Chords for Tom Petty- Spike (Live)
Tempo:
75.2 bpm
Chords used:
Am
G
A
Em
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[Am]
[D]
[Am]
This is a song [Em] that we [Am] recorded for our Southern Accents album.
[E] story that goes [Am] along with it.
who used to wear a dog collar.
be wearing that dog collar, I haven't seen him in a while.
see him all the time.
[D]
[Am]
This is a song [Em] that we [Am] recorded for our Southern Accents album.
[E] story that goes [Am] along with it.
who used to wear a dog collar.
be wearing that dog collar, I haven't seen him in a while.
see him all the time.
100% ➙ 75BPM
Am
G
A
Em
D
Am
G
A
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ This is a song [Em] that we [Am] recorded for our Southern Accents album.
_ It's got a little [E] story that goes [Am] along with it.
_ _ _ This is about a young boy who used to wear a dog collar.
_ _ _ He might still be wearing that dog collar, I haven't seen him in a while.
_ _ But I used to see him all the time.
And his name, _ what's his name?
_ That's right, his name was Spike.
_ _ We used to see Spike when we lived down in Gainesville, Florida years ago.
_ _ [D] We used to see him out [Am] walking in the middle of the summer wearing that dog collar.
Had his leather jacket on. _ _
_ One day we saw him headed right for this bar in town.
I'd never been in that bar.
It was called the Cypress Lounge.
_ They always told us never to go in the Cypress Lounge.
_ _ Mike was there.
It was Mike Campbell over here playing the guitar.
We _ _ _ _ _ were sitting there doing nothing.
And we saw Spike walking right through the Cypress Lounge.
I said, Mike, this is going to be good. _
_ _ So I followed him in.
I walked in out of the sunlight.
It was real dark in that bar.
I couldn't see nothing.
I could see the glow of a jukebox in the back.
And I could hear this voice say, look, we got another [D] one.
Just like the other [Am] ones.
Another bad ass.
[G] Another troublemaker.
I'm scared ain't you boys, [Em] I'm scared.
Wonder if he's going to show us [F] what that is.
Boy, he got a man with a dog collar [G] on.
Think we ought to throw Spike a [A] bone.
_ [Am] _ _ _ _
[A] Spike would sing.
Doo doo re.
_ Doo doo re.
Doo doo re.
Doo doo re.
[Am] Well, here's another [Em] misfit.
[A] Another Jimmy Dean.
I bet he's got a [Em] motorbike.
What [G] do y'all think?
Bet if we be good, we'll get [Am] a ride on it.
If he ain't too mad about [F] the future.
Maybe we ought [C] to help him [G] see.
The future ain't what it used to [Am] be. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ [D] Nothing. _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ Spike, _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [G] _ you're scaring my wife.
[Am] _ _ _
_ [G] Please, Spike, tell me about [Am] life. _ _
_ _ _ Well, can you tell me about life, Spike?
_ _ _ [Am] Boy, I want to know. _
I need me a dog collar too, boy. _ _ _
_ _ _ It might feel good.
I might see the world a whole new way.
I might be a brand new man.
I might be one bad motherfucker.
I might say it. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I might say it. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I might say it. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I might say it.
_ I might say it.
_ Might say it.
Might say it. Fuck it. _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Hey, _ _
[G] _ _ Spike, what is [Am] it? _ _
[G] Sir, Spike, you're scaring [A] my wife. _ _ _
[G] Sir, Spike, tell us [Am] about life. _ _ _
_ _ _ Well, it got [Em] real quiet in that bar.
[Am] _ _ _ And I remember [G] seeing Spike [Am] slide down easy off of that bar stool.
_ Walk straight to the door and threw it open.
_ _ _ [Em] Sun came in [Am] like a searchlight. _
_ _ And Spike walked straight to the side [Em] of Interstate [A] 75.
[Am] _ _ And he stuck out his thumb and [A]
said,
Do do re, do do re, do do la la, do do re. _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ This is a song [Em] that we [Am] recorded for our Southern Accents album.
_ It's got a little [E] story that goes [Am] along with it.
_ _ _ This is about a young boy who used to wear a dog collar.
_ _ _ He might still be wearing that dog collar, I haven't seen him in a while.
_ _ But I used to see him all the time.
And his name, _ what's his name?
_ That's right, his name was Spike.
_ _ We used to see Spike when we lived down in Gainesville, Florida years ago.
_ _ [D] We used to see him out [Am] walking in the middle of the summer wearing that dog collar.
Had his leather jacket on. _ _
_ One day we saw him headed right for this bar in town.
I'd never been in that bar.
It was called the Cypress Lounge.
_ They always told us never to go in the Cypress Lounge.
_ _ Mike was there.
It was Mike Campbell over here playing the guitar.
We _ _ _ _ _ were sitting there doing nothing.
And we saw Spike walking right through the Cypress Lounge.
I said, Mike, this is going to be good. _
_ _ So I followed him in.
I walked in out of the sunlight.
It was real dark in that bar.
I couldn't see nothing.
I could see the glow of a jukebox in the back.
And I could hear this voice say, look, we got another [D] one.
Just like the other [Am] ones.
Another bad ass.
[G] Another troublemaker.
I'm scared ain't you boys, [Em] I'm scared.
Wonder if he's going to show us [F] what that is.
Boy, he got a man with a dog collar [G] on.
Think we ought to throw Spike a [A] bone.
_ [Am] _ _ _ _
[A] Spike would sing.
Doo doo re.
_ Doo doo re.
Doo doo re.
Doo doo re.
[Am] Well, here's another [Em] misfit.
[A] Another Jimmy Dean.
I bet he's got a [Em] motorbike.
What [G] do y'all think?
Bet if we be good, we'll get [Am] a ride on it.
If he ain't too mad about [F] the future.
Maybe we ought [C] to help him [G] see.
The future ain't what it used to [Am] be. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ [D] Nothing. _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ Spike, _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [G] _ you're scaring my wife.
[Am] _ _ _
_ [G] Please, Spike, tell me about [Am] life. _ _
_ _ _ Well, can you tell me about life, Spike?
_ _ _ [Am] Boy, I want to know. _
I need me a dog collar too, boy. _ _ _
_ _ _ It might feel good.
I might see the world a whole new way.
I might be a brand new man.
I might be one bad motherfucker.
I might say it. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I might say it. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I might say it. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I might say it.
_ I might say it.
_ Might say it.
Might say it. Fuck it. _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Hey, _ _
[G] _ _ Spike, what is [Am] it? _ _
[G] Sir, Spike, you're scaring [A] my wife. _ _ _
[G] Sir, Spike, tell us [Am] about life. _ _ _
_ _ _ Well, it got [Em] real quiet in that bar.
[Am] _ _ _ And I remember [G] seeing Spike [Am] slide down easy off of that bar stool.
_ Walk straight to the door and threw it open.
_ _ _ [Em] Sun came in [Am] like a searchlight. _
_ _ And Spike walked straight to the side [Em] of Interstate [A] 75.
[Am] _ _ And he stuck out his thumb and [A]
said,
Do do re, do do re, do do la la, do do re. _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _