Chords for Lord Have Mercy On a Country Boy
Tempo:
112.4 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
Bb
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Green [Bb] walking [F] these fields [C] in my bare [F] feet.
There wasn't [Dm] no place [C] I couldn't [F] go
[Bb] with a 22 [F] rifle [C] and a fishing [F] pole.
Well, I [Bb] live [F] in the city, [C] but don't fit [F] in.
[Dm] You know, [Bb] it's a pity [C] the shape [F] I'm in,
but [Bb] I got [F] no home [C] and I got no [F] choice.
Oh [Dm] Lord, [Bb] have mercy [C] on a country [F] boy.
When I was [Dm] young, I [C] remember [F] well,
I'd hunt the wild turkey and [C] the bobwhite [F] quail.
Well, I'd hunt the wild turkey [C] and the [F] bobwhite quail.
The river [Dm] was clear [C] and deep [F] back then,
[Bb] had fishing [F] lines tied [C] to the [F] willow limb.
But [Bb] I live [F] in the city, [C] but don't [F] fit in.
[Dm] You know, [Bb] it's a pity [C] the shape [F] I'm in,
[Bb] but I got [F] no [C] home and I got [F] no choice.
[Dm] Oh [Bb] Lord, have mercy on a [C]
country [F] boy.
Well, they dammed [Dm] the river, [C] they dammed [F] the stream.
[Bb] They cut [F] down the cypress [C] and the sweet gum [F] trees.
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There wasn't [Dm] no place [C] I couldn't [F] go
[Bb] with a 22 [F] rifle [C] and a fishing [F] pole.
Well, I [Bb] live [F] in the city, [C] but don't fit [F] in.
[Dm] You know, [Bb] it's a pity [C] the shape [F] I'm in,
but [Bb] I got [F] no home [C] and I got no [F] choice.
Oh [Dm] Lord, [Bb] have mercy [C] on a country [F] boy.
When I was [Dm] young, I [C] remember [F] well,
I'd hunt the wild turkey and [C] the bobwhite [F] quail.
Well, I'd hunt the wild turkey [C] and the [F] bobwhite quail.
The river [Dm] was clear [C] and deep [F] back then,
[Bb] had fishing [F] lines tied [C] to the [F] willow limb.
But [Bb] I live [F] in the city, [C] but don't [F] fit in.
[Dm] You know, [Bb] it's a pity [C] the shape [F] I'm in,
[Bb] but I got [F] no [C] home and I got [F] no choice.
[Dm] Oh [Bb] Lord, have mercy on a [C]
country [F] boy.
Well, they dammed [Dm] the river, [C] they dammed [F] the stream.
[Bb] They cut [F] down the cypress [C] and the sweet gum [F] trees.
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Key:
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Green _ [Bb] walking [F] these fields [C] in my bare [F] feet.
There wasn't [Dm] no place [C] I couldn't [F] go
[Bb] with a 22 [F] rifle [C] and a fishing [F] pole.
Well, I [Bb] live [F] in the city, [C] but don't fit [F] in.
[Dm] You know, [Bb] it's a pity [C] the shape [F] I'm in,
but [Bb] I got [F] no home [C] and I got no [F] choice.
Oh [Dm] Lord, [Bb] have mercy [C] on a country _ _ [F] boy.
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When I was [Dm] young, I [C] remember [F] well,
I'd hunt the wild turkey and [C] the bobwhite [F] quail. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Well, I'd hunt the wild turkey [C] and the [F] bobwhite quail.
The river [Dm] was clear [C] and deep [F] back then,
[Bb] had fishing [F] lines tied [C] to the [F] willow limb.
But [Bb] I live [F] in the city, [C] but don't [F] fit in.
[Dm] You know, [Bb] it's a pity [C] the shape [F] I'm in,
[Bb] but I got [F] no [C] home and I got [F] no choice.
[Dm] Oh [Bb] Lord, have mercy on a [C]
country _ _ [F] boy. _
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_ _ Well, they dammed [Dm] the river, [C] they dammed [F] the stream.
[Bb] They cut [F] down the cypress [C] and the sweet gum [F] trees.
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There wasn't [Dm] no place [C] I couldn't [F] go
[Bb] with a 22 [F] rifle [C] and a fishing [F] pole.
Well, I [Bb] live [F] in the city, [C] but don't fit [F] in.
[Dm] You know, [Bb] it's a pity [C] the shape [F] I'm in,
but [Bb] I got [F] no home [C] and I got no [F] choice.
Oh [Dm] Lord, [Bb] have mercy [C] on a country _ _ [F] boy.
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When I was [Dm] young, I [C] remember [F] well,
I'd hunt the wild turkey and [C] the bobwhite [F] quail. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Well, I'd hunt the wild turkey [C] and the [F] bobwhite quail.
The river [Dm] was clear [C] and deep [F] back then,
[Bb] had fishing [F] lines tied [C] to the [F] willow limb.
But [Bb] I live [F] in the city, [C] but don't [F] fit in.
[Dm] You know, [Bb] it's a pity [C] the shape [F] I'm in,
[Bb] but I got [F] no [C] home and I got [F] no choice.
[Dm] Oh [Bb] Lord, have mercy on a [C]
country _ _ [F] boy. _
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_ _ Well, they dammed [Dm] the river, [C] they dammed [F] the stream.
[Bb] They cut [F] down the cypress [C] and the sweet gum [F] trees.
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