Chords for Little Birdy and Graveyard Blues by Roscoe Holcomb
Tempo:
130.4 bpm
Chords used:
C
A
Em
G
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bm] [C]
Little [A] birdie, [Em] little birdie, sing to me your [C] song.
Sing [A] it now, [Em] while I'm with you, I can hear you when I'm [C] gone.
Little [A]
birdie, [C] little birdie, why make you fly so high?
[G]
[C] Dissatisfied, dissatisfied, and I will be until I die.
Little [A] birdie, [C] little birdie, why don't I ride me?
I can't fly [A] down, I won't fly down, either, why don't you ride me?
[Em] Lord, you murdered your [C]
own son, and you sure do murder me.
If [A] I were some little birdie, I would never feel my nest on the ground.
[C]
I'd feel my [Em] nest in city girl's bed, for the bad boys never turn me [C] down.
I [A] can't fly down, little birdie, sing to me your song.
Sing it now, [C] while I'm with you, Lord, I won't be with you long.
[G]
I got up this morning, with a blues song in my bed.
Lord, Lord, Lord, I had [D] a dream last night, about a man I loved so much.
I had a chance, I grabbed him out of the dirt this morning, and I fell down on my face.
I sang good old country girl, and I came back to my blues land again.
[C] [D]
[G]
That pretty girl, oh, give me sweet mama, I swear to the end of the line.
That pretty girl, oh, give me good morning, I swear to the end of the line.
She's a [D] pretty woman, but your man, he said he's glad he's good now.
I ran my head up, and I wanted to scream.
I ran my head up, and I wanted to scream.
I [D] woke up this morning, and found he was [G] gone, and I screamed.
Little [A] birdie, [Em] little birdie, sing to me your [C] song.
Sing [A] it now, [Em] while I'm with you, I can hear you when I'm [C] gone.
Little [A]
birdie, [C] little birdie, why make you fly so high?
[G]
[C] Dissatisfied, dissatisfied, and I will be until I die.
Little [A] birdie, [C] little birdie, why don't I ride me?
I can't fly [A] down, I won't fly down, either, why don't you ride me?
[Em] Lord, you murdered your [C]
own son, and you sure do murder me.
If [A] I were some little birdie, I would never feel my nest on the ground.
[C]
I'd feel my [Em] nest in city girl's bed, for the bad boys never turn me [C] down.
I [A] can't fly down, little birdie, sing to me your song.
Sing it now, [C] while I'm with you, Lord, I won't be with you long.
[G]
I got up this morning, with a blues song in my bed.
Lord, Lord, Lord, I had [D] a dream last night, about a man I loved so much.
I had a chance, I grabbed him out of the dirt this morning, and I fell down on my face.
I sang good old country girl, and I came back to my blues land again.
[C] [D]
[G]
That pretty girl, oh, give me sweet mama, I swear to the end of the line.
That pretty girl, oh, give me good morning, I swear to the end of the line.
She's a [D] pretty woman, but your man, he said he's glad he's good now.
I ran my head up, and I wanted to scream.
I ran my head up, and I wanted to scream.
I [D] woke up this morning, and found he was [G] gone, and I screamed.
Key:
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A
Em
G
D
C
A
Em
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Little [A] birdie, _ _ _ [Em] little birdie, sing to me your [C] song. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Sing [A] it now, _ _ [Em] _ while I'm with you, I can hear you when I'm [C] gone. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Little [A]
birdie, _ _ _ [C] little birdie, why make you fly so high? _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [C] Dissatisfied, dissatisfied, and I will be until I _ die. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Little [A] _ birdie, _ _ [C] little birdie, why don't I ride me? _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I can't fly [A] _ down, _ _ _ I won't fly down, either, why don't you ride me?
_ _ _ _ [Em] Lord, you murdered _ your _ _ _ [C]
own son, and you sure do murder me. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
If [A] I were _ _ some little birdie, I would never feel my nest on the ground.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
I'd feel my _ _ _ _ [Em] nest in city girl's bed, for the bad boys never turn me [C] down. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I [A] can't fly _ down, _ _ little birdie, sing to me your song.
_ _ _ _ Sing it now, _ _ _ [C] while I'm with you, Lord, I won't be with you long.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I got _ up _ _ _ this morning, _ _ _ _ with a blues _ song _ _ in my bed.
Lord, Lord, Lord, _ _ _ _ I had [D] a dream last _ _ night, about a man I loved so much. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I had a chance, I grabbed him out _ _ of the dirt this morning, _ _ _ _ _ _ and I fell _ _ down _ _ on my face. _ _
_ _ _ _ I sang good old country girl, _ _ _ and I came back to my blues land again. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ That pretty girl, _ _ _ _ oh, give me sweet mama, _ _ _ I swear to the end of the line.
_ _ _ _ That pretty girl, oh, _ give me good morning, _ _ I swear to the end of the line.
_ _ She's a [D] pretty woman, _ _ _ but your man, he said he's glad he's good now. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I ran _ my _ _ head up, _ _ _ and I wanted to scream. _ _ _ _ _
_ I ran _ _ my _ _ head up, _ _ and I wanted to scream.
_ _ _ I [D] woke up this morning, _ _ _ and found he was [G] gone, and I screamed. _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Little [A] birdie, _ _ _ [Em] little birdie, sing to me your [C] song. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Sing [A] it now, _ _ [Em] _ while I'm with you, I can hear you when I'm [C] gone. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Little [A]
birdie, _ _ _ [C] little birdie, why make you fly so high? _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [C] Dissatisfied, dissatisfied, and I will be until I _ die. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Little [A] _ birdie, _ _ [C] little birdie, why don't I ride me? _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I can't fly [A] _ down, _ _ _ I won't fly down, either, why don't you ride me?
_ _ _ _ [Em] Lord, you murdered _ your _ _ _ [C]
own son, and you sure do murder me. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
If [A] I were _ _ some little birdie, I would never feel my nest on the ground.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
I'd feel my _ _ _ _ [Em] nest in city girl's bed, for the bad boys never turn me [C] down. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I [A] can't fly _ down, _ _ little birdie, sing to me your song.
_ _ _ _ Sing it now, _ _ _ [C] while I'm with you, Lord, I won't be with you long.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I got _ up _ _ _ this morning, _ _ _ _ with a blues _ song _ _ in my bed.
Lord, Lord, Lord, _ _ _ _ I had [D] a dream last _ _ night, about a man I loved so much. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I had a chance, I grabbed him out _ _ of the dirt this morning, _ _ _ _ _ _ and I fell _ _ down _ _ on my face. _ _
_ _ _ _ I sang good old country girl, _ _ _ and I came back to my blues land again. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ That pretty girl, _ _ _ _ oh, give me sweet mama, _ _ _ I swear to the end of the line.
_ _ _ _ That pretty girl, oh, _ give me good morning, _ _ I swear to the end of the line.
_ _ She's a [D] pretty woman, _ _ _ but your man, he said he's glad he's good now. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I ran _ my _ _ head up, _ _ _ and I wanted to scream. _ _ _ _ _
_ I ran _ _ my _ _ head up, _ _ and I wanted to scream.
_ _ _ I [D] woke up this morning, _ _ _ and found he was [G] gone, and I screamed. _ _ _