Chords for Week 01 Ed Bruce Theme From Bret Maverick 1982
Tempo:
106.35 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
C
Bm
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
Too many dusty trail [C] towns, too few and far between, [Bm] tired [A] saloons, sawdust [D] covered floors.
Too many one more [C] showdowns and aces over queens.
[B] Winning's [A] just a way of [D] keeping score.
[B] My old Pappy always told me, [G] your fate is in your hands, [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to choose.
[A]
[D] Luck don't have a thing to [C] do with how you play the [Bm] game.
Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose,
[Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose.
No one recalls first hand, [C] they all know who won the last, [Bm] and every [A] man must find his [D] place in time.
If all a man can count on is [C] one day pushing up the grass.
[Bm] When I do I [A] lay yards, that [D] grass is mine.
[B] My old Pappy always told [G] me, your fate is in your hands, [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to choose.
[A] [D] Luck don't have a thing to do [C] with how you play the game.
[B] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose, [Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come here [D] to lose.
[C#] [B] [F#] [Bm]
[C] [D] [C] [D]
Tired of leaving nothing, [C] no one ever [Gm] knows you're gone.
[A] Someone's always there [D] to take your seat.
Wonder how it feels to [C] hear someone say glad you're home, [Bm] greet the same [D] old friends on familiar streets.
[C#] [B] My old Pappy always told [G] me, your fate is in your hands, [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to [A] choose.
[D] Luck don't have a thing to do [C] with how you play the game.
[Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose, [Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose.
[B] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose.
Too many dusty trail [C] towns, too few and far between, [Bm] tired [A] saloons, sawdust [D] covered floors.
Too many one more [C] showdowns and aces over queens.
[B] Winning's [A] just a way of [D] keeping score.
[B] My old Pappy always told me, [G] your fate is in your hands, [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to choose.
[A]
[D] Luck don't have a thing to [C] do with how you play the [Bm] game.
Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose,
[Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose.
No one recalls first hand, [C] they all know who won the last, [Bm] and every [A] man must find his [D] place in time.
If all a man can count on is [C] one day pushing up the grass.
[Bm] When I do I [A] lay yards, that [D] grass is mine.
[B] My old Pappy always told [G] me, your fate is in your hands, [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to choose.
[A] [D] Luck don't have a thing to do [C] with how you play the game.
[B] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose, [Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come here [D] to lose.
[C#] [B] [F#] [Bm]
[C] [D] [C] [D]
Tired of leaving nothing, [C] no one ever [Gm] knows you're gone.
[A] Someone's always there [D] to take your seat.
Wonder how it feels to [C] hear someone say glad you're home, [Bm] greet the same [D] old friends on familiar streets.
[C#] [B] My old Pappy always told [G] me, your fate is in your hands, [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to [A] choose.
[D] Luck don't have a thing to do [C] with how you play the game.
[Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose, [Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose.
[B] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose.
Key:
D
A
C
Bm
B
D
A
C
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Too many dusty trail [C] towns, too few and far between, _ [Bm] tired [A] saloons, sawdust [D] covered floors. _
Too many one more [C] showdowns and aces over queens.
[B] Winning's [A] just a way of [D] keeping score. _
[B] My old Pappy always told me, [G] your fate is in your hands, [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to choose.
[A] _
_ [D] Luck don't have a thing to [C] do with how you play the [Bm] game.
Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose, _
_ [Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose. _
_ _ _ _ No one recalls first hand, [C] they all know who won the last, [Bm] and every [A] man must find his [D] place in time.
_ If all a man can count on is [C] one day pushing up the grass.
[Bm] When I do I [A] lay yards, that [D] grass is mine.
_ [B] My old Pappy always told [G] me, your fate is in your hands, _ [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to choose.
[A] _ _ [D] Luck don't have a thing to do [C] with how you play the game.
[B] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose, _ _ [Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come here [D] to lose.
_ [C#] _ [B] _ [F#] _ [Bm] _
_ [C] _ [D] _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Tired of leaving nothing, [C] no one ever [Gm] knows you're gone.
[A] Someone's always there [D] to take your seat.
_ _ _ Wonder how it feels to [C] hear someone say glad you're home, [Bm] greet the same [D] old friends on familiar streets.
_ [C#] [B] My old Pappy always told [G] me, your fate is in your hands, [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to [A] choose.
_ [D] Luck don't have a thing to do [C] with how you play the game.
[Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose, _ _ [Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose.
_ _ [B] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Too many dusty trail [C] towns, too few and far between, _ [Bm] tired [A] saloons, sawdust [D] covered floors. _
Too many one more [C] showdowns and aces over queens.
[B] Winning's [A] just a way of [D] keeping score. _
[B] My old Pappy always told me, [G] your fate is in your hands, [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to choose.
[A] _
_ [D] Luck don't have a thing to [C] do with how you play the [Bm] game.
Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose, _
_ [Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose. _
_ _ _ _ No one recalls first hand, [C] they all know who won the last, [Bm] and every [A] man must find his [D] place in time.
_ If all a man can count on is [C] one day pushing up the grass.
[Bm] When I do I [A] lay yards, that [D] grass is mine.
_ [B] My old Pappy always told [G] me, your fate is in your hands, _ [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to choose.
[A] _ _ [D] Luck don't have a thing to do [C] with how you play the game.
[B] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose, _ _ [Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come here [D] to lose.
_ [C#] _ [B] _ [F#] _ [Bm] _
_ [C] _ [D] _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Tired of leaving nothing, [C] no one ever [Gm] knows you're gone.
[A] Someone's always there [D] to take your seat.
_ _ _ Wonder how it feels to [C] hear someone say glad you're home, [Bm] greet the same [D] old friends on familiar streets.
_ [C#] [B] My old Pappy always told [G] me, your fate is in your hands, [C] and how to draw it's [E] yours to [A] choose.
_ [D] Luck don't have a thing to do [C] with how you play the game.
[Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose, _ _ [Bm] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose.
_ _ [B] Maverick [A] didn't come [D] here to lose. _ _ _ _ _
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