Chords for Charley Pride Louisiana Man Mpg
Tempo:
90.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
Em
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
At first mom and papa called a little boy Ned, buried him on the banks of the [A] river bed.
A houseboat tied to a big tall tree, a home for my papa and my mama and me.
The clock strikes three, papa jumps to his feet, already mama's cooking [Em] papa something [A] to eat.
At half past papa he's ready to go, he jumps in his burro headed down the bayou.
[B] He's got [D] fifteen lines strung across the losing end of river, gotta catch a big big bus to eat.
He's got ten traps in his trunk, catching everything he can, gotta make a living he's a Louisiana man.
Gotta make a [A] living he's a Louisiana [D] man.
Mustrat hides a king and five a dozen, even got a lady making mustrat dozen.
Gotta bow down in the hot hot sun, tomorrow papa's gonna turn a man to man.
Well they call mama Rita and my daddy Jack, little baby brother on the floor last night.
Rears and the lids of a family twin, big brother Red's on the bayou fishing.
On the river floats papa's great big boat, that's how my papa goes in the town.
Takes every bit of a night and a day, even reads the place where the people stay.
[D] I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around, that's the day my papa takes the fur to town.
Papa promised me that I could go, even let me see a cowboy show.
[A] Saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time then, I told my papa gotta go again.
Papa said son we got lines to run, come back again by his work will be done.
He's got fifteen lines [D] strung across the losing end of river, gotta catch a big big bus to eat.
That's perhaps in the swamp, catch him everything he can, gotta make a living he's a Louisiana man.
Gotta make [A] a living he's a Louisiana man.
A houseboat tied to a big tall tree, a home for my papa and my mama and me.
The clock strikes three, papa jumps to his feet, already mama's cooking [Em] papa something [A] to eat.
At half past papa he's ready to go, he jumps in his burro headed down the bayou.
[B] He's got [D] fifteen lines strung across the losing end of river, gotta catch a big big bus to eat.
He's got ten traps in his trunk, catching everything he can, gotta make a living he's a Louisiana man.
Gotta make a [A] living he's a Louisiana [D] man.
Mustrat hides a king and five a dozen, even got a lady making mustrat dozen.
Gotta bow down in the hot hot sun, tomorrow papa's gonna turn a man to man.
Well they call mama Rita and my daddy Jack, little baby brother on the floor last night.
Rears and the lids of a family twin, big brother Red's on the bayou fishing.
On the river floats papa's great big boat, that's how my papa goes in the town.
Takes every bit of a night and a day, even reads the place where the people stay.
[D] I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around, that's the day my papa takes the fur to town.
Papa promised me that I could go, even let me see a cowboy show.
[A] Saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time then, I told my papa gotta go again.
Papa said son we got lines to run, come back again by his work will be done.
He's got fifteen lines [D] strung across the losing end of river, gotta catch a big big bus to eat.
That's perhaps in the swamp, catch him everything he can, gotta make a living he's a Louisiana man.
Gotta make [A] a living he's a Louisiana man.
Key:
A
D
Em
B
A
D
Em
B
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_ At first mom and papa called a little boy Ned, buried him on the banks of the [A] river bed.
A houseboat tied to a big tall tree, a home for my papa and my mama and me.
The clock strikes three, papa jumps to his feet, already mama's cooking [Em] papa something [A] to eat.
At half past papa he's ready to go, he jumps in his burro headed down the bayou.
_ [B] He's got [D] fifteen lines strung across the losing end of river, gotta catch a big big bus to eat.
He's got ten traps in his trunk, catching everything he can, gotta make a living he's a Louisiana man.
Gotta make a [A] living he's a Louisiana [D] _ man. _
Mustrat hides a king and five a dozen, even got a lady making mustrat dozen.
Gotta bow down in the hot hot sun, tomorrow papa's gonna turn a man to man.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well they call mama Rita and my daddy Jack, little baby brother on the floor last night.
Rears and the lids of a family twin, big brother Red's on the bayou fishing.
On the river floats papa's great big boat, that's how my papa goes in the town.
Takes every bit of a night and a day, even reads the place where the people stay.
_ _ _ [D] I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around, that's the day my papa takes the fur to town.
Papa promised me that I could go, even let me see a cowboy show. _
[A] Saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time then, I told my papa gotta go again.
Papa said son we got lines to run, come back again by his work will be done.
_ He's got fifteen lines [D] strung across the losing end of river, gotta catch a big big bus to eat.
That's perhaps in the swamp, catch him everything he can, gotta make a living he's a Louisiana man.
Gotta make [A] a living he's a Louisiana man. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ At first mom and papa called a little boy Ned, buried him on the banks of the [A] river bed.
A houseboat tied to a big tall tree, a home for my papa and my mama and me.
The clock strikes three, papa jumps to his feet, already mama's cooking [Em] papa something [A] to eat.
At half past papa he's ready to go, he jumps in his burro headed down the bayou.
_ [B] He's got [D] fifteen lines strung across the losing end of river, gotta catch a big big bus to eat.
He's got ten traps in his trunk, catching everything he can, gotta make a living he's a Louisiana man.
Gotta make a [A] living he's a Louisiana [D] _ man. _
Mustrat hides a king and five a dozen, even got a lady making mustrat dozen.
Gotta bow down in the hot hot sun, tomorrow papa's gonna turn a man to man.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well they call mama Rita and my daddy Jack, little baby brother on the floor last night.
Rears and the lids of a family twin, big brother Red's on the bayou fishing.
On the river floats papa's great big boat, that's how my papa goes in the town.
Takes every bit of a night and a day, even reads the place where the people stay.
_ _ _ [D] I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around, that's the day my papa takes the fur to town.
Papa promised me that I could go, even let me see a cowboy show. _
[A] Saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time then, I told my papa gotta go again.
Papa said son we got lines to run, come back again by his work will be done.
_ He's got fifteen lines [D] strung across the losing end of river, gotta catch a big big bus to eat.
That's perhaps in the swamp, catch him everything he can, gotta make a living he's a Louisiana man.
Gotta make [A] a living he's a Louisiana man. _ _ _ _
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