Chords for Johnny Horton.....Ole Slew Foot (rock version)
Tempo:
150 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
Am
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N] [A] High on [E] the mountain, I [Am] tell you what I [A] see,
A bear tracks, bear tracks, looking back at me.
You better get your rifle or it's too late,
Cause the bear's got a little pig and headed through the [E] gate.
[A]
[E] [A]
He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed,
And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
[E] Oh, Sue, but he's a [Am] mighty, mighty bear,
Feet like [A] a turkey and long brown hair.
He's eleven [E] feet tall [A] and he's twenty feet [E] around.
[A] He's headed up the mountain for us, a whistle of the hound.
[E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E] He ain't never been caught, he ain't [A] never been [E] treed,
And [Am] some folks say he looks a lot like [A] me.
[C]
[A]
[E] [C] [A]
Well, I saved up [E] my money and [A] I bought me some [E] bees,
And he [A] started making honey way up in the tree.
I cut down [E] the tree, but [Am] honey's no [E] good,
[A] Oh, Sue, but he's made himself at home.
[E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E] He ain't [A] never been [E] caught, he ain't never [A] been treed,
And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
Winter's coming [E] on [Am] and it's twenty below,
The river's froze [A] over, so where can he go?
We chase him [E] up the gully [Am] and we run him in the hole,
We shoot him in the bottom and we listen to him yell.
[E] [A]
[E] [A] He ain't [E] never been caught, he [A] ain't never [E] been treed,
And some folks [A] say he looks a lot like [Am] me.
And some folks say he looks a lot like [A] me.
[Am] And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
And some folks say he looks a lot [A] like me.
[Am] And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
A bear tracks, bear tracks, looking back at me.
You better get your rifle or it's too late,
Cause the bear's got a little pig and headed through the [E] gate.
[A]
[E] [A]
He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed,
And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
[E] Oh, Sue, but he's a [Am] mighty, mighty bear,
Feet like [A] a turkey and long brown hair.
He's eleven [E] feet tall [A] and he's twenty feet [E] around.
[A] He's headed up the mountain for us, a whistle of the hound.
[E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E] He ain't never been caught, he ain't [A] never been [E] treed,
And [Am] some folks say he looks a lot like [A] me.
[C]
[A]
[E] [C] [A]
Well, I saved up [E] my money and [A] I bought me some [E] bees,
And he [A] started making honey way up in the tree.
I cut down [E] the tree, but [Am] honey's no [E] good,
[A] Oh, Sue, but he's made himself at home.
[E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E] He ain't [A] never been [E] caught, he ain't never [A] been treed,
And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
Winter's coming [E] on [Am] and it's twenty below,
The river's froze [A] over, so where can he go?
We chase him [E] up the gully [Am] and we run him in the hole,
We shoot him in the bottom and we listen to him yell.
[E] [A]
[E] [A] He ain't [E] never been caught, he [A] ain't never [E] been treed,
And some folks [A] say he looks a lot like [Am] me.
And some folks say he looks a lot like [A] me.
[Am] And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
And some folks say he looks a lot [A] like me.
[Am] And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
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[N] _ _ _ _ [A] High on [E] the mountain, I [Am] tell you what I [A] see,
A bear tracks, bear tracks, looking back at me.
You better get your rifle or it's too late,
Cause the bear's got a little pig and headed through the [E] gate.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _
He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed,
And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
[E] Oh, Sue, but he's a [Am] mighty, mighty bear,
Feet like [A] a turkey and long brown hair.
He's eleven [E] feet tall [A] and he's twenty feet [E] around.
[A] He's headed up the mountain for us, a whistle of the hound.
[E] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] _ _ [E] He ain't never been caught, he ain't [A] never been [E] treed,
And [Am] some folks say he looks a lot like [A] me.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [C] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, I saved up [E] my money and [A] I bought me some [E] bees,
And he [A] started making honey way up in the tree.
I cut down [E] the tree, but [Am] honey's no [E] good,
[A] Oh, Sue, but he's made himself at home.
[E] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [A] _ [E] He ain't [A] never been [E] caught, he ain't never [A] been treed,
And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
Winter's coming [E] on [Am] and it's twenty below,
The river's froze [A] over, so where can he go?
We chase him [E] up the gully [Am] and we run him in the hole,
We shoot him in the bottom and we listen to him yell.
[E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ He ain't [E] never been caught, he [A] ain't never [E] been treed,
And some folks [A] say he looks a lot like [Am] me.
And some folks say he looks a lot like [A] me.
[Am] And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
And some folks say he looks a lot [A] like me.
[Am] And some folks say he looks a lot like me. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
A bear tracks, bear tracks, looking back at me.
You better get your rifle or it's too late,
Cause the bear's got a little pig and headed through the [E] gate.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _
He ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed,
And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
[E] Oh, Sue, but he's a [Am] mighty, mighty bear,
Feet like [A] a turkey and long brown hair.
He's eleven [E] feet tall [A] and he's twenty feet [E] around.
[A] He's headed up the mountain for us, a whistle of the hound.
[E] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] _ _ [E] He ain't never been caught, he ain't [A] never been [E] treed,
And [Am] some folks say he looks a lot like [A] me.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [C] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, I saved up [E] my money and [A] I bought me some [E] bees,
And he [A] started making honey way up in the tree.
I cut down [E] the tree, but [Am] honey's no [E] good,
[A] Oh, Sue, but he's made himself at home.
[E] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [A] _ [E] He ain't [A] never been [E] caught, he ain't never [A] been treed,
And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
Winter's coming [E] on [Am] and it's twenty below,
The river's froze [A] over, so where can he go?
We chase him [E] up the gully [Am] and we run him in the hole,
We shoot him in the bottom and we listen to him yell.
[E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ He ain't [E] never been caught, he [A] ain't never [E] been treed,
And some folks [A] say he looks a lot like [Am] me.
And some folks say he looks a lot like [A] me.
[Am] And some folks say he looks a lot like me.
And some folks say he looks a lot [A] like me.
[Am] And some folks say he looks a lot like me. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _