Chords for Doc Watson The Cuckoo
Tempo:
77.6 bpm
Chords used:
G
Gm
F
F#
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [F]
[F] Newport wasn't just a place for the young and concerned.
It provided a platform for musicians from all over the southern states.
Some of them had never played outside their local communities.
For these musicians, this music wasn't a political statement, it was their life.
[G] Why am I getting into music?
The basic reason was, if there was any chance that I could earn a living for my family and
do it with my own two hands, you know, how a fella feels about a thing like that, [F#] it's
a little pride involved.
I wanted to do it.
And I loved the music, and since it was something that I loved to do, [Gm] I'd get into it.
Well, I'd never [N] had the thrill, except for a few local home folks that I'd learned to
play with the other time, I'd never had the thrill of sitting down and playing at a listening audience.
[E] At a fiddler's convention, you always got a few fellas there that [G] had a few [F#] shots of
moonshine or whatever, you know, and they'd get a little noisy.
But when I went to the campuses and started to play for folks and you [N] could hear a pin
drop, it was a little scary.
The first concert I did scared me to death.
It really did.
But the most rewarding thing of my life was to do a song that I loved dearly, dear to
my heart, as they say, and find that people were actually sometimes [E] in tears from the
emotions from the good old ballads [G] and songs.
A local favorite is the song called The Cuckoo.
It flew across the Atlantic from England, but words and tune [Gm] got changed a bit in the mountains.
Well, I've played cards in all England, and I've [F] gambled over [Gm] in Spain, and I'll bet
you ten dollars that I'll beat you next game.
[Am]
[G] [Gm] There's one thing that's been a puzzle since the day that time began.
A man's love for his woman and her sweet love for her man.
She's a pretty bird, long she'll [Am] waddle, as she flies.
She'll never say cuckoo till that fourth day of [Gm] July.
[G]
[F] Newport wasn't just a place for the young and concerned.
It provided a platform for musicians from all over the southern states.
Some of them had never played outside their local communities.
For these musicians, this music wasn't a political statement, it was their life.
[G] Why am I getting into music?
The basic reason was, if there was any chance that I could earn a living for my family and
do it with my own two hands, you know, how a fella feels about a thing like that, [F#] it's
a little pride involved.
I wanted to do it.
And I loved the music, and since it was something that I loved to do, [Gm] I'd get into it.
Well, I'd never [N] had the thrill, except for a few local home folks that I'd learned to
play with the other time, I'd never had the thrill of sitting down and playing at a listening audience.
[E] At a fiddler's convention, you always got a few fellas there that [G] had a few [F#] shots of
moonshine or whatever, you know, and they'd get a little noisy.
But when I went to the campuses and started to play for folks and you [N] could hear a pin
drop, it was a little scary.
The first concert I did scared me to death.
It really did.
But the most rewarding thing of my life was to do a song that I loved dearly, dear to
my heart, as they say, and find that people were actually sometimes [E] in tears from the
emotions from the good old ballads [G] and songs.
A local favorite is the song called The Cuckoo.
It flew across the Atlantic from England, but words and tune [Gm] got changed a bit in the mountains.
Well, I've played cards in all England, and I've [F] gambled over [Gm] in Spain, and I'll bet
you ten dollars that I'll beat you next game.
[Am]
[G] [Gm] There's one thing that's been a puzzle since the day that time began.
A man's love for his woman and her sweet love for her man.
She's a pretty bird, long she'll [Am] waddle, as she flies.
She'll never say cuckoo till that fourth day of [Gm] July.
[G]
Key:
G
Gm
F
F#
E
G
Gm
F
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[F] _ Newport wasn't just a place for the young and concerned.
It provided a platform for musicians from all over the southern states.
Some of them had never played outside their local communities. _
_ _ _ For these musicians, this music wasn't a political statement, it was their life.
_ _ [G] _ Why am I getting into music?
The basic reason was, if there was any chance that I could earn a living for my family and
do it with my own two hands, you know, how a fella feels about a thing like that, [F#] it's
a little pride involved.
I wanted to do it.
And I loved the music, and since it was something that I loved to do, [Gm] I'd get into it.
Well, I'd never [N] had the thrill, except for a few local home folks that I'd learned to
play with the other time, I'd never had the thrill of sitting down and playing at a listening audience. _
[E] At a fiddler's convention, you always got a few fellas there that [G] had a few [F#] shots of
moonshine or whatever, you know, and they'd get a little noisy.
But when I went to the campuses and started to play for folks and you [N] could hear a pin
drop, it was a little scary.
The first concert I did scared me to death. _
It really did.
But the most rewarding thing of my life was to do a song that I loved dearly, dear to
my heart, as they say, and find that people were actually sometimes [E] in tears from the
emotions from the good old ballads [G] and songs.
A local favorite is the song called The Cuckoo.
It flew across the Atlantic from England, but words and tune [Gm] got changed a bit in the mountains.
Well, I've played cards in all England, and I've [F] gambled over [Gm] in Spain, and I'll bet
you ten dollars that I'll beat you next game. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [Gm] _ There's one thing that's been a puzzle since the day that time began.
A man's love for his woman and her sweet love for her man.
_ She's a pretty bird, long she'll [Am] waddle, as she flies.
She'll never say cuckoo till that fourth day of [Gm] July. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[F] _ Newport wasn't just a place for the young and concerned.
It provided a platform for musicians from all over the southern states.
Some of them had never played outside their local communities. _
_ _ _ For these musicians, this music wasn't a political statement, it was their life.
_ _ [G] _ Why am I getting into music?
The basic reason was, if there was any chance that I could earn a living for my family and
do it with my own two hands, you know, how a fella feels about a thing like that, [F#] it's
a little pride involved.
I wanted to do it.
And I loved the music, and since it was something that I loved to do, [Gm] I'd get into it.
Well, I'd never [N] had the thrill, except for a few local home folks that I'd learned to
play with the other time, I'd never had the thrill of sitting down and playing at a listening audience. _
[E] At a fiddler's convention, you always got a few fellas there that [G] had a few [F#] shots of
moonshine or whatever, you know, and they'd get a little noisy.
But when I went to the campuses and started to play for folks and you [N] could hear a pin
drop, it was a little scary.
The first concert I did scared me to death. _
It really did.
But the most rewarding thing of my life was to do a song that I loved dearly, dear to
my heart, as they say, and find that people were actually sometimes [E] in tears from the
emotions from the good old ballads [G] and songs.
A local favorite is the song called The Cuckoo.
It flew across the Atlantic from England, but words and tune [Gm] got changed a bit in the mountains.
Well, I've played cards in all England, and I've [F] gambled over [Gm] in Spain, and I'll bet
you ten dollars that I'll beat you next game. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [Gm] _ There's one thing that's been a puzzle since the day that time began.
A man's love for his woman and her sweet love for her man.
_ She's a pretty bird, long she'll [Am] waddle, as she flies.
She'll never say cuckoo till that fourth day of [Gm] July. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _