Jerry Reed - Lord, Mr Ford (tab)
Play this with a capo on 4th fret.
All chord names, shapes, and notes are relative to position of capo.
Real chord names are in square brackets below.
G [B] 320033 G(b5)/Bb [B(b5)/D] x10023
Gsus/A [Bsus/Db] x00013 A7 [Db7] x02020
D [F#] xx0232 C [E] x32010
G7 [B7] 320031
[G]INT[G(b5)/Bb]RO[Gsus/A][G]
Well, if you're one of the millions who own one of them gas drinking,
piston clinking, air polluting, smoke belching, four wheeled buggies from Detroit City,
RIFF A7 D G
then pay attention; I'm about to sing your song son.
Well, [G]I'm not a man appointed judge,
To [C]bear ill-will and hold a grudge,
But I [G]think it's time I said me a few choice [D]words.
All a[G]bout that demon automobile,
A [C]metal box with the polyglass wheel,
The [G]end result to the [D]dream of Henry [G]Ford.
Well, [D]I've got a car that's mine alone,
That [C]me and the finance company own.
A [G]ready made pile of manufactured [D]grief.
And if I [G]ain't out of gas in the pouring [G7]rain,
I'm a-[C]changing a flat in a hurricane,
I [G]once spent three days [D]lost on a clover[G]leaf.
Well, it [A7]ain't just the smoke and the traffic jam,
That makes me the bitter fool I am,
But this four wheel buggy is a-dollaring me to [D]death.
For [A7]gas and oils and fluids and grease,
And wires and tires and anti-freeze,
And them accessories, well honey that's something [D]else.
Well, you can get a [G]stereo tape and a color tv,
Get a [C]backseat bar and reclining seats,
[G] And just pay once a month, like you do your [D]rent.
Well, I [G]figured it up and over a period of [G7]time,
This [C]four thousand dollar car of mine,
Costs [G]fourteen thousand [D]dollars and ninety-nine [G]cents.
Well, now [D]Lord Mr. Ford, I just [C]wish that you could [G]see,
What your simple horseless carriage has be[D]come.
Well, it [G]seems your contribution to man,
To [C]say the least, got a little out of hand,
G D G RIFF A7 D G
Well, Lord Mr. Ford, what have you done.
Now the [G]average American father and mother,
Own [C]one whole car and half another,
And [G]I bet that half a car is a trick to [D]buy, don't you?
But the [G]thing that amazes me I [G7]guess,
Is the [C]way we measure a man's success,
By the [G]kind of an automo[D]bile he can afford [G]to buy.
Well now, [A7]red light, green light, traffic cop,
Right turn, no turn, must turn, stop,
Get out the credit card honey, we're out of [D]gas.
Well, now [A7]all the car's placed end to end,
Would reach to the moon and back again,
And there'd probably be some poor fool pull out to [D]pass.
Well now, [G]how I yearn for the good old days,
With[C]out that carbon monoxide haze,
A-[G]hanging over the roar of the inter[D]state.
Well, if the [G]Lord that made the moon and [G7]stars,
Would have [C]meant for me and you to have cars,
He'd have [G]seen that we was all [D]born with a parking [G]space.
[D]Lord Mr. Ford, I just [C]wish that you could [G]see,
What your simple horseless carriage has be[D]come.
Well, it [G]seems your contribution to [G7]man,
To [C]say the least, got a little out of hand,
Well, [G]Lord Mr. [D]Ford, what have you [G]done.
Come away with me Lucille
A7 D G C RIFF A7 D G
In my smoking, choking automobile
p pulloff h hammer-on
/ slide up \ slide down
HERE'S THE RIFF USED JUST AFTER THE SPOKEN INTRO, AND USED THROUGHOUT THE SONG:
E--3p0----------------------------------------0---------
B-----3---3-----------------------------0-2/3-0-2\1-0---
G------3h4-3/2-0---0-3p2p0------0-3/4-0-0-3/4---3\2-0---
D---------------0h2-------2p0---0-2/3-0-----------------
A----------------------------1/2------------------------
E----------------------------2/3------------------------
THIS IS THE LICK AT THE VERY END OF THE SONG
E------------------------------
B--3p1p0-0-----------------0---
G-------3-3p2p0-0----------0---
D--------------2-2p1p0-----0---
A---------------------0h1h2----
E------------------------------
Play this with a capo on 4th fret.
All chord names, shapes, and notes are relative to position of capo.
Real chord names are in square brackets below.
G [B] 320033 G(b5)/Bb [B(b5)/D] x10023
Gsus/A [Bsus/Db] x00013 A7 [Db7] x02020
D [F#] xx0232 C [E] x32010
G7 [B7] 320031
[G]INT[G(b5)/Bb]RO[Gsus/A][G]
Well, if you're one of the millions who own one of them gas drinking,
piston clinking, air polluting, smoke belching, four wheeled buggies from Detroit City,
RIFF A7 D G
then pay attention; I'm about to sing your song son.
Well, [G]I'm not a man appointed judge,
To [C]bear ill-will and hold a grudge,
But I [G]think it's time I said me a few choice [D]words.
All a[G]bout that demon automobile,
A [C]metal box with the polyglass wheel,
The [G]end result to the [D]dream of Henry [G]Ford.
Well, [D]I've got a car that's mine alone,
That [C]me and the finance company own.
A [G]ready made pile of manufactured [D]grief.
And if I [G]ain't out of gas in the pouring [G7]rain,
I'm a-[C]changing a flat in a hurricane,
I [G]once spent three days [D]lost on a clover[G]leaf.
Well, it [A7]ain't just the smoke and the traffic jam,
That makes me the bitter fool I am,
But this four wheel buggy is a-dollaring me to [D]death.
For [A7]gas and oils and fluids and grease,
And wires and tires and anti-freeze,
And them accessories, well honey that's something [D]else.
Well, you can get a [G]stereo tape and a color tv,
Get a [C]backseat bar and reclining seats,
[G] And just pay once a month, like you do your [D]rent.
Well, I [G]figured it up and over a period of [G7]time,
This [C]four thousand dollar car of mine,
Costs [G]fourteen thousand [D]dollars and ninety-nine [G]cents.
Well, now [D]Lord Mr. Ford, I just [C]wish that you could [G]see,
What your simple horseless carriage has be[D]come.
Well, it [G]seems your contribution to man,
To [C]say the least, got a little out of hand,
G D G RIFF A7 D G
Well, Lord Mr. Ford, what have you done.
Now the [G]average American father and mother,
Own [C]one whole car and half another,
And [G]I bet that half a car is a trick to [D]buy, don't you?
But the [G]thing that amazes me I [G7]guess,
Is the [C]way we measure a man's success,
By the [G]kind of an automo[D]bile he can afford [G]to buy.
Well now, [A7]red light, green light, traffic cop,
Right turn, no turn, must turn, stop,
Get out the credit card honey, we're out of [D]gas.
Well, now [A7]all the car's placed end to end,
Would reach to the moon and back again,
And there'd probably be some poor fool pull out to [D]pass.
Well now, [G]how I yearn for the good old days,
With[C]out that carbon monoxide haze,
A-[G]hanging over the roar of the inter[D]state.
Well, if the [G]Lord that made the moon and [G7]stars,
Would have [C]meant for me and you to have cars,
He'd have [G]seen that we was all [D]born with a parking [G]space.
[D]Lord Mr. Ford, I just [C]wish that you could [G]see,
What your simple horseless carriage has be[D]come.
Well, it [G]seems your contribution to [G7]man,
To [C]say the least, got a little out of hand,
Well, [G]Lord Mr. [D]Ford, what have you [G]done.
Come away with me Lucille
A7 D G C RIFF A7 D G
In my smoking, choking automobile
p pulloff h hammer-on
/ slide up \ slide down
HERE'S THE RIFF USED JUST AFTER THE SPOKEN INTRO, AND USED THROUGHOUT THE SONG:
E--3p0----------------------------------------0---------
B-----3---3-----------------------------0-2/3-0-2\1-0---
G------3h4-3/2-0---0-3p2p0------0-3/4-0-0-3/4---3\2-0---
D---------------0h2-------2p0---0-2/3-0-----------------
A----------------------------1/2------------------------
E----------------------------2/3------------------------
THIS IS THE LICK AT THE VERY END OF THE SONG
E------------------------------
B--3p1p0-0-----------------0---
G-------3-3p2p0-0----------0---
D--------------2-2p1p0-----0---
A---------------------0h1h2----
E------------------------------
