Chords for Dr Hook and The Medicine Show - "I Call That True Love"
Tempo:
86.825 bpm
Chords used:
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G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am] Every morning won't you wake up early cook me great big T-bone steak?
Serve it to me in beer go out in the street and hustle bring me back all the money you made
Tell her won't you rub my body with sweet scented oil?
Cool me with electric fan
I said run to the church fall down on your knees say lord
I wanna thank you for that [D] man, and I call that true
True love, [Am] [G] true [A] and [D] sweet
That [E] ain't the kind of love I don't get
But baby that's the kind of love I [Am] need
[E]
[A] You look at here now, get up [D] baby, come on
I [G] wanna come home every evening to a great [A] big meal of wine [G] and a roasted bedside
[N] Won't you say to me Ray, hey this is Susie, this is Kay, I brought them both home to you for a present
When the man downs the door and finds my stash won't you tell him it belonged to you?
[Eb] And when you're [F] sitting in the slam set all the other chickies when they get out they should look me up too
I call [D] that true love, [Eb] [A] true and [Em] sweet
That [E] ain't the kind of love I don't get
[A] But baby that's the kind of love I need
[D] [A] [D] Hey man I'm gonna cigarette you, get away from [A] here now
[N] Some guy accusing me of fooling with his wife, threatens to take me apart
Points a gun at me, I want you to jump in the middle, take the bullet in your own heart
And as you're lying on the floor and dying I want you to look up at me and say
Hey Ray I'm sorry I messed up your rug, just throw my body out of the way
And I [D] call that true [G] [N]
love, [E] you know [Dm] what it is, true and [E] sweet
[D] [A] [E] That ain't the kind of love I don't get
[D] But baby that's the kind of love I need
Oh [Gm] you [Am] own the telephone, I want you to [N] turn down the part
When we're balling, baby right on top so I never ever strain my heart
And I [Eb] call that true [D]
[F] [Gbm] love, [E] true and [D] [A] sweet
[E] Now that ain't the kind of love I don't get
That ain't the kind of love I need
Hey baby you know what kind of love I don't get right?
No kind [A] baby, but I [Bm] don't need it, I don't need it
I'm Friday, man, [E] you want me, man, I swear
I'm a street [D] robber, you get it?
[E]
Serve it to me in beer go out in the street and hustle bring me back all the money you made
Tell her won't you rub my body with sweet scented oil?
Cool me with electric fan
I said run to the church fall down on your knees say lord
I wanna thank you for that [D] man, and I call that true
True love, [Am] [G] true [A] and [D] sweet
That [E] ain't the kind of love I don't get
But baby that's the kind of love I [Am] need
[E]
[A] You look at here now, get up [D] baby, come on
I [G] wanna come home every evening to a great [A] big meal of wine [G] and a roasted bedside
[N] Won't you say to me Ray, hey this is Susie, this is Kay, I brought them both home to you for a present
When the man downs the door and finds my stash won't you tell him it belonged to you?
[Eb] And when you're [F] sitting in the slam set all the other chickies when they get out they should look me up too
I call [D] that true love, [Eb] [A] true and [Em] sweet
That [E] ain't the kind of love I don't get
[A] But baby that's the kind of love I need
[D] [A] [D] Hey man I'm gonna cigarette you, get away from [A] here now
[N] Some guy accusing me of fooling with his wife, threatens to take me apart
Points a gun at me, I want you to jump in the middle, take the bullet in your own heart
And as you're lying on the floor and dying I want you to look up at me and say
Hey Ray I'm sorry I messed up your rug, just throw my body out of the way
And I [D] call that true [G] [N]
love, [E] you know [Dm] what it is, true and [E] sweet
[D] [A] [E] That ain't the kind of love I don't get
[D] But baby that's the kind of love I need
Oh [Gm] you [Am] own the telephone, I want you to [N] turn down the part
When we're balling, baby right on top so I never ever strain my heart
And I [Eb] call that true [D]
[F] [Gbm] love, [E] true and [D] [A] sweet
[E] Now that ain't the kind of love I don't get
That ain't the kind of love I need
Hey baby you know what kind of love I don't get right?
No kind [A] baby, but I [Bm] don't need it, I don't need it
I'm Friday, man, [E] you want me, man, I swear
I'm a street [D] robber, you get it?
[E]
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[Am] Every morning won't you wake up early cook me great big T-bone steak?
Serve it to me in beer go out in the street and hustle bring me back all the money you made
Tell her won't you rub my body with sweet scented oil?
Cool me with electric fan
I said run to the church fall down on your knees say lord
I wanna thank you for that [D] man, and I call that true _ _
True love, [Am] [G] true [A] and [D] sweet _ _
_ That [E] ain't the kind of love I don't get
But baby that's the kind of love I [Am] need
_ _ [E] _ _
[A] You look at here now, get up [D] baby, come on
I [G] wanna come home every evening to a great [A] big meal of wine [G] and a roasted bedside
[N] Won't you say to me Ray, hey this is Susie, this is Kay, I brought them both home to you for a present
When the man downs the door and finds my stash won't you tell him it belonged to you?
[Eb] And when you're [F] sitting in the slam set all the other chickies when they get out they should look me up too
I call [D] that true _ _ love, [Eb] [A] true and _ _ [Em] sweet
_ _ That [E] ain't the kind of love I don't get
[A] But baby that's the kind of love I need
[D] _ _ [A] [D] Hey man I'm gonna cigarette you, get away from [A] here now
[N] Some guy accusing me of fooling with his wife, threatens to take me apart
Points a gun at me, I want you to jump in the middle, take the bullet in your own heart
And as you're lying on the floor and dying I want you to look up at me and say
Hey Ray I'm sorry I messed up your rug, just throw my body out of the way
And I [D] call that true [G] _ [N] _
love, [E] you know [Dm] what it is, true and [E] sweet _ _
[D] _ _ [A] [E] That ain't the kind of love I don't get
[D] But baby that's the kind of love I need
Oh [Gm] you [Am] own the telephone, I want you to [N] turn down the part
_ When we're balling, baby right on top so I never ever strain my heart
And I [Eb] call that true [D] _
[F] [Gbm] love, [E] true and [D] _ [A] sweet
_ _ [E] Now that ain't the kind of love I don't get
That ain't the kind of love I need
Hey baby you know what kind of love I don't get right?
No kind [A] baby, but I [Bm] don't need it, I don't need it
I'm Friday, man, [E] you want me, man, I swear
I'm a street [D] robber, you get it?
_ [E] _ _ _ _
Serve it to me in beer go out in the street and hustle bring me back all the money you made
Tell her won't you rub my body with sweet scented oil?
Cool me with electric fan
I said run to the church fall down on your knees say lord
I wanna thank you for that [D] man, and I call that true _ _
True love, [Am] [G] true [A] and [D] sweet _ _
_ That [E] ain't the kind of love I don't get
But baby that's the kind of love I [Am] need
_ _ [E] _ _
[A] You look at here now, get up [D] baby, come on
I [G] wanna come home every evening to a great [A] big meal of wine [G] and a roasted bedside
[N] Won't you say to me Ray, hey this is Susie, this is Kay, I brought them both home to you for a present
When the man downs the door and finds my stash won't you tell him it belonged to you?
[Eb] And when you're [F] sitting in the slam set all the other chickies when they get out they should look me up too
I call [D] that true _ _ love, [Eb] [A] true and _ _ [Em] sweet
_ _ That [E] ain't the kind of love I don't get
[A] But baby that's the kind of love I need
[D] _ _ [A] [D] Hey man I'm gonna cigarette you, get away from [A] here now
[N] Some guy accusing me of fooling with his wife, threatens to take me apart
Points a gun at me, I want you to jump in the middle, take the bullet in your own heart
And as you're lying on the floor and dying I want you to look up at me and say
Hey Ray I'm sorry I messed up your rug, just throw my body out of the way
And I [D] call that true [G] _ [N] _
love, [E] you know [Dm] what it is, true and [E] sweet _ _
[D] _ _ [A] [E] That ain't the kind of love I don't get
[D] But baby that's the kind of love I need
Oh [Gm] you [Am] own the telephone, I want you to [N] turn down the part
_ When we're balling, baby right on top so I never ever strain my heart
And I [Eb] call that true [D] _
[F] [Gbm] love, [E] true and [D] _ [A] sweet
_ _ [E] Now that ain't the kind of love I don't get
That ain't the kind of love I need
Hey baby you know what kind of love I don't get right?
No kind [A] baby, but I [Bm] don't need it, I don't need it
I'm Friday, man, [E] you want me, man, I swear
I'm a street [D] robber, you get it?
_ [E] _ _ _ _