by Jackie Greene
This is my first time doing this, didn't see chords up for this song so I thought
I'd give it a shot. This uses an A harmonica.
intro: |F#m |A |D |A | x 5
[F#m]Any day now[A] the sky[D] could fall[A]
[F#m]And I'm not one [A]to complai[D]n[A]
[F#m]But this don't f[A]eel like no para[D]dise at all[A]
[F#m]Down on the corner [A]in the rai[D]n[A]
[F#m]Old Kentucky, h[A]e's a friend[D] of mine[A]
[F#m]He got them Fayette [A]County blues[D][A]
[F#m]Ain't no woman e[A]ver keep the [D]man in line[A]
[F#m]And there ain't no woman he[A] can refuse[D][A]
[E]Well I stumbled in with my guitar
And b[F#m]ought a drink behind the bar
[E]Sat in with the band until o[F#m]h two
D |D |A |A |E |E |E |E |
Then I saaaaaaaaaaaaid:
[F#m]too much whiskey m[A]ake me tumbl[D]e home[A]
[F#m]too much Jesus m[A]ake me pray[D][A]
[F#m]too much love and L[A]ord I feel so a[D]ll alone[A]
[F#m]but that's all right mama, t[A]hat's OK[D][A]
[F#m]Cause Sweet Serrita, [A]she's behi[D]nd the bar[A]
[F#m]She's got the towel [A]in her hand[D][A]
[F#m]Lord release her[A], she's only [D]twenty-four[A]
And she's[F#m] doing the be[A]st that she ca[D]n[A]
Well [E]I don't know, but I been told
That [F#m]freedom is an open road
But I[E] guess it all depends on how you dr[F#m]ive
D |D |A |A |E |E |E |E |
While you're aliiiiiive
|F#m |A |D |A | x 4
[F#m]Now people tell me [A]I'm the Luck[D]y One[A]
[F#m]But that don't matter m[A]uch to me[D][A]
[F#m]Cause I ain't nothi[A]ng but my f[D]ather's son[A]
[F#m]And that's all I'm ever [A]gonna be[D][A]
This is my first time doing this, didn't see chords up for this song so I thought
I'd give it a shot. This uses an A harmonica.
intro: |F#m |A |D |A | x 5
[F#m]Any day now[A] the sky[D] could fall[A]
[F#m]And I'm not one [A]to complai[D]n[A]
[F#m]But this don't f[A]eel like no para[D]dise at all[A]
[F#m]Down on the corner [A]in the rai[D]n[A]
[F#m]Old Kentucky, h[A]e's a friend[D] of mine[A]
[F#m]He got them Fayette [A]County blues[D][A]
[F#m]Ain't no woman e[A]ver keep the [D]man in line[A]
[F#m]And there ain't no woman he[A] can refuse[D][A]
[E]Well I stumbled in with my guitar
And b[F#m]ought a drink behind the bar
[E]Sat in with the band until o[F#m]h two
D |D |A |A |E |E |E |E |
Then I saaaaaaaaaaaaid:
[F#m]too much whiskey m[A]ake me tumbl[D]e home[A]
[F#m]too much Jesus m[A]ake me pray[D][A]
[F#m]too much love and L[A]ord I feel so a[D]ll alone[A]
[F#m]but that's all right mama, t[A]hat's OK[D][A]
[F#m]Cause Sweet Serrita, [A]she's behi[D]nd the bar[A]
[F#m]She's got the towel [A]in her hand[D][A]
[F#m]Lord release her[A], she's only [D]twenty-four[A]
And she's[F#m] doing the be[A]st that she ca[D]n[A]
Well [E]I don't know, but I been told
That [F#m]freedom is an open road
But I[E] guess it all depends on how you dr[F#m]ive
D |D |A |A |E |E |E |E |
While you're aliiiiiive
|F#m |A |D |A | x 4
[F#m]Now people tell me [A]I'm the Luck[D]y One[A]
[F#m]But that don't matter m[A]uch to me[D][A]
[F#m]Cause I ain't nothi[A]ng but my f[D]ather's son[A]
[F#m]And that's all I'm ever [A]gonna be[D][A]
