Chord Gitar Chris Eldridge - Let Him Go On Mama Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar C#)

[Verse 1]
F#                                              C#
Well he likes black coffee, fried eggs and a well done T-bone steak
C#                                                        B                       F#
He likes a red dress and pearly white teeth and the flash of her pretty brown legs
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He said back in the '30s, you know you never had it made
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He worked as an engineer on the Ohio river, working for the Pittsburgh trade
 
 
[Verse 2]
F#                                               C#
At the inspection office in Louisville he had a desk for a very short time
C#                                                 B                        F#
And he played in a band on two different boats working for the Strackfus line
     B                                 F#
And long ago he smoked reefer and he even made home brew
        G#7                                   C#
And the reefer come in through New Orleans back before World War II
 
 
[Chorus]
 F#                                          C#
He's just a feller worked on the river, All his life by a paddle wheel
C#                                      B               F#
You say he's old fashioned, Well that ain't no big deal
     B                                   F#
Well it's too thick to navigate, And it's too thin to plow
    F#              C#                  F#         C#            F#
So let him go on mama and don't put him down for it now
 
 
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[Verse 3]
 F#                                             C#
Well he smokes an old I-bolt cigar, Says he doesn't miss it at all
C#                                                       B                     F#
But he still goes out and he makes a few trips in the summer and in the fall
        B                                          F#
Oh, the railroad trains, the bus and planes are picking up the slack
     G#7                                C#
He's watching all those river towns slowly turn their backs
 
 
[Chorus]
 F#                                          C#
He's just a feller worked on the river, All his life by a paddle wheel
C#                                      B               F#
You say he's old fashioned, Well that ain't no big deal
     B                                   F#
Well it's too thick to navigate, And it's too thin to plow
    F#              C#                  F#         C#            F#
So let him go on mama and don't put him down for it now
 
 
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[Verse 4]
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Well he comes from a real old-time way of life, He had to fight to just learn how
C#                                                    B                    F#
And he might even have voted for Nixon once but I'm sure he sees that now
      B                                      F#
Well Friday night he makes the best damn Gumbo you'd ever want to eat
      G#7                                         C#
And Saturday morning 'fore everyone's up, he's gone off down to the fleet
 
 
[Chorus]
 F#                                          C#
He's just a feller worked on the river, All his life by a paddle wheel
C#                                      B               F#
You say he's old fashioned, Well that ain't no big deal
     B                                   F#
Well it's too thick to navigate, And it's too thin to plow
    F#              C#                  F#         C#            F#
So let him go on mama and don't put him down for it now
 
 
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[Verse 5]
F#                                             C#
You're as pretty as he is ugly and he's the happiest man alive
C#                                       B                   F#
Somehow you got him thinking that old men are back in style
      B                                          F#
Now you see these Oysters Bienville and this baked potato skin
     G#7                                 C#
I eat 'em so I can grow up an' be, an old man just like him
 
 
[Chorus]
 F#                                          C#
He's just a feller worked on the river, All his life by a paddle wheel
C#                                      B               F#
You say he's old fashioned, Well that ain't no big deal
     B                                   F#
Well it's too thick to navigate, And it's too thin to plow
    F#              C#                  F#         C#            F#
So let him go on mama and don't put him down for it now
 
 
[Outro]
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