Chords for Copperhead Road - Steve Earle
Tempo:
78.2 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
Well my name's John Lee Pettimore, same as my daddy and his daddy before.
You hardly ever saw granddaddy down here, he only come to town about twice a year.
He bought a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line, everybody knew that it made a man shine.
[G] Now the revolution man wanted granddaddy [D] bad, he had left for Holler to live a thang [G] bad.
Before my time, the light had been [D] told, he'd never come back from Copperhead Road.
My granddaddy ran a whiskey and a big black Dodge, bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge.
Shot some candy and some sheriff painted on the side, just shot a coat of primer and a duct inside.
Well him and my uncle tore that engine down, I still remember that rumblin' sound.
Then [G] the sheriff came around in the middle of [D] the night, heard mama cryin' and knew something wasn't [G] right.
He was headed down to Knoxville with a weekly [D] load, he could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road.
I
[A] [D]
[G]
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volunteered for the Army on my birthday, to drop a white trash purse around here in the wake.
I've done two tours of duty in Vietnam, I came home with a brand new plan.
I take the seat from Columbia, Mexico, I just end up a holler down Copperhead Road.
[G] Now the D.A.'s got a chopper in [D] the air, they got a string of malarkey back over [G] there.
I learned a thing or two, you child that don't you [D] know, you better stay away from Copperhead Road.
Copperhead Road.
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
Well my name's John Lee Pettimore, same as my daddy and his daddy before.
You hardly ever saw granddaddy down here, he only come to town about twice a year.
He bought a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line, everybody knew that it made a man shine.
[G] Now the revolution man wanted granddaddy [D] bad, he had left for Holler to live a thang [G] bad.
Before my time, the light had been [D] told, he'd never come back from Copperhead Road.
My granddaddy ran a whiskey and a big black Dodge, bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge.
Shot some candy and some sheriff painted on the side, just shot a coat of primer and a duct inside.
Well him and my uncle tore that engine down, I still remember that rumblin' sound.
Then [G] the sheriff came around in the middle of [D] the night, heard mama cryin' and knew something wasn't [G] right.
He was headed down to Knoxville with a weekly [D] load, he could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road.
I
[A] [D]
[G]
[D] [G]
[D]
volunteered for the Army on my birthday, to drop a white trash purse around here in the wake.
I've done two tours of duty in Vietnam, I came home with a brand new plan.
I take the seat from Columbia, Mexico, I just end up a holler down Copperhead Road.
[G] Now the D.A.'s got a chopper in [D] the air, they got a string of malarkey back over [G] there.
I learned a thing or two, you child that don't you [D] know, you better stay away from Copperhead Road.
Copperhead Road.
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_ _ _ _ Well my name's John Lee Pettimore, _ _ same as my daddy and his daddy before.
_ _ You hardly ever saw granddaddy down here, _ _ he only come to town about twice a year.
_ He bought a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line, _ _ _ everybody knew that it made a man shine.
_ [G] Now the revolution man wanted granddaddy [D] bad, he had left for Holler to live a thang [G] bad.
Before my time, the light had been [D] told, he'd never come back from Copperhead Road.
My _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ granddaddy ran a whiskey and a big black Dodge, _ _ _ bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge.
_ _ _ Shot some candy and some sheriff painted on the side, _ just shot a coat of primer and a duct inside.
_ _ Well him and my uncle tore that engine down, _ _ I still remember that rumblin' sound.
Then [G] the sheriff came around in the middle of [D] the night, heard mama cryin' and knew something wasn't [G] right.
He was headed down to Knoxville with a weekly [D] load, he could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road. _
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
volunteered for the Army on my birthday, _ _ to drop a white trash purse around here in the wake.
I've _ done two tours of duty in Vietnam, _ _ _ I came home with a brand new plan.
_ I take the seat from Columbia, Mexico, _ _ I just end up a holler down Copperhead Road.
_ [G] Now the D.A.'s got a chopper in [D] the air, they got a string of malarkey back over [G] there.
I learned a thing or two, you child that don't you [D] know, you better stay away from Copperhead Road. _ _
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_ _ _ Copperhead Road. _ _
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_ _ _ _ Well my name's John Lee Pettimore, _ _ same as my daddy and his daddy before.
_ _ You hardly ever saw granddaddy down here, _ _ he only come to town about twice a year.
_ He bought a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line, _ _ _ everybody knew that it made a man shine.
_ [G] Now the revolution man wanted granddaddy [D] bad, he had left for Holler to live a thang [G] bad.
Before my time, the light had been [D] told, he'd never come back from Copperhead Road.
My _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ granddaddy ran a whiskey and a big black Dodge, _ _ _ bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge.
_ _ _ Shot some candy and some sheriff painted on the side, _ just shot a coat of primer and a duct inside.
_ _ Well him and my uncle tore that engine down, _ _ I still remember that rumblin' sound.
Then [G] the sheriff came around in the middle of [D] the night, heard mama cryin' and knew something wasn't [G] right.
He was headed down to Knoxville with a weekly [D] load, he could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road. _
_ _ _ I _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
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volunteered for the Army on my birthday, _ _ to drop a white trash purse around here in the wake.
I've _ done two tours of duty in Vietnam, _ _ _ I came home with a brand new plan.
_ I take the seat from Columbia, Mexico, _ _ I just end up a holler down Copperhead Road.
_ [G] Now the D.A.'s got a chopper in [D] the air, they got a string of malarkey back over [G] there.
I learned a thing or two, you child that don't you [D] know, you better stay away from Copperhead Road. _ _
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_ _ _ Copperhead Road. _ _
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