Chord Gitar Desmond Dekker - Pickney Gal Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar C#)

Intro

B       \ 4x
E     F# /
 
 
[Verse 1]
B                       E          F#
I put my money into a condense can
B                       E          F#
You steal it 'way, give it to your TV man
B           E     F#           B
Come here, pickney gal, come here
           E                      F#
Where you think you're running to?
           B                 E     F#           B          E    F#
I said to come here, girl, pickney gal, come here
 
 
[Verse 2]
B                  E       F#
How could you say that I'm not real?
B                          E           B
 Look 'pon your face, it favor turn cornmeal
B           E     F#           B
Come here, pickney gal, come here
           E                      F#
Where you think you're running to?
           B                       E     F#           B          E    F#
I said to come, come, come here, pickney gal, come here
 
 
[Verse 3]
B                        E           F#
How could you say, I'm not speaking the truth?
B                         E             F#
 Look 'pon your gut, it favor spoilt jack fruit
B           E     F#           B
Come here, pickney gal, come here
           E                      F#
Where you think you're running to?
           B                       E          F#           B          E    F#
I said, "Come, come, come here, girl, pickney gal, come here"
 
 
[Interlude]
B       \ 5x
E     F# /
 
[Verse 4]
B                  E       F#
How could you say that I'm not real?
B                          E           B
 Look 'pon your face, it favor turn cornmeal
B           E     F#           B
Come here, pickney gal, come here
           E                      F#
Where you think you're running to?
           B                       E          F#           B          E    F#
I said, "Come, come, come here, babe, pickney gal, come here"
 
[Verse 5]
B                        E           F#
How could you say, I'm not speaking the truth?
B                         E             F#
 Look 'pon your gut, it favor spoilt jack fruit
B           E     F#           B
Come here, pickney gal, come here
           E                      F#
Where you think you're running to?
                B                        E          F#           B          E    F#
Look, I said, "Come, come, come, come here, pickney gal, come here"