Chords for Whiskey On A Sunday (The Puppet Song)
Tempo:
121.9 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
A
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F#] [B] Come day, go day, [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, [F#] drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, [E] whiskey [A] on a Sunday.
old beggars bush, [E] on top of an old [A] packing crate.
dance and can sing, [E] and he croons with a smile [A] on his face.
go day, [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, [F#] drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, [E] whiskey [A] on a Sunday.
at the strings, [E] and the puppets they dance up [A] and down.
ever would see [E] in the fanciest theatre [A] in town.
day, [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, [F#] drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, [E] whiskey [A] on a Sunday.
sad day he died [E] in [A]
old beggars bush, [E] on top of an old [A] packing crate.
dance and can sing, [E] and he croons with a smile [A] on his face.
go day, [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, [F#] drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, [E] whiskey [A] on a Sunday.
at the strings, [E] and the puppets they dance up [A] and down.
ever would see [E] in the fanciest theatre [A] in town.
day, [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, [F#] drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, [E] whiskey [A] on a Sunday.
sad day he died [E] in [A]
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_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [B] Come day, go day, _ [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, _ [F#] _ drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, [E] _ whiskey [A] on a Sunday.
He sits on the corner [B] of old beggars bush, [E] on top of an old [A] packing crate.
He has three wooden dolls [B] that can dance and can sing, [E] and he croons with a smile [A] on his face.
_ _ [F#] _ _ Come [B] day, go day, _ [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, _ _ [F#] _ drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, _ [E] whiskey _ [A] on a Sunday.
_ His tired old hands [B] tug away at the strings, [E] and the puppets they dance up [A] and down.
_ A far better show than [B] you ever would see [E] in the fanciest theatre [A] in town.
_ _ [F#] _ _ Come [B] day, go day, [E] _ wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, _ _ [F#] _ drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, _ [E] whiskey _ [A] on a Sunday.
_ I'm sad to relate that [B] old sad day he died [E] in _ _ _ [A]
1904.
_ The three wooden dolls [B] in the dustbin were lays, [E] his songs will be heard [A]
nevermore.
_ _ [F#] _ _ Come [B] day, go day, _ [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, _ _ [F#] _ drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, [E] _ whiskey [A] on a Sunday.
_ Soon stormy night [B] when you're passing that way, [E] and the wind's blowing up from [A] the sea, _ you'll still hear the song [B] of old sad day as [E] he croons to his dancing [A] dolls dream.
[F#] Come _ _ [B] day, go day, _ [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, _ [F#] _ drinking _ [B]
buttermilk through the wee, [E] _ whiskey [A] on a Sunday.
_ [F#] _ _ Come [B] day, go day, _ [E] _ wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, _ [F#] _ drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, whiskey on a Sunday.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
He sits on the corner [B] of old beggars bush, [E] on top of an old [A] packing crate.
He has three wooden dolls [B] that can dance and can sing, [E] and he croons with a smile [A] on his face.
_ _ [F#] _ _ Come [B] day, go day, _ [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, _ _ [F#] _ drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, _ [E] whiskey _ [A] on a Sunday.
_ His tired old hands [B] tug away at the strings, [E] and the puppets they dance up [A] and down.
_ A far better show than [B] you ever would see [E] in the fanciest theatre [A] in town.
_ _ [F#] _ _ Come [B] day, go day, [E] _ wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, _ _ [F#] _ drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, _ [E] whiskey _ [A] on a Sunday.
_ I'm sad to relate that [B] old sad day he died [E] in _ _ _ [A]
1904.
_ The three wooden dolls [B] in the dustbin were lays, [E] his songs will be heard [A]
nevermore.
_ _ [F#] _ _ Come [B] day, go day, _ [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, _ _ [F#] _ drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, [E] _ whiskey [A] on a Sunday.
_ Soon stormy night [B] when you're passing that way, [E] and the wind's blowing up from [A] the sea, _ you'll still hear the song [B] of old sad day as [E] he croons to his dancing [A] dolls dream.
[F#] Come _ _ [B] day, go day, _ [E] wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, _ [F#] _ drinking _ [B]
buttermilk through the wee, [E] _ whiskey [A] on a Sunday.
_ [F#] _ _ Come [B] day, go day, _ [E] _ wishing me [A] heartache was Sunday, _ [F#] _ drinking [B] buttermilk through the wee, whiskey on a Sunday.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _