Chords for Dogs and Duck Calls

Tempo:
102 bpm
Chords used:

C

Bb

F

G

Cm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Dogs and Duck Calls chords
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[C]
[Bb]
[G] [C]
Dogs and duck calls, a shotgun to my jaw
[Bb] And the sound of those whistling wings, [C] Lord there ain't no better thing
[C] Than mallards and pintails, a pocket full of shot shells
[G] And those three little [Bb] words of joy,
[F] take them [C] boys, take them boys
As my lanyard fills up with leg bands, and the decoys float around
Well I can hear the ducks in the distance, and this is my stomping ground
There ain't nothing out here that bothers me, [Bb] when I'm waist deep in the cold
I'm just a-cutting them ducks in a reminiscing about the days [C] of old
When it was dogs and [G] duck calls, a shotgun to my jaw
And the sound of those whistling wings, [Bb] [F] Lord there ain't no better thing
[C] Than [C] mallards and pintails, a pocket full of shot shells
[Bb] And those three little words of joy,
[F] take them boys, take [G] them boys
And [Bb] those three little words of joy,
[F] [Cm] take them boys, [C] take them boys
[F]
[C]
Key:  
C
3211
Bb
12341111
F
134211111
G
2131
Cm
13421113
C
3211
Bb
12341111
F
134211111
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Dogs and duck calls, _ a shotgun to my jaw _
_ _ _ [Bb] And the sound of those whistling wings, _ [C] Lord there ain't no better thing
_ [C] Than mallards and pintails, _ _ a pocket full of shot shells _ _ _ _
[G] And those three little [Bb] words of joy, _ _
[F] _ _ take them [C] boys, take them boys _ _ _ _ _ _
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As my lanyard fills up with leg bands, and the _ decoys float around
Well I can hear the ducks in the distance, _ _ and this is my stomping ground
_ There ain't nothing out here that bothers me, [Bb] when I'm waist deep in the cold
I'm just a-cutting them ducks in a _ _ reminiscing about the days [C] of old
When it was dogs and [G] duck calls, _ a shotgun _ to my jaw _
_ _ _ And the sound of those whistling wings, [Bb] _ [F] Lord there ain't no better thing
[C] _ Than [C] mallards and pintails, _ _ a pocket full of shot shells _ _ _
[Bb] And those three little words of joy, _ _
[F] _ _ take them boys, take [G] them boys
_ And _ _ [Bb] those three little words of joy, _ _
[F] _ _ [Cm] take _ them boys, [C] _ _ _ _ take them boys _
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