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

Intro

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