Dock Boggs Country Blues Chords by Kelly Joe Phelps
Tempo:
95.825 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
Dm
A
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Dm] [D]
[A] [F]
[D] [G]
[D]
Come on you good time people, oh, oh, oh.
Yeah, well I've got no money to spend.
And tomorrow might be my money.
And I [G] never have a [D] dollar or a cent.
Yeah, when I had plenty of money, good people,
and my friends they would gather around.
Just soon as my pocketbook was empty,
not [G] a friend [D] on earth could be found.
More than the last time I [D] saw my little woman, good people.
It [B] went west in her [E] hand.
[D] She drank in a well and drove her boat
[A] with a [G] low down sorry [A] man.
[D] Yeah,
[F] [D]
my papa taught me a plenty good [Dm] people.
[D]
Yeah, my mama taught me more.
Yeah, I don't quit my low down rowdy [A] ways.
[D] Yeah, I'm going to have more trouble than my daughter.
[F]
[D]
Yeah, I wrote my woman [G] a [D] letter, good people.
[G] [D]
[Dm] Yeah, I told her I [Bm] [D] was in jail.
She wrote me back an [A] answer.
[G] Said, honey, I'm also [D] coming to your bed.
I rode all around this old jail house and hated good people.
Forty dollars won't pay my fine.
Hear that corner liquor surrounding my body.
[A]
[G] Lord and the pretty woman [F] waking my mind.
[D]
[Dm]
[D]
Yeah, if I would have listened to my mama, good people.
Yeah, I would end up in jail today.
[G] [E] [D]
Yeah, drinking and shooting and [A] gambling.
[G] Yeah, at home I could not [Dm] stay.
[D] I'll dig a hole, dig a hole in the middle.
Come on, dig a hole in the middle.
Yeah, when I'm dead and buried in my pale face
I'm just praying for the sun you [A] can come and see the way [Dm] you're done.
[G] [D]
[Dm]
[D] [G] [Dm]
[D]
Yeah, I give a man [Dm] cornbread when [D] I'm with good people.
Oh, whiskey when I'm dry.
Pretty women [Dm] surrounding my body.
[A] [G] Well, then bring me heaven when I'm dying.
[D]
[A] [F]
[D] [G]
[D]
Come on you good time people, oh, oh, oh.
Yeah, well I've got no money to spend.
And tomorrow might be my money.
And I [G] never have a [D] dollar or a cent.
Yeah, when I had plenty of money, good people,
and my friends they would gather around.
Just soon as my pocketbook was empty,
not [G] a friend [D] on earth could be found.
More than the last time I [D] saw my little woman, good people.
It [B] went west in her [E] hand.
[D] She drank in a well and drove her boat
[A] with a [G] low down sorry [A] man.
[D] Yeah,
[F] [D]
my papa taught me a plenty good [Dm] people.
[D]
Yeah, my mama taught me more.
Yeah, I don't quit my low down rowdy [A] ways.
[D] Yeah, I'm going to have more trouble than my daughter.
[F]
[D]
Yeah, I wrote my woman [G] a [D] letter, good people.
[G] [D]
[Dm] Yeah, I told her I [Bm] [D] was in jail.
She wrote me back an [A] answer.
[G] Said, honey, I'm also [D] coming to your bed.
I rode all around this old jail house and hated good people.
Forty dollars won't pay my fine.
Hear that corner liquor surrounding my body.
[A]
[G] Lord and the pretty woman [F] waking my mind.
[D]
[Dm]
[D]
Yeah, if I would have listened to my mama, good people.
Yeah, I would end up in jail today.
[G] [E] [D]
Yeah, drinking and shooting and [A] gambling.
[G] Yeah, at home I could not [Dm] stay.
[D] I'll dig a hole, dig a hole in the middle.
Come on, dig a hole in the middle.
Yeah, when I'm dead and buried in my pale face
I'm just praying for the sun you [A] can come and see the way [Dm] you're done.
[G] [D]
[Dm]
[D] [G] [Dm]
[D]
Yeah, I give a man [Dm] cornbread when [D] I'm with good people.
Oh, whiskey when I'm dry.
Pretty women [Dm] surrounding my body.
[A] [G] Well, then bring me heaven when I'm dying.
[D]
Key:
D
G
Dm
A
F
D
G
Dm
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Come on you good time people, oh, oh, _ _ oh.
Yeah, well I've got no money to spend.
_ _ _ _ _ And tomorrow _ might be my money. _ _
And I [G] never have a [D] dollar or a cent. _ _
_ _ _ _ Yeah, when I had plenty of money, good _ people, _ _
_ _ _ _ and my friends they would gather around.
_ Just soon as my pocketbook was empty,
_ _ not [G] a friend [D] on earth could be found.
_ _ More than the last time I [D] saw my little woman, good people. _
_ _ _ _ _ It [B] went west in her [E] hand.
_ [D] _ She drank in a well and drove her boat
[A] _ with a [G] low down sorry [A] man.
[D] Yeah,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ my papa taught me a plenty good [Dm] people.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
Yeah, my mama taught me more.
_ Yeah, I don't quit my low down rowdy [A] ways. _ _
[D] Yeah, I'm going to have more trouble than my daughter.
[F] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Yeah, I wrote my woman [G] a [D] letter, good people.
_ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [Dm] Yeah, I told her I [Bm] [D] was in jail.
She wrote me back an [A] answer.
_ _ [G] Said, honey, I'm also [D] coming to your bed. _ _ _ _ _
I rode all around this old jail house and hated good people. _ _ _ _ _
Forty dollars won't pay my fine.
Hear that corner liquor surrounding my _ body.
[A] _
_ [G] Lord and the pretty woman [F] waking my mind.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, if I would have listened to my mama, good people. _ _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, I would end up in jail today.
[G] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, drinking and shooting and [A] gambling.
_ _ [G] Yeah, at home I could not [Dm] stay.
_ _ [D] _ I'll dig a hole, dig a hole in the middle.
Come on, dig a hole in the middle.
_ Yeah, when I'm dead and buried in my pale face
I'm just praying for the sun you [A] can come and see the way [Dm] you're done.
[G] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Dm] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Yeah, I give a man _ [Dm] cornbread when [D] I'm with good _ people. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Oh, whiskey when I'm dry. _ _
_ _ _ Pretty women _ [Dm] surrounding my body.
[A] _ _ _ [G] Well, then bring me heaven when I'm dying.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Come on you good time people, oh, oh, _ _ oh.
Yeah, well I've got no money to spend.
_ _ _ _ _ And tomorrow _ might be my money. _ _
And I [G] never have a [D] dollar or a cent. _ _
_ _ _ _ Yeah, when I had plenty of money, good _ people, _ _
_ _ _ _ and my friends they would gather around.
_ Just soon as my pocketbook was empty,
_ _ not [G] a friend [D] on earth could be found.
_ _ More than the last time I [D] saw my little woman, good people. _
_ _ _ _ _ It [B] went west in her [E] hand.
_ [D] _ She drank in a well and drove her boat
[A] _ with a [G] low down sorry [A] man.
[D] Yeah,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ my papa taught me a plenty good [Dm] people.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
Yeah, my mama taught me more.
_ Yeah, I don't quit my low down rowdy [A] ways. _ _
[D] Yeah, I'm going to have more trouble than my daughter.
[F] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Yeah, I wrote my woman [G] a [D] letter, good people.
_ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [Dm] Yeah, I told her I [Bm] [D] was in jail.
She wrote me back an [A] answer.
_ _ [G] Said, honey, I'm also [D] coming to your bed. _ _ _ _ _
I rode all around this old jail house and hated good people. _ _ _ _ _
Forty dollars won't pay my fine.
Hear that corner liquor surrounding my _ body.
[A] _
_ [G] Lord and the pretty woman [F] waking my mind.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, if I would have listened to my mama, good people. _ _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, I would end up in jail today.
[G] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, drinking and shooting and [A] gambling.
_ _ [G] Yeah, at home I could not [Dm] stay.
_ _ [D] _ I'll dig a hole, dig a hole in the middle.
Come on, dig a hole in the middle.
_ Yeah, when I'm dead and buried in my pale face
I'm just praying for the sun you [A] can come and see the way [Dm] you're done.
[G] _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Dm] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Yeah, I give a man _ [Dm] cornbread when [D] I'm with good _ people. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Oh, whiskey when I'm dry. _ _
_ _ _ Pretty women _ [Dm] surrounding my body.
[A] _ _ _ [G] Well, then bring me heaven when I'm dying.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _