Chords for Herman Brood - Champagne & wine
Tempo:
89.05 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
F#
B
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
Sitting and thinking, [A] places [E] I've roamed, of all these girls [A] that [E] I've known, of all
these [A] chicks [E] I've met, you're the one that I [A] can't [E] forget.
I've seen dancing, [A] crude repair town, [B] don't we quit and play, [E] I sure ain't gonna let her down.
Remember Sad [A] Street, where we used to [B] meet, making love, [E] nobody but you and me.
[F#] Champagne and wine, [E] oh, that's what you're gonna [F#] get, Mom.
[E] Champagne and wine, honey, [A] that's what you're gonna [E] see, Mom.
[E] If he just ain't got me, a little bit [A] too long, come [E] sit by me.
I said, I'm gonna be your honey, you know, [A] knocking on [E] your door.
I've never seen one, [A] I was [E] beautiful.
I'll be mad [A] now, for the grown [B] man, you got me eaten [E] from the tip of your hand.
I don't mind [A] it, long as you're [B] feeling, the love of an [E] ounce of sympathy.
[F#] Champagne and wine, [E] oh, that's what you're gonna [F#] get, honey.
Well, listen, [E] you know, every day, [Em] it's gonna be like Sunday.
[E] Every night, y'all, it's gonna show stars in the sky.
[A] [E] Champagne and wine, cocaine, [A] champagne, run around, [E] poor boy's brain.
Too much of the [A] good and too much [E] of the bright, much protection, [A] you never [E] had to fight.
Some kick a dick, some hit a doll shot, some get overloaded.
[A] Some [E] have no, some, some need comfort, [A] some [E] try to catch the breeze.
Some act like a holy [A] virgin, Chinese monk, [E] queen of the street.
Too much of the good and too much of the bright, boy, I had to break.
Well, stick out my hand, never had to fight.
Champagne, cocaine, poor boy's brain.
[F#] Champagne [E] and wine.
Champagne and wine.
[A] [E]
Sitting and thinking, [A] places [E] I've roamed, of all these girls [A] that [E] I've known, of all
these [A] chicks [E] I've met, you're the one that I [A] can't [E] forget.
I've seen dancing, [A] crude repair town, [B] don't we quit and play, [E] I sure ain't gonna let her down.
Remember Sad [A] Street, where we used to [B] meet, making love, [E] nobody but you and me.
[F#] Champagne and wine, [E] oh, that's what you're gonna [F#] get, Mom.
[E] Champagne and wine, honey, [A] that's what you're gonna [E] see, Mom.
[E] If he just ain't got me, a little bit [A] too long, come [E] sit by me.
I said, I'm gonna be your honey, you know, [A] knocking on [E] your door.
I've never seen one, [A] I was [E] beautiful.
I'll be mad [A] now, for the grown [B] man, you got me eaten [E] from the tip of your hand.
I don't mind [A] it, long as you're [B] feeling, the love of an [E] ounce of sympathy.
[F#] Champagne and wine, [E] oh, that's what you're gonna [F#] get, honey.
Well, listen, [E] you know, every day, [Em] it's gonna be like Sunday.
[E] Every night, y'all, it's gonna show stars in the sky.
[A] [E] Champagne and wine, cocaine, [A] champagne, run around, [E] poor boy's brain.
Too much of the [A] good and too much [E] of the bright, much protection, [A] you never [E] had to fight.
Some kick a dick, some hit a doll shot, some get overloaded.
[A] Some [E] have no, some, some need comfort, [A] some [E] try to catch the breeze.
Some act like a holy [A] virgin, Chinese monk, [E] queen of the street.
Too much of the good and too much of the bright, boy, I had to break.
Well, stick out my hand, never had to fight.
Champagne, cocaine, poor boy's brain.
[F#] Champagne [E] and wine.
Champagne and wine.
[A] [E]
Key:
E
A
F#
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Em
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A
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_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Sitting and thinking, [A] places [E] I've roamed, of all these girls [A] that [E] I've known, of all
these [A] chicks [E] I've met, _ you're the one that I [A] can't [E] forget.
_ _ I've seen dancing, [A] crude repair town, [B] _ don't we quit and play, [E] I sure ain't gonna let her down.
_ Remember Sad [A] Street, where we used to [B] meet, making love, [E] nobody but you and me.
_ _ _ _ [F#] Champagne and wine, _ [E] oh, that's what you're gonna [F#] get, Mom. _ _
_ [E] _ Champagne and wine, honey, [A] that's what you're gonna [E] see, Mom.
[E] If he just ain't got me, a little bit [A] too long, come [E] sit by me.
I said, I'm gonna be your honey, you know, [A] knocking on [E] your door.
_ _ I've never seen one, [A] I was [E] beautiful.
_ _ I'll be mad [A] now, for the grown [B] man, you got me eaten [E] from the tip of your hand.
I don't mind [A] it, long as you're [B] feeling, the love of an [E] ounce of sympathy.
_ _ _ _ [F#] Champagne and wine, _ [E] oh, that's what you're gonna [F#] get, honey.
Well, listen, [E] you know, every day, [Em] it's gonna be like Sunday.
[E] Every night, y'all, it's gonna show stars in the sky.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ [E] Champagne and wine, _ _ cocaine, [A] champagne, run around, [E] poor boy's brain.
Too much of the [A] good and too much [E] of the bright, much protection, [A] you never [E] had to fight.
_ Some kick a dick, some hit a doll shot, some get overloaded.
_ [A] Some [E] have no, some, some need comfort, [A] some [E] try to catch the breeze.
Some act like a holy [A] virgin, Chinese monk, [E] queen of the street.
Too much of the good and too much of the bright, boy, I had to break.
Well, stick out my hand, never had to fight.
Champagne, cocaine, poor boy's brain.
[F#] Champagne [E] and wine.
_ _ _ _ _ Champagne and wine.
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Sitting and thinking, [A] places [E] I've roamed, of all these girls [A] that [E] I've known, of all
these [A] chicks [E] I've met, _ you're the one that I [A] can't [E] forget.
_ _ I've seen dancing, [A] crude repair town, [B] _ don't we quit and play, [E] I sure ain't gonna let her down.
_ Remember Sad [A] Street, where we used to [B] meet, making love, [E] nobody but you and me.
_ _ _ _ [F#] Champagne and wine, _ [E] oh, that's what you're gonna [F#] get, Mom. _ _
_ [E] _ Champagne and wine, honey, [A] that's what you're gonna [E] see, Mom.
[E] If he just ain't got me, a little bit [A] too long, come [E] sit by me.
I said, I'm gonna be your honey, you know, [A] knocking on [E] your door.
_ _ I've never seen one, [A] I was [E] beautiful.
_ _ I'll be mad [A] now, for the grown [B] man, you got me eaten [E] from the tip of your hand.
I don't mind [A] it, long as you're [B] feeling, the love of an [E] ounce of sympathy.
_ _ _ _ [F#] Champagne and wine, _ [E] oh, that's what you're gonna [F#] get, honey.
Well, listen, [E] you know, every day, [Em] it's gonna be like Sunday.
[E] Every night, y'all, it's gonna show stars in the sky.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ [E] Champagne and wine, _ _ cocaine, [A] champagne, run around, [E] poor boy's brain.
Too much of the [A] good and too much [E] of the bright, much protection, [A] you never [E] had to fight.
_ Some kick a dick, some hit a doll shot, some get overloaded.
_ [A] Some [E] have no, some, some need comfort, [A] some [E] try to catch the breeze.
Some act like a holy [A] virgin, Chinese monk, [E] queen of the street.
Too much of the good and too much of the bright, boy, I had to break.
Well, stick out my hand, never had to fight.
Champagne, cocaine, poor boy's brain.
[F#] Champagne [E] and wine.
_ _ _ _ _ Champagne and wine.
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