Chords for Bob Schneider Live - Queen UK (Solo Acoustic)
Tempo:
101.125 bpm
Chords used:
F
Am
Dm
Bb
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Am]
[D] [Dm] [Bb]
[F] [Am]
[Dm] [Gm] [F] Me and my best friend Jim started our [Am] own band when [Dm] I was 15 living [Bb] in Deutschland.
It [F] didn't matter that we could hardly play.
Came [Dm] up with this fucked up [Bb] name called the band Queen UK.
I played the [F] guitar, he [Am] played drums.
[Dm] Our parents told us [Bb] we'd be bums.
But [F] every day we'd go over to [Am] his parents' house.
And in the [Dm] basement we'd play [Bb] as hard and loud [F] as we could get it.
It drove [Am] his mom mad, but it never seemed [Dm] to.
[Bb] Face his drunk dad, [F] and we wrote five or six songs [Am] or so.
[Dm] We played them at the high school [Bb] talent show.
[Bb] We [F] blew the shit up, the girls [Am] went crazy.
We looked [Dm] so cool, they [Bb] called us baby.
[Dm]
But after that [F] man, you know [Am] we had it made.
[Dm] The sky was the limit, the normal [Bb] life was laid array.
[F] Yeah, [Am] yeah, yeah, [Dm] yeah.
[Bb] Well I [F] moved to Austin, he moved to [Am] LA after living in Seattle.
And [D] I joined a funk [Dm] band and he got on into [Bb] heavy metal.
It was [F] a wild time, did a lot of [Am] blotter.
It's like some [Dm] fucked up episode [Bb] of Welcome Back Carter.
I went [F] out to LA to [Am] visit him.
But he was [Dm] fucked up playing in some [Bb] shitty band, [F] snorting heroin.
Got a [Am] ton of tattoos, we [Dm] smoked sweet [Bb] kind, drank a ton of booze.
[F] We joked around, [Am] we'd always say, [Dm] man we've come so [Bb] far since the good old days.
[F] Hey, hey, [Am] hey, hey, [Dm] hey.
[Bb] And it was [F] a blur, but, well I don't [Am] remember much.
I was just glad to get [Dm] the fuck out, I never liked [Bb] LA too much.
Austin was [F] more laid back, more like [Am] my kind of town.
[Dm] Keep kicking it, [Bb] not so tightly wound.
My bands [F] kept breaking up like [Am] they always do.
But I kept getting by, [Bb] pulling through.
I got a [F] phone call from Jim one night [Am] in 98.
He [Dm] didn't sound so good, he [D] said, man I [Bb] need a break.
I [F] cannot come to stay for [Am] a week or so.
[D] I said, that'd be cool [Dm] man, [Bb] no problem bro.
[F] I never spoke to him [Am] again after that.
[Dm] I got a call from this guy in Jim's [Bb] band after math.
He [F] said that Jim had died sometime last [Am] week or so in his [Dm] apartment.
Some kind of [Bb] fucking overdose and the [F] police couldn't find his folks.
Maybe [Am] did I know how to get a hold [Dm] of him?
And I said I [Bb] didn't, so they called his [F] parents up.
And it was shitty, [Am] but I went to the funeral.
[Bb] All fucked up, because I felt [F] responsible.
In some [Am] weird old way, [Dm] there was nothing I could do, [Bb] really.
Nothing I could [F] say, hey, [Am] hey, hey, hey.
[Dm]
[Gm] [F] That's the way it goes, [Am] fate is king.
You [Dm] can't tell the world how to [Bb] do its thing.
[F] Just hold on tight, [Am] let it take you for a ride.
And [Dm] maybe you might make it to the other [C] side.
[F] But in the end I guess, it doesn't [Am] matter.
So I guess [Dm] I'll tell you [Bb] everything I know [F] now.
[D]
[D] [Dm] [Bb]
[F] [Am]
[Dm] [Gm] [F] Me and my best friend Jim started our [Am] own band when [Dm] I was 15 living [Bb] in Deutschland.
It [F] didn't matter that we could hardly play.
Came [Dm] up with this fucked up [Bb] name called the band Queen UK.
I played the [F] guitar, he [Am] played drums.
[Dm] Our parents told us [Bb] we'd be bums.
But [F] every day we'd go over to [Am] his parents' house.
And in the [Dm] basement we'd play [Bb] as hard and loud [F] as we could get it.
It drove [Am] his mom mad, but it never seemed [Dm] to.
[Bb] Face his drunk dad, [F] and we wrote five or six songs [Am] or so.
[Dm] We played them at the high school [Bb] talent show.
[Bb] We [F] blew the shit up, the girls [Am] went crazy.
We looked [Dm] so cool, they [Bb] called us baby.
[Dm]
But after that [F] man, you know [Am] we had it made.
[Dm] The sky was the limit, the normal [Bb] life was laid array.
[F] Yeah, [Am] yeah, yeah, [Dm] yeah.
[Bb] Well I [F] moved to Austin, he moved to [Am] LA after living in Seattle.
And [D] I joined a funk [Dm] band and he got on into [Bb] heavy metal.
It was [F] a wild time, did a lot of [Am] blotter.
It's like some [Dm] fucked up episode [Bb] of Welcome Back Carter.
I went [F] out to LA to [Am] visit him.
But he was [Dm] fucked up playing in some [Bb] shitty band, [F] snorting heroin.
Got a [Am] ton of tattoos, we [Dm] smoked sweet [Bb] kind, drank a ton of booze.
[F] We joked around, [Am] we'd always say, [Dm] man we've come so [Bb] far since the good old days.
[F] Hey, hey, [Am] hey, hey, [Dm] hey.
[Bb] And it was [F] a blur, but, well I don't [Am] remember much.
I was just glad to get [Dm] the fuck out, I never liked [Bb] LA too much.
Austin was [F] more laid back, more like [Am] my kind of town.
[Dm] Keep kicking it, [Bb] not so tightly wound.
My bands [F] kept breaking up like [Am] they always do.
But I kept getting by, [Bb] pulling through.
I got a [F] phone call from Jim one night [Am] in 98.
He [Dm] didn't sound so good, he [D] said, man I [Bb] need a break.
I [F] cannot come to stay for [Am] a week or so.
[D] I said, that'd be cool [Dm] man, [Bb] no problem bro.
[F] I never spoke to him [Am] again after that.
[Dm] I got a call from this guy in Jim's [Bb] band after math.
He [F] said that Jim had died sometime last [Am] week or so in his [Dm] apartment.
Some kind of [Bb] fucking overdose and the [F] police couldn't find his folks.
Maybe [Am] did I know how to get a hold [Dm] of him?
And I said I [Bb] didn't, so they called his [F] parents up.
And it was shitty, [Am] but I went to the funeral.
[Bb] All fucked up, because I felt [F] responsible.
In some [Am] weird old way, [Dm] there was nothing I could do, [Bb] really.
Nothing I could [F] say, hey, [Am] hey, hey, hey.
[Dm]
[Gm] [F] That's the way it goes, [Am] fate is king.
You [Dm] can't tell the world how to [Bb] do its thing.
[F] Just hold on tight, [Am] let it take you for a ride.
And [Dm] maybe you might make it to the other [C] side.
[F] But in the end I guess, it doesn't [Am] matter.
So I guess [Dm] I'll tell you [Bb] everything I know [F] now.
[D]
Key:
F
Am
Dm
Bb
D
F
Am
Dm
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F] Me and my best friend Jim started our [Am] own band when [Dm] I was 15 living [Bb] in Deutschland.
_ It [F] didn't matter that we could hardly play.
Came [Dm] up with this fucked up [Bb] name called the band Queen UK.
I played the [F] guitar, he [Am] played drums.
[Dm] Our parents told us [Bb] we'd be bums.
But [F] every day we'd go over to [Am] his parents' house.
And in the [Dm] basement we'd play [Bb] as hard and loud [F] as we could get it.
It drove [Am] his mom mad, but it never seemed [Dm] to.
[Bb] Face his drunk dad, [F] and we wrote five or six songs [Am] or so.
[Dm] We played them at the high school [Bb] talent show.
[Bb] We [F] blew the shit up, the girls [Am] went crazy.
We looked [Dm] so cool, they [Bb] called us baby.
[Dm]
But after that [F] man, you know [Am] we had it made.
[Dm] The sky was the limit, the normal [Bb] life was laid array. _
[F] _ _ Yeah, [Am] yeah, _ yeah, [Dm] yeah.
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ Well I [F] moved to Austin, he moved to [Am] LA after living in Seattle.
And [D] I joined a funk [Dm] band and he got on into [Bb] heavy metal.
It was [F] a wild time, did a lot of [Am] blotter.
It's like some [Dm] fucked up episode [Bb] of Welcome Back Carter.
I went [F] out to _ LA to [Am] visit him.
But he was [Dm] fucked up playing in some [Bb] shitty band, [F] snorting heroin.
Got a [Am] ton of tattoos, we [Dm] smoked _ sweet [Bb] kind, drank a ton of booze.
[F] We joked around, [Am] we'd always say, [Dm] man we've come so [Bb] far since the good old days.
[F] Hey, hey, [Am] hey, hey, [Dm] hey. _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ And it was [F] a blur, but, well I don't [Am] remember much.
I was just glad to get [Dm] the fuck out, I never liked [Bb] LA too much.
Austin was [F] more laid back, more like [Am] my kind of town.
[Dm] Keep _ kicking it, [Bb] not so tightly wound.
My bands [F] kept breaking up like [Am] they always do.
But I kept getting by, [Bb] pulling through.
I got a [F] phone call from Jim one night [Am] in 98.
He [Dm] didn't sound so good, he [D] said, man I [Bb] need a break.
I [F] cannot come to stay for [Am] a week or so.
[D] I said, that'd be cool [Dm] man, [Bb] no problem bro.
[F] I never spoke to him _ [Am] again after that.
[Dm] I got a call from this guy in Jim's [Bb] band after math.
He [F] said that Jim had died sometime last [Am] week or so in his [Dm] apartment.
Some kind of [Bb] fucking overdose and the [F] police couldn't find his folks.
Maybe [Am] did I know how to get a hold [Dm] of him?
And I said I [Bb] didn't, so they called his [F] parents up.
And it was shitty, [Am] but I went to the funeral. _
[Bb] All fucked up, because I felt [F] responsible.
In some [Am] weird old way, [Dm] there was nothing I could do, [Bb] really.
Nothing I could [F] say, hey, [Am] hey, hey, hey.
[Dm] _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ [F] That's the way it goes, [Am] fate is king.
You [Dm] can't tell the world how to [Bb] do its thing.
_ [F] Just hold on tight, [Am] let it take you for a ride.
And [Dm] maybe you might make it to the other [C] side.
[F] But in the end I guess, it doesn't [Am] matter.
_ So I guess [Dm] I'll tell you [Bb] everything I know [F] now. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F] Me and my best friend Jim started our [Am] own band when [Dm] I was 15 living [Bb] in Deutschland.
_ It [F] didn't matter that we could hardly play.
Came [Dm] up with this fucked up [Bb] name called the band Queen UK.
I played the [F] guitar, he [Am] played drums.
[Dm] Our parents told us [Bb] we'd be bums.
But [F] every day we'd go over to [Am] his parents' house.
And in the [Dm] basement we'd play [Bb] as hard and loud [F] as we could get it.
It drove [Am] his mom mad, but it never seemed [Dm] to.
[Bb] Face his drunk dad, [F] and we wrote five or six songs [Am] or so.
[Dm] We played them at the high school [Bb] talent show.
[Bb] We [F] blew the shit up, the girls [Am] went crazy.
We looked [Dm] so cool, they [Bb] called us baby.
[Dm]
But after that [F] man, you know [Am] we had it made.
[Dm] The sky was the limit, the normal [Bb] life was laid array. _
[F] _ _ Yeah, [Am] yeah, _ yeah, [Dm] yeah.
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ Well I [F] moved to Austin, he moved to [Am] LA after living in Seattle.
And [D] I joined a funk [Dm] band and he got on into [Bb] heavy metal.
It was [F] a wild time, did a lot of [Am] blotter.
It's like some [Dm] fucked up episode [Bb] of Welcome Back Carter.
I went [F] out to _ LA to [Am] visit him.
But he was [Dm] fucked up playing in some [Bb] shitty band, [F] snorting heroin.
Got a [Am] ton of tattoos, we [Dm] smoked _ sweet [Bb] kind, drank a ton of booze.
[F] We joked around, [Am] we'd always say, [Dm] man we've come so [Bb] far since the good old days.
[F] Hey, hey, [Am] hey, hey, [Dm] hey. _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ And it was [F] a blur, but, well I don't [Am] remember much.
I was just glad to get [Dm] the fuck out, I never liked [Bb] LA too much.
Austin was [F] more laid back, more like [Am] my kind of town.
[Dm] Keep _ kicking it, [Bb] not so tightly wound.
My bands [F] kept breaking up like [Am] they always do.
But I kept getting by, [Bb] pulling through.
I got a [F] phone call from Jim one night [Am] in 98.
He [Dm] didn't sound so good, he [D] said, man I [Bb] need a break.
I [F] cannot come to stay for [Am] a week or so.
[D] I said, that'd be cool [Dm] man, [Bb] no problem bro.
[F] I never spoke to him _ [Am] again after that.
[Dm] I got a call from this guy in Jim's [Bb] band after math.
He [F] said that Jim had died sometime last [Am] week or so in his [Dm] apartment.
Some kind of [Bb] fucking overdose and the [F] police couldn't find his folks.
Maybe [Am] did I know how to get a hold [Dm] of him?
And I said I [Bb] didn't, so they called his [F] parents up.
And it was shitty, [Am] but I went to the funeral. _
[Bb] All fucked up, because I felt [F] responsible.
In some [Am] weird old way, [Dm] there was nothing I could do, [Bb] really.
Nothing I could [F] say, hey, [Am] hey, hey, hey.
[Dm] _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ [F] That's the way it goes, [Am] fate is king.
You [Dm] can't tell the world how to [Bb] do its thing.
_ [F] Just hold on tight, [Am] let it take you for a ride.
And [Dm] maybe you might make it to the other [C] side.
[F] But in the end I guess, it doesn't [Am] matter.
_ So I guess [Dm] I'll tell you [Bb] everything I know [F] now. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _