Chords for Eric Bibb "Bookers Guitar" Music Video
Tempo:
92.7 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Db
Gb
Bb
Bbm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Db]
[Eb] [Db]
The guitar owned and played by the great Booker White
found its way by [Ab] grace into [Db] my arms.
He would call it hard rock, cause the body's made of steel.
On the headstock he [Ab] glued a heart [Db]-shaped charm.
In a brown leather case with green velvet lining
he thrilled my [Ab] soul to the [Db] core.
Stuck on the side with old Scotch tape
was a [Gbm] list of the [Ab] songs he's famous [Db] for.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar's [Bb] got a [Bbm] story [Gbm] to tell
of hard-earned [Ab] hope and [Db] unshed tears.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar [Bb] rings [Gb] like a bell
it's gonna keep on [Ab] ringing for [Db] a thousand years.
The late great Booker White sang straight from his heart.
Everyone who [Ab] heard him knows it's [Db] true.
He spanked that shiny guitar just like a drum
across the Mississippi [Ab] Delta, Europe [Db] too.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar's [Bbm] got a story to [Db] tell
[Gb] of boxcars [Ab] and scars, [Db] moonshine and beer.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar [Bbm] rings like [Eb] a bell
it's gonna keep on [Ab] ringing for a [Db] thousand years.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar's got [Bb] a [Gb] story to [Db] tell
[Ebm] a story the [Ab] world needs to [Db] hear.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar
[Bb] [Gb] rings like a bell
[Ebm] it's gonna keep on ringing [Ab] for a [Db] thousand years.
[Eb] [Db]
The guitar owned and played by the great Booker White
found its way by [Ab] grace into [Db] my arms.
He would call it hard rock, cause the body's made of steel.
On the headstock he [Ab] glued a heart [Db]-shaped charm.
In a brown leather case with green velvet lining
he thrilled my [Ab] soul to the [Db] core.
Stuck on the side with old Scotch tape
was a [Gbm] list of the [Ab] songs he's famous [Db] for.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar's [Bb] got a [Bbm] story [Gbm] to tell
of hard-earned [Ab] hope and [Db] unshed tears.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar [Bb] rings [Gb] like a bell
it's gonna keep on [Ab] ringing for [Db] a thousand years.
The late great Booker White sang straight from his heart.
Everyone who [Ab] heard him knows it's [Db] true.
He spanked that shiny guitar just like a drum
across the Mississippi [Ab] Delta, Europe [Db] too.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar's [Bbm] got a story to [Db] tell
[Gb] of boxcars [Ab] and scars, [Db] moonshine and beer.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar [Bbm] rings like [Eb] a bell
it's gonna keep on [Ab] ringing for a [Db] thousand years.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar's got [Bb] a [Gb] story to [Db] tell
[Ebm] a story the [Ab] world needs to [Db] hear.
[Gb] [Ab] Booker's guitar
[Bb] [Gb] rings like a bell
[Ebm] it's gonna keep on ringing [Ab] for a [Db] thousand years.
Key:
Ab
Db
Gb
Bb
Bbm
Ab
Db
Gb
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_ _ [Eb] _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The guitar owned and played by the great Booker White
found its way by [Ab] grace into [Db] my arms.
_ He would call it hard rock, cause the body's made of steel.
_ On the headstock he [Ab] glued a heart [Db]-shaped charm.
_ In a brown leather case with green velvet lining
he thrilled my [Ab] soul to the [Db] core.
_ _ _ Stuck on the side with old Scotch tape
was a [Gbm] list of the [Ab] songs he's famous [Db] for.
_ _ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar's [Bb] got a [Bbm] story [Gbm] to tell
of hard-earned [Ab] hope and [Db] unshed tears.
_ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar [Bb] rings [Gb] like a bell
it's gonna keep on [Ab] ringing for [Db] a thousand years. _ _ _ _ _
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The late great Booker White sang straight from his heart.
_ Everyone who [Ab] heard him knows it's [Db] true. _
He spanked that shiny guitar just like a drum
across the Mississippi [Ab] Delta, Europe [Db] too. _
_ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar's [Bbm] got a story to [Db] tell
[Gb] of boxcars [Ab] and scars, [Db] moonshine and beer.
_ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar [Bbm] rings like [Eb] a bell
it's gonna keep on [Ab] ringing for a [Db] thousand years. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar's got [Bb] a [Gb] story to [Db] tell
[Ebm] a story the [Ab] world needs to [Db] hear.
_ _ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar _
[Bb] [Gb] rings like a bell
[Ebm] it's gonna keep on ringing [Ab] for a [Db] thousand years. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Eb] _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The guitar owned and played by the great Booker White
found its way by [Ab] grace into [Db] my arms.
_ He would call it hard rock, cause the body's made of steel.
_ On the headstock he [Ab] glued a heart [Db]-shaped charm.
_ In a brown leather case with green velvet lining
he thrilled my [Ab] soul to the [Db] core.
_ _ _ Stuck on the side with old Scotch tape
was a [Gbm] list of the [Ab] songs he's famous [Db] for.
_ _ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar's [Bb] got a [Bbm] story [Gbm] to tell
of hard-earned [Ab] hope and [Db] unshed tears.
_ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar [Bb] rings [Gb] like a bell
it's gonna keep on [Ab] ringing for [Db] a thousand years. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The late great Booker White sang straight from his heart.
_ Everyone who [Ab] heard him knows it's [Db] true. _
He spanked that shiny guitar just like a drum
across the Mississippi [Ab] Delta, Europe [Db] too. _
_ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar's [Bbm] got a story to [Db] tell
[Gb] of boxcars [Ab] and scars, [Db] moonshine and beer.
_ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar [Bbm] rings like [Eb] a bell
it's gonna keep on [Ab] ringing for a [Db] thousand years. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar's got [Bb] a [Gb] story to [Db] tell
[Ebm] a story the [Ab] world needs to [Db] hear.
_ _ _ [Gb] _ [Ab] Booker's guitar _
[Bb] [Gb] rings like a bell
[Ebm] it's gonna keep on ringing [Ab] for a [Db] thousand years. _ _ _ _ _ _
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