Chords for David Bromberg 3-18-2011 Delia.AVI
Tempo:
136.4 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
Bm
Gm
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] Usually I play [D] something from one of the recent CDs I took.
[G]
[D]
[G]
[D] [Bm]
[D]
He was a [G] gambling girl.
[D]
Oh, she was a gambling girl.
And she could [G] lay her money down.
[D] [Gm] So I got a song.
[D] Oh, yeah.
Do you just do [G] your own mom?
Yeah.
You took [D] the drug out of her bed.
And when she returned.
[G] [D]
[G] So I got a [D] song.
Oh, I got a song.
You took the coffee rubber [G] tie to the taxi.
That's a hurts, you know.
[D]
Took Jesus down to [Dm] the cemetery.
[G]
[D]
[G] She's all I got is [D] home.
Jesus' mama [G] weeps.
They [D] tell the Jesus that they warned.
Would it feel [Bm] so bad, [Dm] you know.
[G] That the poor girl has died at home.
[D]
[G] She's all I got is [D] home.
[G] [D]
[G] [Em]
[D] [G]
[D] There's a lot of euphemisms in the song.
[G] She's a gambling girl.
Well, [D] she didn't make a living gambling.
She made [Gm] a living as a [D] prostitute.
[G] And she was murdered by a pimp being tied.
And this is [D] all fact.
[G]
[D] I mean, there's a bunch of songs about this.
[G] You can get [D] online and find a news speaker from Savannah, Georgia.
And [Bm]
[G] it describes this murder.
[D]
[Bm] [D]
According to the statistics [Gm] that they have.
And I don't [D] think they have very good
[G]
[D]
statistics.
So why is there a song about this one murder?
[G] [D] There's a song about this.
The stupid [G] cubby.
Murdered [D] a prostitute.
Well, what happened next is really the incredible part.
[G] Every [D] thief, pimp, crook.
Whore in that part of town [G] took to the streets.
To get cut in half.
[D]
[A] There was a full [Gm] scale riot [D] against the newspapers.
And they didn't get cut.
Cuttings each mile by going from house to house on rooftops.
[Bm] How come?
[D] [G]
How'd they [D] know?
Why did they kill her?
Turn of the [Gm] century Savannah was a small town.
[D] This was a special woman that doesn't do her justice.
Simply describe her as what she did for a living.
[G] Every bus in that town was a new [D] dealer and loader.
Dark lawyer who cheated the police.
Judge was down [G] at Cuddy.
He said now, [D] what's the noise about?
It's all about them rounders, Judge.
[Dm] The boys was [G] trying to take me down.
[D]
I swear [G] to God, I got it wrong.
[D]
Cuddy [G] asked the judge.
[D] What might be my crime?
Judge was down and told him.
[G]
[D]
[Gm] So I got it [D] wrong.
Well I was high up on the [G] house now.
[D] As high as you could see.
Looking down at them rounders.
[G] Running the streets at me.
[D] Judge is all I've got to know.
Judge was [G] down at Cuddy.
[D] Your body's gonna rot in the sink and jail [G] cell till the stink comes walking back.
[D]
[G] [D]
Oh Cuddy.
[Bb]
[D]
[G] [D]
[G]
[D] [A] [Bm] [D]
Cuddy's in the [G] jail cell.
[D] All but the poor boy could not sleep.
Crying over
[G] the deacon's feet.
[D]
And she's [G] all I've got to [D] know.
And he'd be crying, dear ya.
[G] Dear ya, [D] how could it be?
You love all them rounders, Judge.
[G]
[D] [G] She's all I've got to [D] know.
Crying, dear ya.
[G] Dear ya, [D] how could it be?
You love all them rounders.
[G]
[D] [G] She's all I've got to know.
[D]
[Dm] [D]
She's all I've got to [G] know.
[Dm] [G] [D]
She's all [G] I've got to know.
[D]
[N]
[G]
[D]
[G]
[D] [Bm]
[D]
He was a [G] gambling girl.
[D]
Oh, she was a gambling girl.
And she could [G] lay her money down.
[D] [Gm] So I got a song.
[D] Oh, yeah.
Do you just do [G] your own mom?
Yeah.
You took [D] the drug out of her bed.
And when she returned.
[G] [D]
[G] So I got a [D] song.
Oh, I got a song.
You took the coffee rubber [G] tie to the taxi.
That's a hurts, you know.
[D]
Took Jesus down to [Dm] the cemetery.
[G]
[D]
[G] She's all I got is [D] home.
Jesus' mama [G] weeps.
They [D] tell the Jesus that they warned.
Would it feel [Bm] so bad, [Dm] you know.
[G] That the poor girl has died at home.
[D]
[G] She's all I got is [D] home.
[G] [D]
[G] [Em]
[D] [G]
[D] There's a lot of euphemisms in the song.
[G] She's a gambling girl.
Well, [D] she didn't make a living gambling.
She made [Gm] a living as a [D] prostitute.
[G] And she was murdered by a pimp being tied.
And this is [D] all fact.
[G]
[D] I mean, there's a bunch of songs about this.
[G] You can get [D] online and find a news speaker from Savannah, Georgia.
And [Bm]
[G] it describes this murder.
[D]
[Bm] [D]
According to the statistics [Gm] that they have.
And I don't [D] think they have very good
[G]
[D]
statistics.
So why is there a song about this one murder?
[G] [D] There's a song about this.
The stupid [G] cubby.
Murdered [D] a prostitute.
Well, what happened next is really the incredible part.
[G] Every [D] thief, pimp, crook.
Whore in that part of town [G] took to the streets.
To get cut in half.
[D]
[A] There was a full [Gm] scale riot [D] against the newspapers.
And they didn't get cut.
Cuttings each mile by going from house to house on rooftops.
[Bm] How come?
[D] [G]
How'd they [D] know?
Why did they kill her?
Turn of the [Gm] century Savannah was a small town.
[D] This was a special woman that doesn't do her justice.
Simply describe her as what she did for a living.
[G] Every bus in that town was a new [D] dealer and loader.
Dark lawyer who cheated the police.
Judge was down [G] at Cuddy.
He said now, [D] what's the noise about?
It's all about them rounders, Judge.
[Dm] The boys was [G] trying to take me down.
[D]
I swear [G] to God, I got it wrong.
[D]
Cuddy [G] asked the judge.
[D] What might be my crime?
Judge was down and told him.
[G]
[D]
[Gm] So I got it [D] wrong.
Well I was high up on the [G] house now.
[D] As high as you could see.
Looking down at them rounders.
[G] Running the streets at me.
[D] Judge is all I've got to know.
Judge was [G] down at Cuddy.
[D] Your body's gonna rot in the sink and jail [G] cell till the stink comes walking back.
[D]
[G] [D]
Oh Cuddy.
[Bb]
[D]
[G] [D]
[G]
[D] [A] [Bm] [D]
Cuddy's in the [G] jail cell.
[D] All but the poor boy could not sleep.
Crying over
[G] the deacon's feet.
[D]
And she's [G] all I've got to [D] know.
And he'd be crying, dear ya.
[G] Dear ya, [D] how could it be?
You love all them rounders, Judge.
[G]
[D] [G] She's all I've got to [D] know.
Crying, dear ya.
[G] Dear ya, [D] how could it be?
You love all them rounders.
[G]
[D] [G] She's all I've got to know.
[D]
[Dm] [D]
She's all I've got to [G] know.
[Dm] [G] [D]
She's all [G] I've got to know.
[D]
[N]
Key:
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Gm
Dm
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Bm
_ [A] Usually I play [D] something from one of the recent CDs I took. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ He was a [G] gambling girl. _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, she was a gambling girl.
And she could [G] lay her money down. _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Gm] So I got a song.
[D] Oh, yeah. _ _ _ _ _ _
Do you just do [G] your own mom?
Yeah.
You took [D] the drug out of her bed. _ _ _ _ _
And when she returned. _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [G] So I got a [D] song. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, I got a song.
You took the coffee rubber [G] tie to the taxi.
That's a hurts, you know.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Took Jesus down to [Dm] the cemetery.
_ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [G] She's all I got is [D] home. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Jesus' mama [G] weeps.
They [D] tell the Jesus that they warned. _ _ _ _
_ Would it feel [Bm] so bad, [Dm] you know. _
[G] That the poor girl has died at home.
_ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [G] She's all I got is [D] home. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ There's a lot of euphemisms in the song.
[G] She's a gambling girl.
Well, [D] _ _ she didn't make a living gambling.
She made [Gm] a living as a [D] prostitute.
_ _ [G] And she was murdered by a pimp being tied. _ _ _
And this is [D] all fact.
_ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ I mean, there's a bunch of songs about this. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ You can get [D] online _ and find a news speaker from Savannah, Georgia.
_ And _ [Bm] _
[G] it describes this murder.
_ [D] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ According to the statistics [Gm] that they have.
And I don't [D] think they have very good _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ statistics.
So why is there a song about this one murder? _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] There's a song about _ _ _ _ this.
The stupid [G] cubby.
_ _ Murdered [D] a prostitute.
Well, _ _ _ _ _ what happened next is really the incredible part. _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ Every [D] thief, pimp, crook.
_ Whore in that part of town [G] took to the streets.
_ To get cut in half.
_ [D] _ _
_ [A] There was a full [Gm] scale riot [D] against the newspapers.
_ _ _ _ And they didn't get cut.
_ _ _ _ Cuttings each mile by going from house to house on rooftops. _ _ _
_ [Bm] How come?
[D] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ How'd they [D] know?
_ _ _ _ _ Why did they kill her? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Turn of the [Gm] century Savannah was a small town. _ _
[D] This was a special woman that doesn't do her justice.
Simply describe her as what she did for a living. _
[G] _ _ _ _ Every bus in that town was a new [D] dealer and loader.
Dark lawyer who cheated the police.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Judge was down [G] at Cuddy.
He said now, _ [D] what's the noise about?
_ _ _ _ It's all about them rounders, Judge.
[Dm] _ The boys was [G] trying to take me down.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
I swear [G] to God, I got it wrong.
[D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Cuddy [G] asked the judge.
_ _ [D] _ _ What might be my crime? _ _ _ _
Judge was down and told him.
_ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Gm] So I got it [D] wrong. _ _
_ _ _ _ Well I was high up on the [G] house now.
_ _ [D] As high as you could see.
_ _ _ _ _ Looking down at them rounders.
[G] Running the streets at me.
_ _ [D] Judge is all I've got to know. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Judge was [G] down at Cuddy. _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ Your body's gonna rot in the sink and jail [G] cell till the stink comes walking back.
_ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ Oh Cuddy.
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Cuddy's in the [G] jail cell.
[D] All but the poor boy could not sleep. _ _ _
Crying over _ _ _ _ _
[G] the deacon's feet.
_ _ [D] _
_ _ And she's [G] all I've got to [D] know.
_ _ _ _ _ And he'd be crying, dear ya.
_ _ [G] _ Dear ya, [D] _ how could it be? _ _ _ _
_ You love all them rounders, Judge. _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ She's all I've got to [D] know. _ _ _ _ _ _
Crying, dear ya.
_ [G] Dear ya, [D] how could it _ _ _ _ _ _ be?
You love all them rounders. _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [G] She's all I've got to know.
[D] _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ She's all I've got to [G] know. _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [D] _
_ _ _ She's all [G] I've got to know.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ He was a [G] gambling girl. _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, she was a gambling girl.
And she could [G] lay her money down. _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Gm] So I got a song.
[D] Oh, yeah. _ _ _ _ _ _
Do you just do [G] your own mom?
Yeah.
You took [D] the drug out of her bed. _ _ _ _ _
And when she returned. _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [G] So I got a [D] song. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, I got a song.
You took the coffee rubber [G] tie to the taxi.
That's a hurts, you know.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Took Jesus down to [Dm] the cemetery.
_ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [G] She's all I got is [D] home. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Jesus' mama [G] weeps.
They [D] tell the Jesus that they warned. _ _ _ _
_ Would it feel [Bm] so bad, [Dm] you know. _
[G] That the poor girl has died at home.
_ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [G] She's all I got is [D] home. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ There's a lot of euphemisms in the song.
[G] She's a gambling girl.
Well, [D] _ _ she didn't make a living gambling.
She made [Gm] a living as a [D] prostitute.
_ _ [G] And she was murdered by a pimp being tied. _ _ _
And this is [D] all fact.
_ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ I mean, there's a bunch of songs about this. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ You can get [D] online _ and find a news speaker from Savannah, Georgia.
_ And _ [Bm] _
[G] it describes this murder.
_ [D] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ According to the statistics [Gm] that they have.
And I don't [D] think they have very good _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ statistics.
So why is there a song about this one murder? _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] There's a song about _ _ _ _ this.
The stupid [G] cubby.
_ _ Murdered [D] a prostitute.
Well, _ _ _ _ _ what happened next is really the incredible part. _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ Every [D] thief, pimp, crook.
_ Whore in that part of town [G] took to the streets.
_ To get cut in half.
_ [D] _ _
_ [A] There was a full [Gm] scale riot [D] against the newspapers.
_ _ _ _ And they didn't get cut.
_ _ _ _ Cuttings each mile by going from house to house on rooftops. _ _ _
_ [Bm] How come?
[D] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ How'd they [D] know?
_ _ _ _ _ Why did they kill her? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Turn of the [Gm] century Savannah was a small town. _ _
[D] This was a special woman that doesn't do her justice.
Simply describe her as what she did for a living. _
[G] _ _ _ _ Every bus in that town was a new [D] dealer and loader.
Dark lawyer who cheated the police.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Judge was down [G] at Cuddy.
He said now, _ [D] what's the noise about?
_ _ _ _ It's all about them rounders, Judge.
[Dm] _ The boys was [G] trying to take me down.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
I swear [G] to God, I got it wrong.
[D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Cuddy [G] asked the judge.
_ _ [D] _ _ What might be my crime? _ _ _ _
Judge was down and told him.
_ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Gm] So I got it [D] wrong. _ _
_ _ _ _ Well I was high up on the [G] house now.
_ _ [D] As high as you could see.
_ _ _ _ _ Looking down at them rounders.
[G] Running the streets at me.
_ _ [D] Judge is all I've got to know. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Judge was [G] down at Cuddy. _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ Your body's gonna rot in the sink and jail [G] cell till the stink comes walking back.
_ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ Oh Cuddy.
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Cuddy's in the [G] jail cell.
[D] All but the poor boy could not sleep. _ _ _
Crying over _ _ _ _ _
[G] the deacon's feet.
_ _ [D] _
_ _ And she's [G] all I've got to [D] know.
_ _ _ _ _ And he'd be crying, dear ya.
_ _ [G] _ Dear ya, [D] _ how could it be? _ _ _ _
_ You love all them rounders, Judge. _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ She's all I've got to [D] know. _ _ _ _ _ _
Crying, dear ya.
_ [G] Dear ya, [D] how could it _ _ _ _ _ _ be?
You love all them rounders. _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [G] She's all I've got to know.
[D] _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ She's all I've got to [G] know. _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [D] _
_ _ _ She's all [G] I've got to know.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _