Chords for Brock Zeman with Blair Hogan - "Triple Crown"
Tempo:
76.8 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
A
C#m
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em] This song is about a bar in San Marcos called the Triple [E] Crown.
[E] It's closed now but it had something like 11 years of two bands a night every single night.
We were lucky enough to play there a bunch of times.
[B] [E]
[B] [A] He's got hair to [E] his elbows, he's got snake skin boots, a rebel flag t-shirt and a jailhouse [B] tattoo.
And he's sucking on [E] a camel, blowing smoke rings around the moon.
Yeah he's way south of trendy but man he's [B] Texas cool.
And he's talking [E] to some lady, track marks from her arms.
And he smiles like a salesman as he lays on the [B] charm.
But she ain't [E] really listening and she just smiles from time to time.
The dope in her purse is the only thing on her [B] mind.
You know [A] that the Triple [E] Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here yeah.
Even on [B] Christmas when the smoke's [E] starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So anything [B] goes at [A] the Triple [E] Crown.
[B] The [E] guitar player's got a stetson, a smoke dangling from his lips.
Man he looks just as greasy as Blair Hogan's [B] guitar licks.
The prettiest girl [E] in the whole bar asked me what my name was.
But the band was so goddamn loud that I never [B] caught hers.
[F#] But I got her hair [E] in my mouth from screaming in her ear.
And it smelled just like cigarettes and her breath [B] smelled like beer.
Well in my [E] mind we got married.
I moved to Austin that fall.
And she learned every word to every one of [B] my songs.
[E] Oh that the Triple Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here [C#m] yeah.
Even on [B] Christmas when the [E] smoke's starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So [B] anything goes at the Triple [E] Crown.
[B] [E]
[B] So buddy pick your poison.
It ain't free [E] but it's close.
And there's beans and there's brisket out on the patio.
[B] So tear the [E] hands off that clock or shoot it right off the wall.
It's been happy hours since I got here how the hell are we getting [B] home?
And throw a dollar [E] in the tip jar to buy the band a beer.
I'm going looking for that Austin girl with the pretty [B] red hair.
[E] At the Triple Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here yeah.
Even [B] on Christmas when the smoke's [E] starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So anything [B] goes at [E] the Triple Crown.
[B] At the Triple [E] Crown. Thank you.
[C#m] [B]
[G] [D#]
[A#] [B] [G]
[E] It's closed now but it had something like 11 years of two bands a night every single night.
We were lucky enough to play there a bunch of times.
[B] [E]
[B] [A] He's got hair to [E] his elbows, he's got snake skin boots, a rebel flag t-shirt and a jailhouse [B] tattoo.
And he's sucking on [E] a camel, blowing smoke rings around the moon.
Yeah he's way south of trendy but man he's [B] Texas cool.
And he's talking [E] to some lady, track marks from her arms.
And he smiles like a salesman as he lays on the [B] charm.
But she ain't [E] really listening and she just smiles from time to time.
The dope in her purse is the only thing on her [B] mind.
You know [A] that the Triple [E] Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here yeah.
Even on [B] Christmas when the smoke's [E] starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So anything [B] goes at [A] the Triple [E] Crown.
[B] The [E] guitar player's got a stetson, a smoke dangling from his lips.
Man he looks just as greasy as Blair Hogan's [B] guitar licks.
The prettiest girl [E] in the whole bar asked me what my name was.
But the band was so goddamn loud that I never [B] caught hers.
[F#] But I got her hair [E] in my mouth from screaming in her ear.
And it smelled just like cigarettes and her breath [B] smelled like beer.
Well in my [E] mind we got married.
I moved to Austin that fall.
And she learned every word to every one of [B] my songs.
[E] Oh that the Triple Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here [C#m] yeah.
Even on [B] Christmas when the [E] smoke's starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So [B] anything goes at the Triple [E] Crown.
[B] [E]
[B] So buddy pick your poison.
It ain't free [E] but it's close.
And there's beans and there's brisket out on the patio.
[B] So tear the [E] hands off that clock or shoot it right off the wall.
It's been happy hours since I got here how the hell are we getting [B] home?
And throw a dollar [E] in the tip jar to buy the band a beer.
I'm going looking for that Austin girl with the pretty [B] red hair.
[E] At the Triple Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here yeah.
Even [B] on Christmas when the smoke's [E] starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So anything [B] goes at [E] the Triple Crown.
[B] At the Triple [E] Crown. Thank you.
[C#m] [B]
[G] [D#]
[A#] [B] [G]
Key:
E
B
A
C#m
G
E
B
A
[Em] This song is about a bar in San Marcos called the Triple [E] Crown. _
_ [E] It's closed now but it had something like 11 years of two bands a night every single night.
_ We were lucky enough to play there a bunch of times. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ [A] He's got hair to [E] his elbows, he's got snake skin boots, a rebel flag t-shirt and a jailhouse [B] tattoo.
And he's sucking on [E] a camel, blowing smoke rings around the moon.
Yeah he's way south of trendy but man he's [B] Texas cool.
And he's talking [E] to some lady, track marks from her arms.
And he smiles like a salesman as he lays on the [B] charm.
But she ain't [E] really listening and she just smiles from time to time.
The dope in her purse is the only thing on her [B] mind.
You know [A] that the Triple [E] Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here yeah.
Even on [B] Christmas when the smoke's [E] starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So anything [B] goes at [A] the Triple [E] Crown.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] The [E] guitar player's got a stetson, a smoke dangling from his lips.
Man he looks just as greasy as Blair Hogan's [B] guitar licks.
The prettiest girl [E] in the whole bar asked me what my name was.
But the band was so goddamn loud that I never [B] caught hers.
[F#] But I got her hair [E] in my mouth from screaming in her ear.
And it smelled just like cigarettes and her breath [B] smelled like beer.
Well in my [E] mind we got married.
I moved to Austin that fall.
And she learned every word to every one of [B] my songs.
[E] Oh that the Triple Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here [C#m] yeah.
Even on [B] Christmas when the [E] smoke's starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So [B] anything goes at the Triple [E] Crown.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ So buddy pick your poison.
It ain't free [E] but it's close.
And there's beans and there's brisket out on the patio.
[B] _ So tear the [E] hands off that clock or shoot it right off the wall.
It's been happy hours since I got here how the hell are we getting [B] home?
And throw a dollar [E] in the tip jar to buy the band a beer.
I'm going looking for that Austin girl with the pretty [B] red hair.
[E] At the Triple Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here yeah.
Even [B] on Christmas _ when the smoke's [E] starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So anything [B] goes at [E] the Triple Crown.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] At the Triple [E] Crown. Thank _ _ _ _ you. _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A#] _ [B] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [E] It's closed now but it had something like 11 years of two bands a night every single night.
_ We were lucky enough to play there a bunch of times. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ [A] He's got hair to [E] his elbows, he's got snake skin boots, a rebel flag t-shirt and a jailhouse [B] tattoo.
And he's sucking on [E] a camel, blowing smoke rings around the moon.
Yeah he's way south of trendy but man he's [B] Texas cool.
And he's talking [E] to some lady, track marks from her arms.
And he smiles like a salesman as he lays on the [B] charm.
But she ain't [E] really listening and she just smiles from time to time.
The dope in her purse is the only thing on her [B] mind.
You know [A] that the Triple [E] Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here yeah.
Even on [B] Christmas when the smoke's [E] starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So anything [B] goes at [A] the Triple [E] Crown.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] The [E] guitar player's got a stetson, a smoke dangling from his lips.
Man he looks just as greasy as Blair Hogan's [B] guitar licks.
The prettiest girl [E] in the whole bar asked me what my name was.
But the band was so goddamn loud that I never [B] caught hers.
[F#] But I got her hair [E] in my mouth from screaming in her ear.
And it smelled just like cigarettes and her breath [B] smelled like beer.
Well in my [E] mind we got married.
I moved to Austin that fall.
And she learned every word to every one of [B] my songs.
[E] Oh that the Triple Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here [C#m] yeah.
Even on [B] Christmas when the [E] smoke's starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So [B] anything goes at the Triple [E] Crown.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ So buddy pick your poison.
It ain't free [E] but it's close.
And there's beans and there's brisket out on the patio.
[B] _ So tear the [E] hands off that clock or shoot it right off the wall.
It's been happy hours since I got here how the hell are we getting [B] home?
And throw a dollar [E] in the tip jar to buy the band a beer.
I'm going looking for that Austin girl with the pretty [B] red hair.
[E] At the Triple Crown Bar Room in San Marcos, Texas.
They got a band every night here yeah.
Even [B] on Christmas _ when the smoke's [E] starting to rise in.
The beer's always cold and God called in sick today.
So anything [B] goes at [E] the Triple Crown.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] At the Triple [E] Crown. Thank _ _ _ _ you. _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A#] _ [B] _ _ [G] _ _