Tag: Rollin

Jimmy Buffett – Hello Texas Chords


Hello Texas     By: Jimmy Buffett  1980 

Well I just pulled out of Chicago 
Partied old Chi-town 'round 
Rollin' along that Interstate 10 
Lord knows we're Texas bound 

Chorus: 
Hello Texas 
Sure is good to see you again 
Hello Texas 
Sure is good to see me a friend 

Well now we've been to New York City 
We've been to L.A. too 
People in them towns love to party down 
But they don't boogie like the Bee Gees do 

Chorus: 
Hello Texas 
Sure is good to see you a friend 
Hello Texas 
Sure is good to see you again 

You know we ain't knockin' the rest of the country 
No we really think it's great 
Just seems I left a part of my heart 
Somewhere in the lone star state 

You know we ain't knockin' the rest of the country 
You know we really think it's great 
Just seems I left a part of my heart 
Somewhere in the lone star state 

Chorus: 
Hello Texas 
Sure is good to see you again 
Hello Texas 
Sure is good to see me a friend 

Ah, hello Texas 
Sure is good to see you again 
Ah, hello Texas 
Sure is good to see me a friend 
Hello Texas 
Sure is good to see you again 
Ah, hello Texas 
Sure is good to see me a friend 

Johnny Cash – Folsom Prison Blues 3 Chords

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Folsom Prison Blues                              Johnny Cash

G             
I hear the train acoming it's rolling round the bend
 
                                                G7  
and I ain't seen the sunshine sine I don't know when

    C                                              G    
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on

         D7                                    G
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone


G
When I was just a baby my Mama told me 'Son

                                           G7
always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns.

      C                                       G
But I shot the man in Reno, just to watch him die

       D7                                           G
when I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry




James (Doc) Burns – Cajun Sun Chords

Words and Music by James E. Burns, 2003

( Intro )  (G)/ (C)/ (D)/ (C) (G)/

( Chorus )
(G) Cajun sun, what your (C) heat had gone and done?
You could (D) feel it in the air?  There was (G) love everywhere.
Cajun sun, your (C) spell had now begun.
My (D) Cajun girl you see, was (G) now in love with me. ( Break )  

( 1 )
(G) My pretty Cajun girl, when we (C) met that sunny day.
You were (D) trying to be so cool by (G) trying to keep cool.
My pretty Cajun girl, when I (C) looked into your eyes
I (D) wonder if you were the (G) devil in a disguise.
My pretty Cajun girl, when we (C) met that sunny day.
I (D) hoped that you could see, you can't (G) put no spell on me. 
( Chorus ) ( Break )  

( 2 )  
(G) My pretty Cajun girl, we (C) laughed and talked all day. 
You (D) let me hold your hand and (G) kiss you when I can.
My pretty Cajun girl you came (C) from the Bayou.
It (D) was that spell I knew that (G) made me fall for you.
My pretty Cajun girl, sweat (C) rollin' down your breast.
I (D) know that you could see what your (G) spell had done to me. 
( Chorus ) ( Break )  

( 3 )
(G) My pretty Cajun girl, there was (C) nothin' I could do.
That (D) spell that hit that day made it (G) hard to wanna play.
My pretty Cajun girl you came (C) from the Bayou.
So (D) take me back with you and (G) do that thing you do.
My pretty Cajun girl, when we (C) met that sunny day.
(D) Where it all begun was (G) with that Cajun sun. ( Chorus )

Rosanne Cash – Black Cadillac Chords

D  G  D  G  D  G 

G        D            G           D      G
It was a black Cadillac drove you away
D            G
Everybody's talkin'
         Bm                 A
But they don't have much to say

D              G      
It was a black sky of rain
            D     G
None of it fell
D                 G 
One of us gets to go to heaven
Bm                      A
One has to stay here in hell 

Chorus:

A           D      A
Now it's a lonely world
                 G
Guess it always was
D     A              G - Bm - A
Minus you and minus blood My blood

It was a black Cadillac
Like one you used to drive
Now you were always rollin'
But those wheels burnt up your life

It's a black heart of pain that I'm wearin'
Suits me just fine
Cause there was nothin' I could do for you
When you were still alive

Yeah, it's a lonely world    *Play Same As Chorus*
Just a numbers game
Well, a hundred years
Will find me feelin' just the same  

Yeah, it's a lonely world
I guess it always was
D     A             G
Minus you and minus blood
Bm-D-A
My blood

The chords for the ending instrumental part are:
D G D G D G Bm A x3 (Slow down and strum the Bm twice the 
last time through and them hit the A to end the song)

Br5-49 – Knoxville Girl Chords

Knoxville Girl
BR-549

(E, E7, A, F#, B) alternate bass notes in style of A Country Waltz
E=(E&B); A=(A&E); F#=(F#&C#); B=(B&F#)

[E]                        [E7]    [A]             [E]
I met a little girl from Knoxville down beyond the well
[E]                      [F#]               [B]
And every Sunday evenin? inside her home I dwelled
   [E]                       [E7]   [A]             [E]
We went to take an evenin? stroll about a mile from town
[E]                                    [B]                    [E]
I picked a stick up off the ground and knocked that fair girl down

She fell down on her bended knees for mercy she did cry
"Oh Willard dear don?t kill me here I?m unprepared to die"
She never spoke another word, I only beat her more
Until the ground around me with it her blood did flow

I grabbed her by her golden curls and drug her round and round
Throwing her into the river that runs through Knoxville town
Go there go there you Knoxville girl with dark and rollin? eyes
Go there go there you Knoxville girl you can never be my bride

I rolled and tumbled the whole night through, my dreams were livin? Hell
And then they came from Knoxville to carry me to jail
I?m here to waste my life away down in this dirty old cell
Because I killed that Knoxville girl, that girl I loved so well!

Jim Burns – Cajun Sun Chords

Words and Music by James E. Burns

( Intro )  (G) (C) (D) (G)

( Chorus )
(G) Cajun sun, what your (C) heat had gone and done?
You could (D) feel it in the air?  There was (G) love everywhere.
Cajun sun, (C) your spell had now begun.
My (D) Cajun girl you see, was (G) now in love with me. ( Break )  

( 1 )
(G) My pretty Cajun girl, when we (C) met that sunny day.
You were (D) trying to be so cool by (G) trying to keep cool.
My pretty Cajun girl, when I (C) looked into your eyes
I (D) wonder if you were the (G) devil in a disguise.
My pretty Cajun girl, when we (C) met that sunny day.
I (D) hoped that you could see, you can't (G) put no spell on me. ( Chorus ) ( Break )  

( 2 )  
(G) My pretty Cajun girl, we (C) laughed and talked all day. 
You (D) let me hold your hand and (G) kiss you when I can.
My pretty Cajun girl you came (C) from the Bayou.
It (D) was that spell I knew that (G) made me fall for you.
My pretty Cajun girl, sweat (C) rollin' down your breast.
I (D) know that you could see what your (G) spell had done to me. ( Chorus ) ( Break )  

( 3 )
(G) My pretty Cajun girl, there was (C) nothin' I could do.
That (D) spell that hit that day made it (G) hard to wanna play.
My pretty Cajun girl you came (C) from the Bayou.
So (D) take me back with you and (G) do that thing you do.
My pretty Cajun girl, when we (C) met that sunny day.
(D) Where it all begun was (G) with that Cajun sun. ( Chorus )

Copyright © 2003 James E. Burns

Br5-49 – Six Days On The Road Chords


SIX DAYS ON THE ROAD
written by Earl Green, Carl Montgomery
Performed by BR549 on Live Coast to Coast

(A)Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh rollin (E)down that Eastern seaboard(A)                                 
I got my diesel wound up and she's (E)arunning like never before(A)
There's (D)speed zone in heaven (E)allright
And I (A)don't see a cop in (D)sight
Six (A)days on the road & I'm (E)gonna make it home tonight

I got me ten forward gears & a George Overdrive
I'm takin' little white pills & my eyes are opened wide
I just passed a Jimmy in White
I been passing everything in sight
Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight

I.C.C. is a checkin on down the line
Well I'm a little overweight log books are way behind
But nothing bothers me tonight
I can dodge all the scales allright
Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight

Well it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye
I could have a lotta women but I'm not alike some other guys
I could find me one to hold me tight 
But I could never make believe it's allright
Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight

Well my rigs a little old but that don't mean she's slow
There's a flame from her stack & that smokes a blowin' black as coal
Well my home town's comming in sight
And if you think I'm happy you're right
Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight

Byrds – My Back Pages Chords

		     (Words and Music by Bob Dylan)
			 1964 Warner Bros. Inc
		    Renewed 1992 Special Rider Music

[This is The Byrds' arrangement.  Lyrics provided by Roger McGuinn in a
post from alt.music.byrds.  Comments in brackets by the cureent poster.]

Intro:  E Esus4 (repeat 4 times)


E       C#m         Abm
Crimson flames tied through my ears
        A        B      E
Rollin' high and mighty traps
E            C#m     Abm
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
      A          B
Using ideas as my maps
       C#m            Abm           
"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
A                   B
Proud 'neath heated brow.
        E             A     E
Ah, but I was so much older then,
     A      B         E  (intro riff twice)
I'm younger than that now.

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
"Rip down all hate," I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts [flanks] of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
bI'm younger than that now.

[The next two verses were left out by The Byrds]

Girls' faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
"Equality," I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

[The Byrds pick it up here]

In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led [Sisters fled] by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

[12-string guitar solo followed by the refrain]

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.


-- 
Len Moskowitz
moskowit@panix.com



Brandon Rhyder – Good Old Days Chords

Intro 
 G Bb C G 
 G Bb C Bb G   Repeat 2x 
 
 
 
Verse  
G               Bb              C      G 
Rollin into the pines, I'm not lookin behind 
G           Bb                  C     G 
I tore my rearview off my windshield 
G               Bb           C            G 
One foot on the gas, I ain't ever looking back 
G               Bb      C    G 
And it feels so fine to me 
 
       G               Bb             C     G 
Rollin down a blacktop, in my Chevrolet 
G               Bb 
Smokin' on a cigarette 
                    C       G 
Thinkin' 'bout the good old days 
G               Bb              C     G 
Rollin' down a blacktop, in my Chevrolet 
G                     Bb 
Suckin' on screw top wine, 
                   C        G 
Thinkin' bout the good old days.      
 
 
Verse  
G                 Bb         C     G 
This once was my home but I moved away 
G               Bb                  C      G 
headed down to Austin looking for a better way 
G                    Bb        C          G 
I don't know what it is but I keep comin' back 
G                   Bb    
headed north on a one way trian 
       C             G 
but I'm on the wrong track. 
 
 
Chorus 2x 
 
G Bb C G  
 
G Bb C Bb G

Clint Black – A Better Man Chords

Encoding: 43 TEXT


A Better Man --Clint Black

verse 1

E                         F#m
What do you say when it's over?
           A
Don't know if I should say anything at all
                             F#m
One day we're rollin' in the clover
A                               E
Next thing you know we take the fall

verse 2

Still I think about the years since I first met you
And the way it might have been w/out you here
I don't know if words from me can still upset you
         A                  B          E
But I've got to make this memory stand clear

Chorus
           A    E   F#m    B
I know I'm leav-in' here a better man
    A    E   F#m      B
For know-in' you this way
         A        E  F#m          B
Things I couldn't do before now I think I can
        A    E   B             E
And I'm leav-in' here a better man

verse 3

Guess I always knew I couldn't hold you
But I'd never be the one to set you free
Just like some old nursery rhyme your mama told you
You still believe in some old meant-to-be's

Chorus

Steve
steve.krall@daytonoh.attgis.com

Brian Kenneth – Something's Wrong With The Jukebox Chords

     A 
Well Friday night I hit the juke joint to unwind  
        A                                       E 
I had a week's worth troubles and drinkin on my mind  
    A                                   D 
And Jim Beam's whiskey cost $1.03 and I knew one coin was all I'd need  
          A                   E                A 
To get me rock and rollin and back on my feet again  
 
 
I cranked it up as loud as it would go  
Pushin numbers in for today's country gold  
What came out of them speakers sounded more to me like the Backstreet Boys had moved to Tennessee  
I leave the money on the table and walk out towards the door  
 
 
Pre-chorus: 
D                      A 
On my way out I got to thinkin  
           A                                   E 
We need to give this music back what it's been missing  
     A                                     D  
So I shined my boots and got my guitar and headed right back to that honky tonk bar  
     A   
Came through that swinging door and said listen to me  

                     A  
Rosin up that fiddle, pass the mic to me  
            A                  E 
We're gonna honky tonk like 1953  
                A           D                     A 
So tune up that steel guitar we're gonna play all night  
A                                   E   
Something's Wrong with the Jukebox, we're gonna make it right       
 
 
Well I called my girl, I told her what was going down  
Said honey get some money, we're going into town  
Spent my whole damn paycheck on winged tip boots,?? Stetson and nudie suits  
Tonight I'm gonna make ol Hank and Patsy proud  
 
Chorus  
 
Well juke joint jumpin till to the the morning light  
And that cherokee fiddle had em feeling oh so right  
There was bootslapping up and down the hardwood floor everyone in the house was yellin more, more, more  
And you could hear that joint rockin for a country mile 

Chris Cagle – Got My Country On Chords

Intro: (D)   (D Cadd9)    (F G)    (F F G F) X2

D (once)
I worked all week to make me some money
                                                       Intro
Bring it back to mama bet shed give me some honey, yeah
D (once)
Cashed my check got a pocket of dollars
                                            Intro
Loosenin the buttons on my blue-collar, yeah.
F                                      G
Uh, this is what I do, this is where I stand
This is who I am

Chorus:
          D                  Cadd9
Livin the song of a ramblin man
          G                    F
Gettin it done with my own two hands
            D                 Cadd9
Puttin some green in a coffee can
            G             F
For when Im gone, when Im gone
           D                Cadd9
Trickin my truck like a Cadillac
           G               F
Crankin it up in my cowboy hat
            D                    Cadd9
Rollin and bumpin to the man in black
            G
And singin along, I got my country on

Intro X1

D (once)
Rollin it home five oclock on a Friday
                                                             Intro
Gonna spend the next couple days doin it my way, yeah, oh yeah
D (once)
Call up a few friends, build a fire in the backyard
                                                                   Intro
Gonna do some chillin, chicken grillin and guitars, yeah, yeah, yeah
F                                          G
Oh, this is all Ive know, this is where Im from,
This is what I love

Chorus:
          D                 Cadd9
Livin the song of a ramblin man
          G                    F
Gettin it done with my own two hands
            D                 Cadd9
Puttin some green in a coffee can
            G              F
For when Im gone, when Im gone
           D                Cadd9
Trickin my truck like a Cadillac
           G               F
Crankin it up in my cowboy hat
            D                   Cadd9
Rollin and bumpin to the man in black
            G
And singin along, I got my country on


Solo

D (once)
I got a good piece of ground that my granddaddy gave me
                                                                
Down the road from the church where the good Lord saves me, yeah

Chorus:
          D                 Cadd9
Livin the song of a ramblin man
          G                    F
Gettin it done with my own two hands
            D                 Cadd9
Puttin some green in a coffee can
            G             F
For when Im gone, when Im gone
           D                Cadd9
Trickin my truck like a Cadillac
           G               F
Crankin it up in my cowboy hat
            D                   Cadd9
Rollin and bumpin to the man in black
            G                        Intro
And singin along, I got my country on
                   Intro
I got my country on
                   Intro
I got my country on, yeah, woo
                   Intro
I got my country on

Yes I do, woo

Lee Brice – Life Off My Years Chords

(Capo on 3)

Intro.:  (D) x times

Some's born to take life safe and (G)easy, I was born to live life on a dare (D)
I never worried about the (G)fall, y'all, just how high I got in the air (D)
Flippin' dirt bikes and rollin' (G)daddy's truck, the highs kept me smiling through the tears (D)
I'll take years off my (G)life (A) before I'll take life off my (D) years

(Chorus)
There are those who take it slow and (G)steady, I aim to keep it between the lines (D/F#)
Line up their ducks before they're (Em)ready, I'll have no regrets when it comes my (A) time
Life's never dealt me any (G)aces, but I'm all in double-down no (D/F#) fear
I'll take years off my (G) life, (A) before I take life off of my (D) years

Town water towers and county (G)quarries, no trespassing meant come on (D) in
Skydiving drunk, now there's his (G)story, and giving that farmer's bull a spin (D)
I ain't a fan of going slow around (G)corners, stomp on the gas and grab another gear (D)
Yeah, I'll take years off my (G)life (A) before I'll take life off my (D) years

(Chorus)
I love the view up on this (G)high wire, oh, without a net down (D/F#) below
While most are running from the (Em)wildfires, I can't wait to get to (A) close
What's the use of life if you don't (G)live it? You sip your water I'll drink my (D) beer?
Yeah, I'll take years off my (G)life (A) before I'll take life off of my (D) years.

(Tag)
I'll take a couple years off of my (G)life, (A) before I take life off of my (D) years

Outro.:  (D) x times

Chris Cagle – Hey Ya'll Chords

Hey Ya'll
Anywhere But Here
Chris Cagle


Intro:

B   A   E

A  E  A  E

B   A   E

A  E  D  C# 

B   A   E

A  E  A  E

B   A   E


Verse 1:

B/F#           A             E
I pulled up to a cattle guard
                            A   E
Got out, opened up the gate
B              A                   E                     
I drove down the long dirt road to the banks 
          A  E  A  E      
of an old two acre lake
B                   A
We had bonfires and barbed wire
E                           A    E
Fresh caught catfish in the deep fryer
B               A                      E
I jumped out my truck and I said "It's on"
A  E  D  C#
And everybody sang


Chorus:

B   A
Hey ya'll
E                          A    E
Break out the beer, turn the Skynyrd on
B   A
Hey ya'll
E
How ya doin?
A  E  D  C#
Whatcha doin?
B   A
Hey ya'll
E                              A   E
We ain't leavin til' they call the law
B   A
Hey ya'll
E
Hey ya'll
Hey ya'll come on


Instrumental break:

B   A   E

A  E  A  E


Verse 2:

B/F#          A             E
A cloud of dust came rollin' in
                                A      E
Blue lights flashin' there were ten of them
B                  A
Sheriff Harper and all of his boys
     E                           A  E  A  E
Said all they had to do was just follow the noise
B                      A             E
He dropped his gun and then his star
                              A       E
Reached in his cruiser pulled out his guitar
B                       A
Said officer "what have we done wrong?"
E                             A  E  D  C#
He just smiled at me and said "nothing at all"


Chorus


Bridge:

F#
See that girl over there lookin' fine
Well I bet you by morning I can make her mine


Solo chords:

B   A   E

A  E  A  E

B   A   E


Chorus

Catherine Britt – I'm Gone Chords

Capo II

G
Heard your key hit the lock, honey it was three o'clock you came crawlin' in
Saw you slip your boots off, tryin' not to get caught comin' home late again
           C
While you thought that I was sleepin', I was layin' there thinkin'
          G
'bout the way you been doin' me wrong
                         D         G
So goodbye, farewell, so long, i'm gone...

     C                                                   
I'm gone, like a south bound freight train,
                    G
Semi on a four lane rollin' down a one way track
    A7                                  
I'm gone, see ya later alligator,
     D
Baby I ain't never comin' back
G                      
I'll be a long way from here and you'll be cryin' in your beer
                          C
like an old Hank Williams song
     G                   D         G
So goodbye, farewell, so long, i'm gone...

G
I'm tired of your white lies, stupid little alibis, should've known all along.
All my friends warned me, told me what you used to be, baby now i'm catchin' on.
       C 
Well I wrote this little ditty just for you and it ain't pretty
    G
and you can't sing along
     G                   D         G
So goodbye, farewell, so long, i'm gone...

Repeat chorus

Instrumental - C G A7 D (first half of chorus)

G                     
I'll be a long way from here and you'll be cryin' in your beer
                          C
like an old Hank Williams song
     G                   D         G
So goodbye, farewell, so long, i'm gone
     G                   D         G
So goodbye, farewell, so long, i'm gone
Goodbye...

Canadian Ragweed Cross – Cold Hearted Woman Chords

Drop D tuning


I---------------------------------------0--I	
I---------------------------------------3--I
I---------------------------------------2--I
I------0--0--0--3-0---0-0-3/5-5-0-5\3-3-0--I
I--0h3-----3--------3---0-3/5-5-0-5\3-3-0--I
I-----0-----0--0---0----0-3/5-5-0-5\3-3-0--I

I----------------------------------------------0--I
I----------------------------------------------3--I
I----------------------------------------------2--I
I------0--0--0-3/5-3-2-0-------0-3/5-5-0-5\3-3-0--I
I--0h3-----3--0----------3-2-0-0-3/5-5-0-5\3-3-0--I
I-----0-----0------------------0-3/5-5-0-5\3-3-0--I


D
shes got a smile
  G   F         D
a million miles long
      
I got a trail
   G         F            D
of cryin and leave ya songs
         G       F         D
you dont know and you dont care
     G           F       D
your completely unaware
    G
sometimes I wanna to rip your heart out
                     A
to see if somethin's there


Chorus
                   D
cold hearted woman
     G           F              D
your bringing me down in flames

runnin' around all over town
A                    D
runnin' down my name
                             G
gonna get me a loaded pistol
         F        D 
hey, was that out loud

cold hearted woman 
         A                   D  
Im gonna put you in the ground


when the mornin' comes rollin'
I can do no wrong
when the river stops flowin'
she's burnin up the telephone

by the time that I find you
my money's all down the drain
burn it up on cheap motels
and eight balls of cocain

Chorus


D
cold hearted woman
         G           F             D
hey what goes around comes around

Garth Brooks – Make You Feel My Love Chords

Voicings: (D)xx0232, (A/C#)x42225, (D7/C)x3x232, (G/B)x20003, (Gm)655333, (D/A)x00232, (Bm7)x20232, (Em7)020000, (Asus)x02230, (A)x02220, (G)320003,
(F#)244322, (G)355433, (D/F#)200232

*Verse harmony (I) (V6) (V7/IV) (IV6) (iv6) (I64) (vi7) (ii7) (V)*

Intro (D) (A/C#) (D7/C) (G/B) (Gm) (D/A) (Em7) (A)

(D) When the rain is blowing (A/C#) in your face, (D7/C) And the whole world is (G/B) on your case, (Gm) I would offer you a (D/A) warm embrace (Bm7),
(Em7) To make you feel my (A) love

(D) When evenin' shadows and the (A/C#) stars appear, (D7/C) and there is no one there to (G/B) dry your tears, (Gm) I could hold you for a (D/A) million
years (Bm7), (Em7) to make you (A) feel my (D) love

(G) I know you haven't made your (D) mind up yet (F#) but I would (G) never do you (D) wrong (G) I've known it from the moment (D) that we met (Em7) No
doubt in my mind where you (Asus) belong (A)

(D) I'd go hungry, I'd go (A/C#) black and blue (D7/C) I'd go crawlin' down the (G/B) avenue, (Gm) There ain't nothing that I (D/A) wouldn't do (Bm7),
(Em7) to make you (A) feel my (D) love

(A/C#) (D7/C) (G/B) (Gm) (D/A) (Bm7) (Em7) (A) (D)

(G) Storms are raging on a (D) rollin sea, (F#) And down the (G) highway of (D) regret, (G) The winds of change are blowin (D/F#) wild and free, (Em7)
But you ain't see nothin' like (Asus) me yet (A) (D) (A)

(D) There ain't nothin' that I (A/C#) wouldn't do, (D7/C) go to the ends of the (G/B) earth for you, (Gm) Make you happy, make your (D/A) dreams come
true (Bm7), (Em7) to make you (Asus) feel my love

(D) (A/C#) (D7/C) (G/B) (Gm) (D/A) (Bm7) (Em7) (A) (D)

Canadian Ragweed Cross – Fighting For Chords

Capo on 2 to match key on the album.

C C C

[Verse 1]
          G             C                 G          C
Well it's late, and you know I've been up drinkin,
G             C                  G              C
Talkin to myself up and down the hall.
          G               C           G      C
Ain't it great, another fabulous disaster.
             G       C                      G
Well I can't wait, for the next hammer to fall.

[Ref]
C                            D
You may have won this battle baby,
G                                 Em
But it don't mean I won't win the war.
C                       D                              G
And you, you don't even know what it is that you're fightin for.

[Verse 2]
Well it's early, I know you've been up waitin,
Waitin for me to finally call.
Talkin dirty, it ain't what you really wanted,
So slam another phone up against the wall.

[Ref]
C                            D
You may have won this battle baby,
G                                 Em
But it don't mean I won't win the war.
C                       D                              G
And you, you don't even know what it is that you're fightin for.

[Bridge]
Em                              G
Well think about me when you're out there honey,
Em                        G
You know sometimes that I will.
Em                        G                     D
Sometimes I feel like a broken stone rollin down your hill.

[Ref]
C                            D
You may have won this battle baby,
G                                 Em
But it don't mean I won't win the war.
C                       D                              G
And you, you don't even know what it is that you're fightin for.

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Eric M. '06 
Boulder, Colorado
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Garth Brooks – Rollin Chords



Rollin' by Garth Brooks
This song is on the Fresh Horses CD. This song is great with just guitar,
played fast and a lot of hammer ons if you can on A and D. 
Transcribed by Travis Braden

Verse 1
E
She was born to a mother trucker raised behind the wheel
C
She could blame it on the highway
A
For the way she can't sit still
E
She said life is like the windshield
A
It aint no rearview mirror 
C
The only way to get where your goin'
B7
Is to find that higher gear
B7
And keep it

CHORUS 
              A     E 
 Rollin'
 A                               E
 Lifes gonna roll me over if I didn't get goin' 
 A                                       E
 She said I wanna feel the earth move under me
 A                                E 
 Movin' with the motion of the melody
 A                   C                       B7 
 Oh I get the blues when the rhythm aint got no soul
 B7
 Ya gotta keep it
 A      E
 Rollin'
Break - E C A E C A
Verse 2 (same as verse 1)

Well I knew that I was in trouble 
When she told me that talk was cheap
Said if your tired get on the sofa
Cause the beds no place to sleep
Then she reached down and she kissed me
Lord knocked me to my knees
And I knew if I was gonna get naked
I was gonna have to roll up my sleeves
And keep it

 Rollin'
 Love was gonna run me over if I didn't get goin'
 She said I wanna feel the earth move under me
 Movin' with the motion of the melody
 Boy I get the blues if the rhythm aint got no soul
 Ya gotta keep it 
 Rollin
Verse 3
So I talked her into getting married
But she wouldn't hang up her wheels
I'm afraid I'll take the backseat
To the way the highway feels
But each day she's pullin' over 
Mornin' she is too
She knows love is like the highway
The main thing you gotta do
Is keep it

Chorus

Carll Hayes – Little Rock Chords

Capo III (all chords relative) 
 
Intro: A 
 
Verse 1: 
A  
Wake up in the morning long and lean 
A  
Stoppin' at the corner cigarettes and gasoline 
D 
Pullin' down Main Street shiftin' through gears 
A 
Rollin' up that highway they been working on for years 
E              E7 E 
One eye on the sunrise, one eye on the clock 
D7                                              A 
Come tomorrow morning I'm gonna make it back to Little Rock 
 
I searched through L.A. County the valleys and the stars 
Del Rio to the bayou all them honky-tonks and bars 
I felt you in Seattle driving through the rain 
Dan through New York City just a callin' out your name 
After all these years of searchin' I finally found my spot 
One way or another, Lord, I'm gonna make it down to Little Rock 
 
       D   
All my life I tried to find 
  A 
A piece of this Earth for my peace of mind 
D 
All these years of searchin' let my troubles disappear 
E 
Maybe find a place where we can sit and drink a beer      
 
Half a pack and seven hours put up on the shelf 
Singing to the radio and talkin' to myself 
Screamin' through the forest magic on my soul 
Ninety miles an hour on the cruise control 
Blowin' by the truckers, the grandmas and the cops 
"What's your hurry son?" well it's just that I'm on my way to Little Rock 
 
Baby get ready trouble's on its way 
Only thinkin' 'bout you every night and every day 
Tell all your other lovers forget about the past 
Ain't even gonna worry 'cus this time it's gonna last 
I'm comin' round the corner, ain't even gonna knock 
Hey pretty baby, here comes your daddy down to Little Rock 
 
Outro: A        E     D     A 
 
Spoken over outro: 
(Yeah, Little Rock!  I'm goin' to Little Rock 
I may be the only one, but I'm goin' 
I ain't sleepin' on the couch.)