Chords for El Camino
Tempo:
77.65 bpm
Chords used:
Am
Dm
A
D
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
But the nice thing about it was, it was a pickup truck, but it was a Chevelle.
And you can get it with a SS package and up to like a 450 horsepower 454 engine and a
four-speed transmission, positive traction rear end, all kinds of sway bars, they handle like a vet,
go like a son.
[C#]
[A] [Am]
Another summer night, thrusting down the [Am] pipe, got my windows down and a cooler to my [D] right,
here to say [Dm] everything's gonna be alright.
Broken lines, stretching out in my [Am] headlights,
burnt orange with a black hot sauce, posse traction and dual [D] exhaust, like an angel
[Dm] with three speeds and tires, she'll never break my heart or fuck with my [Am] mind.
Rest stops flashing by, neon lights punch a hole in the [Dm] night sky, feel like perchellin'
on an asphalt sink, as close to heaven as I'll ever [Am] be.
Stripping gears and drinking ponies,
never gave a goddamn about what they [Dm] told me, so at a buck twenty and a sixty-five,
I put the pedal to the floor and I drive El [A] Camino, El Camino,
[Am]
ninety-three to three,
all the way to the K, seventy-two SF with a small block [B] V8, [Dm] passing all the shitty plastic,
rolling the states, getting all boned up and kicking back to the reggae.
Another [E] sleeper,
why the fuck awake?
All four barrels pumping gas into [Dm] the intake, I ain't driving, I'm drifting,
and you can talk all day, but that don't mean I have [Am] to listen, man, brake lights on the highway
always drive me fucking nuts, the only thing worse is dick and tail, but [Dm] the fuck, it's all like blue
light, flashing in your mirrors, it's such a crown vent, jam full of buzz [Am] interference, so I
sip gears, let them pass on the left, everyone just keep your drinks down for [Dm] a sec, I'm all like,
officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but weed, El [A] Camino, El Camino,
[Am] officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but weed, officer don't hurt me please,
cause I ain't got nothing but weed, officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but
weed, [A] officer don't hurt me [Am] please, cause I ain't got nothing but [D#] weed.
[N]
And you can get it with a SS package and up to like a 450 horsepower 454 engine and a
four-speed transmission, positive traction rear end, all kinds of sway bars, they handle like a vet,
go like a son.
[C#]
[A] [Am]
Another summer night, thrusting down the [Am] pipe, got my windows down and a cooler to my [D] right,
here to say [Dm] everything's gonna be alright.
Broken lines, stretching out in my [Am] headlights,
burnt orange with a black hot sauce, posse traction and dual [D] exhaust, like an angel
[Dm] with three speeds and tires, she'll never break my heart or fuck with my [Am] mind.
Rest stops flashing by, neon lights punch a hole in the [Dm] night sky, feel like perchellin'
on an asphalt sink, as close to heaven as I'll ever [Am] be.
Stripping gears and drinking ponies,
never gave a goddamn about what they [Dm] told me, so at a buck twenty and a sixty-five,
I put the pedal to the floor and I drive El [A] Camino, El Camino,
[Am]
ninety-three to three,
all the way to the K, seventy-two SF with a small block [B] V8, [Dm] passing all the shitty plastic,
rolling the states, getting all boned up and kicking back to the reggae.
Another [E] sleeper,
why the fuck awake?
All four barrels pumping gas into [Dm] the intake, I ain't driving, I'm drifting,
and you can talk all day, but that don't mean I have [Am] to listen, man, brake lights on the highway
always drive me fucking nuts, the only thing worse is dick and tail, but [Dm] the fuck, it's all like blue
light, flashing in your mirrors, it's such a crown vent, jam full of buzz [Am] interference, so I
sip gears, let them pass on the left, everyone just keep your drinks down for [Dm] a sec, I'm all like,
officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but weed, El [A] Camino, El Camino,
[Am] officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but weed, officer don't hurt me please,
cause I ain't got nothing but weed, officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but
weed, [A] officer don't hurt me [Am] please, cause I ain't got nothing but [D#] weed.
[N]
Key:
Am
Dm
A
D
C#
Am
Dm
A
But the nice thing about it was, it was a pickup truck, but it was a Chevelle.
And you can get it with a SS package and up to like a 450 horsepower 454 engine and a
four-speed transmission, positive traction rear end, all kinds of sway bars, they handle like a vet,
go like a son.
_ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Another summer night, thrusting down the [Am] pipe, got my windows down and a cooler to my [D] right,
here to say [Dm] everything's gonna be alright.
Broken lines, stretching out in my [Am] headlights,
burnt orange with a black hot sauce, posse traction and dual [D] exhaust, like an angel
[Dm] with three speeds and tires, she'll never break my heart or fuck with my [Am] mind.
Rest stops flashing by, neon lights punch a hole in the [Dm] night sky, feel like perchellin'
on an asphalt sink, as close to heaven as I'll ever [Am] be.
Stripping gears and drinking ponies,
never gave a goddamn about what they [Dm] told me, so at a buck twenty and a sixty-five,
I put the pedal to the floor and I drive El [A] Camino, _ _ _ _ _ El Camino, _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ ninety-three to three,
all the way to the K, seventy-two SF with a small block [B] V8, [Dm] passing all the shitty plastic,
rolling the states, getting all boned up and kicking back to the reggae.
Another [E] sleeper,
why the fuck awake?
All four barrels pumping gas into [Dm] the intake, I ain't driving, I'm drifting,
and you can talk all day, but that don't mean I have [Am] to listen, man, brake lights on the highway
always drive me fucking nuts, the only thing worse is dick and tail, but [Dm] the fuck, it's all like blue
light, flashing in your mirrors, it's such a crown vent, jam full of buzz [Am] interference, so I
sip gears, let them pass on the left, everyone just keep your drinks down for [Dm] a sec, I'm all like,
officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but weed, El [A] Camino, _ _ _ _ _ El Camino, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but weed, officer don't hurt me please,
cause I ain't got nothing but weed, officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but
weed, [A] officer don't hurt me [Am] please, cause I ain't got nothing but [D#] weed.
_ _ [N] _
And you can get it with a SS package and up to like a 450 horsepower 454 engine and a
four-speed transmission, positive traction rear end, all kinds of sway bars, they handle like a vet,
go like a son.
_ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Another summer night, thrusting down the [Am] pipe, got my windows down and a cooler to my [D] right,
here to say [Dm] everything's gonna be alright.
Broken lines, stretching out in my [Am] headlights,
burnt orange with a black hot sauce, posse traction and dual [D] exhaust, like an angel
[Dm] with three speeds and tires, she'll never break my heart or fuck with my [Am] mind.
Rest stops flashing by, neon lights punch a hole in the [Dm] night sky, feel like perchellin'
on an asphalt sink, as close to heaven as I'll ever [Am] be.
Stripping gears and drinking ponies,
never gave a goddamn about what they [Dm] told me, so at a buck twenty and a sixty-five,
I put the pedal to the floor and I drive El [A] Camino, _ _ _ _ _ El Camino, _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ ninety-three to three,
all the way to the K, seventy-two SF with a small block [B] V8, [Dm] passing all the shitty plastic,
rolling the states, getting all boned up and kicking back to the reggae.
Another [E] sleeper,
why the fuck awake?
All four barrels pumping gas into [Dm] the intake, I ain't driving, I'm drifting,
and you can talk all day, but that don't mean I have [Am] to listen, man, brake lights on the highway
always drive me fucking nuts, the only thing worse is dick and tail, but [Dm] the fuck, it's all like blue
light, flashing in your mirrors, it's such a crown vent, jam full of buzz [Am] interference, so I
sip gears, let them pass on the left, everyone just keep your drinks down for [Dm] a sec, I'm all like,
officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but weed, El [A] Camino, _ _ _ _ _ El Camino, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but weed, officer don't hurt me please,
cause I ain't got nothing but weed, officer don't hurt me please, cause I ain't got nothing but
weed, [A] officer don't hurt me [Am] please, cause I ain't got nothing but [D#] weed.
_ _ [N] _