar on my back.
[Gm] When a stranger pulled up beside me in an [D] antique Cadillac.
He was dressed like 1950, [F] half drunk and hollow-eyed.
[G] Said, it's a long walk to Nashville, [D] would you like a ride, son? _ _ _ _
Well, I climbed up in the [B] front seat, [F] and he turned on the radio.
[G] And them sad old songs comin' out of them [Am] speakers was solid country gold.
[D] Then I noticed the stranger was ghostly white [F] pale when he asked me for a light.
[G] And I knew there was something strange about [D] this ride. _
[C] He said, could you make folks [G] cry when you [D] play them songs? _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the [A] blues? _
[B] He [C] said, boy, I [G] ain't no feelin' what you're feelin' [D] inside. _
[C] You're feelin' star [G]-veiled, and it's a [D] long, hard drive.
_ [Ab] _ [C] _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _
[D] He cried just south of Nashville, [F] and he turned that car around.
He [G] said, this is where you get off, boy, [Dm] cause I'm goin' [D] back to [Am] Alabama.
[Dm] Well, I climbed out of that [F] Cadillac, and I said, mister, many thanks.
He [G] said, you don't have to call me mister.
[D] The whole [G] world calls me hey.
[Dm] He [C] said, can you make [G] folks cry when you play [D] them songs? _ _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you [A] mourn the blues?
He said, _ [B] boy, [C] can you make [G] folks feel what you're feelin' inside?
[D] _ _
[C] You're [G] feelin' star-veiled, and it's a [D] long, hard drive.
He [C] said, can you make [G] folks cry when you play [D] them songs?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn [E] the blues?
He [A] _ _
[Em] said, [C] boy, can [G] you make folks feel what you're feelin' [D] inside? _ _
[C] You're feelin' star-veiled, and [G] [D] it's a long, hard drive.
Well, if [C] you're big [G] star-veiled, let me warn you, [D] it's a long, hard drive.
If [C] you're big star-veiled, [G] let me warn you. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I got [Eb] it covered.
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _
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