Title: Curbside Prophet
Tab by: ?ArJay?
For strumming pattern, listen to the song's rythm (kinda reggae)
This is the easy way of playing this song...
If you think it's too low, put on your capo
[G] [C] [F] [Bb]
E|--3---3---1--1---||
A|--3---3---1--1---||
D|--4---5---2--3---||
G|--5---5---3--3---||
B|--5---3---3--1---||
E|--3---3---1--1---||
Intro: G-C-F-Bb,F
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all, hey
ya see it st[G]arted way back in nyc[C]
G Bb,F
when i stole my first rhyme from the m.i.c.
at a wes[G]t end avenue at 6[C]3
F Bb,F
the beginning of a leap year, february,
?9[G]6 when a guitar picked up in the [C]mix
F Bb,F
i committed to the licks like a nickel back of tricks
well l[G]ook at me now
l[C]ook at me now
F Bb,F
look at me now, now, now, now
i?m just a cur[G]bside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all, hey
well you?re [G]never never gonna guess
where i?ve [C]been been been
and i h[F]ave no regrets
Bb,F G
that i bet my whole checking account
because it all a[C]mounts to nothing up in the e[F]nd
Bb,F G
well you can only count on the road again
will soon be on the [C]radio dial
F Bb,F
and i been payin close attention to the willie nelson style
like a[G] a band of gypsies on the [C]highway while
F Bb,F
as i?m a one man wishin on the california skyline
dr[G]ive up the coast i b[C]rag and i boast
F Bb,F
because i?m pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost
rai[G]sing a toast to the h[C]ighway patrol with the mo[F]st
Bb,F
but my cruise control's on coast
cause i'm [G]tourin around the nation on ext[C]ended vacation
F Bb,F
see i got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation
i say,[G] i like your style, crazy p[C]ound pup
you need a r[F]ide? 'woof'
Bb,F
well come on, girl, hop in the truck
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all
VERSE 3: (DO G-C-F-Bb,F)
see i'm a down home brother, redneck undercover
with my guitar here i'm ready to play
and i'm a sucker for philly
got a natural ability to give the freestyle
look at my flexibility
dangerous on the mic
my ghetto hat's cocked right
all the ladies say, "yo, that kid is crazy"
we got the backstage betties taking more than they can get
they say, "what's up with m-r-a-z?"
BRIDGE: (SAME AS VERSE)
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
something's different in my world today
well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
hey, hey, something's different in my world today
well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
i'm just a curbside prophet love
a curbside brother love
a curbside brother love
a curbside oh come on
i'm just a curbside prophet and i'm waiting for my rocket
i'm waiting for my rocket to come
Rock On!
Tab by: ?ArJay?
For strumming pattern, listen to the song's rythm (kinda reggae)
This is the easy way of playing this song...
If you think it's too low, put on your capo
[G] [C] [F] [Bb]
E|--3---3---1--1---||
A|--3---3---1--1---||
D|--4---5---2--3---||
G|--5---5---3--3---||
B|--5---3---3--1---||
E|--3---3---1--1---||
Intro: G-C-F-Bb,F
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all, hey
ya see it st[G]arted way back in nyc[C]
G Bb,F
when i stole my first rhyme from the m.i.c.
at a wes[G]t end avenue at 6[C]3
F Bb,F
the beginning of a leap year, february,
?9[G]6 when a guitar picked up in the [C]mix
F Bb,F
i committed to the licks like a nickel back of tricks
well l[G]ook at me now
l[C]ook at me now
F Bb,F
look at me now, now, now, now
i?m just a cur[G]bside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all, hey
well you?re [G]never never gonna guess
where i?ve [C]been been been
and i h[F]ave no regrets
Bb,F G
that i bet my whole checking account
because it all a[C]mounts to nothing up in the e[F]nd
Bb,F G
well you can only count on the road again
will soon be on the [C]radio dial
F Bb,F
and i been payin close attention to the willie nelson style
like a[G] a band of gypsies on the [C]highway while
F Bb,F
as i?m a one man wishin on the california skyline
dr[G]ive up the coast i b[C]rag and i boast
F Bb,F
because i?m pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost
rai[G]sing a toast to the h[C]ighway patrol with the mo[F]st
Bb,F
but my cruise control's on coast
cause i'm [G]tourin around the nation on ext[C]ended vacation
F Bb,F
see i got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation
i say,[G] i like your style, crazy p[C]ound pup
you need a r[F]ide? 'woof'
Bb,F
well come on, girl, hop in the truck
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket to come
i?m just a c[G]urbside prophet
with my h[C]and in my pocket
F Bb,F
and i?m waiting for my rocket y'all
VERSE 3: (DO G-C-F-Bb,F)
see i'm a down home brother, redneck undercover
with my guitar here i'm ready to play
and i'm a sucker for philly
got a natural ability to give the freestyle
look at my flexibility
dangerous on the mic
my ghetto hat's cocked right
all the ladies say, "yo, that kid is crazy"
we got the backstage betties taking more than they can get
they say, "what's up with m-r-a-z?"
BRIDGE: (SAME AS VERSE)
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
something's different in my world today
well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
hey, hey, something's different in my world today
well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
i'm just a curbside prophet love
a curbside brother love
a curbside brother love
a curbside oh come on
i'm just a curbside prophet and i'm waiting for my rocket
i'm waiting for my rocket to come
Rock On!