Chords for Lou Reid on Canadian TV
Tempo:
110.15 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
F#m
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, welcome to Canada.
Thank you, sir.
How does it feel to be here now?
Everybody taking good care of you?
I'm so happy, absolutely.
You've made a lot of friends, eh?
A lot of friends.
You do make a lot of friends with music, don't you?
Well, you know, it's almost a family type music.
It's bluegrass music, you know, just all the families gather together.
They just have big jam sessions, you know.
You know that you're driving Pauly Bear crazy, you know that?
Well, maybe I need to go take him for a drive then.
Why don't you do that?
Take him for a ride, will you?
Here's Lou Reed, Pauly Bear and their friends sing
Tennessee Bag Raws!
[F#m] [E] [A] [D] [A]
[E] [A] [F#m] [E]
[B] [A]
[D]
[E] [D] [E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E] [A]
[D]
[E] [A] My life I dreamed of was just a [E] fantasy
[A] With a half a million people, [E] I never felt so all [A] alone
[D] And I found [E] myself dreaming of the place I once [F#m] called home
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
[D] I'm on the [A] [E] walk, Tennessee [F#] Bag Raws
No [A] place I'd rather be than a woman down [E] [A] [F#m]
[A]
[E] [F#m]
[A]
the road
Out packing [E] up my suitcase, packing up my pride
[D] I'm driving this [E] old pickup down the [Em] mountainside
[A] And when I see my mom, I'll tell her I was wrong
[D] Heading [A] back to Dixie, cause that's where I belong
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
I'm on the walk, that old dirt road where the river [E] flows
[F#m] In the Tennessee Bag Raws, no [D] place [A] I'd rather be
Than a woman down the back road to the hills of Tennessee
[F#m]
[E] [D] [A] [Dm] [A]
[E] [F#m]
[A]
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
I'm on the walk, that old dirt road where the [E] river winds
[F#m] In the Tennessee Bag Raws, [D] no place I'd rather be
Than [A] a woman down the back road to the hills [F#m] of Tennessee
[E] Than a woman down the back road to the hills of [A] Tennessee
[N]
With a song that allows us to discover his personal writing
Here is Marcel Soulodre who sings for us for a missing madman
[Em] [C] [N]
Thank you, sir.
How does it feel to be here now?
Everybody taking good care of you?
I'm so happy, absolutely.
You've made a lot of friends, eh?
A lot of friends.
You do make a lot of friends with music, don't you?
Well, you know, it's almost a family type music.
It's bluegrass music, you know, just all the families gather together.
They just have big jam sessions, you know.
You know that you're driving Pauly Bear crazy, you know that?
Well, maybe I need to go take him for a drive then.
Why don't you do that?
Take him for a ride, will you?
Here's Lou Reed, Pauly Bear and their friends sing
Tennessee Bag Raws!
[F#m] [E] [A] [D] [A]
[E] [A] [F#m] [E]
[B] [A]
[D]
[E] [D] [E]
[A] [E]
[A] [E] [A]
[D]
[E] [A] My life I dreamed of was just a [E] fantasy
[A] With a half a million people, [E] I never felt so all [A] alone
[D] And I found [E] myself dreaming of the place I once [F#m] called home
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
[D] I'm on the [A] [E] walk, Tennessee [F#] Bag Raws
No [A] place I'd rather be than a woman down [E] [A] [F#m]
[A]
[E] [F#m]
[A]
the road
Out packing [E] up my suitcase, packing up my pride
[D] I'm driving this [E] old pickup down the [Em] mountainside
[A] And when I see my mom, I'll tell her I was wrong
[D] Heading [A] back to Dixie, cause that's where I belong
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
I'm on the walk, that old dirt road where the river [E] flows
[F#m] In the Tennessee Bag Raws, no [D] place [A] I'd rather be
Than a woman down the back road to the hills of Tennessee
[F#m]
[E] [D] [A] [Dm] [A]
[E] [F#m]
[A]
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
I'm on the walk, that old dirt road where the [E] river winds
[F#m] In the Tennessee Bag Raws, [D] no place I'd rather be
Than [A] a woman down the back road to the hills [F#m] of Tennessee
[E] Than a woman down the back road to the hills of [A] Tennessee
[N]
With a song that allows us to discover his personal writing
Here is Marcel Soulodre who sings for us for a missing madman
[Em] [C] [N]
Key:
A
E
D
F#m
Em
A
E
D
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, welcome to Canada.
Thank you, sir.
How does it feel to be here now?
Everybody taking good care of you?
I'm so happy, absolutely.
You've made a lot of friends, eh?
A lot of friends.
You do make a lot of friends with music, don't you?
Well, you know, it's almost a family type music.
It's bluegrass music, you know, just all the families gather together.
They just have big jam sessions, you know.
You know that you're driving Pauly Bear crazy, you know that?
Well, maybe I need to go take him for a drive then.
Why don't you do that?
Take him for a ride, will you?
Here's Lou Reed, Pauly Bear and their friends sing
_ Tennessee Bag _ Raws! _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ [E] _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [E] _
_ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ [A] _ _ My life I dreamed of was just a [E] fantasy
_ [A] With a half a million people, [E] I never felt so all [A] alone
[D] And I found [E] myself dreaming of the place I once [F#m] called home
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
[D] I'm on the [A] _ _ _ [E] _ walk, Tennessee [F#] Bag Raws
No [A] place I'd rather be than a woman down _ [E] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
the road
_ _ Out packing [E] up my suitcase, packing up my pride
[D] I'm driving this [E] old pickup down the [Em] mountainside
[A] And when I see my mom, I'll tell her I was wrong
[D] Heading [A] back to Dixie, cause that's where I belong
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
I'm on the walk, that old dirt road where the river [E] flows
[F#m] In the Tennessee Bag Raws, no [D] place [A] I'd rather be
Than a woman down the back road to the hills of Tennessee
_ _ [F#m] _ _
[E] _ [D] _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
I'm on the walk, that old dirt road where the [E] river winds
[F#m] In the Tennessee Bag Raws, [D] no place I'd rather be
Than [A] a woman down the back road to the hills [F#m] of Tennessee
_ [E] Than a woman down the back road to the hills of [A] Tennessee _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
With a song that allows us to discover his personal writing
Here is Marcel Soulodre who sings for us for a missing madman _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [C] _ [N] _
Thank you, sir.
How does it feel to be here now?
Everybody taking good care of you?
I'm so happy, absolutely.
You've made a lot of friends, eh?
A lot of friends.
You do make a lot of friends with music, don't you?
Well, you know, it's almost a family type music.
It's bluegrass music, you know, just all the families gather together.
They just have big jam sessions, you know.
You know that you're driving Pauly Bear crazy, you know that?
Well, maybe I need to go take him for a drive then.
Why don't you do that?
Take him for a ride, will you?
Here's Lou Reed, Pauly Bear and their friends sing
_ Tennessee Bag _ Raws! _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ [E] _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [E] _
_ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ [A] _ _ My life I dreamed of was just a [E] fantasy
_ [A] With a half a million people, [E] I never felt so all [A] alone
[D] And I found [E] myself dreaming of the place I once [F#m] called home
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
[D] I'm on the [A] _ _ _ [E] _ walk, Tennessee [F#] Bag Raws
No [A] place I'd rather be than a woman down _ [E] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
the road
_ _ Out packing [E] up my suitcase, packing up my pride
[D] I'm driving this [E] old pickup down the [Em] mountainside
[A] And when I see my mom, I'll tell her I was wrong
[D] Heading [A] back to Dixie, cause that's where I belong
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
I'm on the walk, that old dirt road where the river [E] flows
[F#m] In the Tennessee Bag Raws, no [D] place [A] I'd rather be
Than a woman down the back road to the hills of Tennessee
_ _ [F#m] _ _
[E] _ [D] _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
In the Tennessee Bag Raws, in the shadow of the pies
I'm on the walk, that old dirt road where the [E] river winds
[F#m] In the Tennessee Bag Raws, [D] no place I'd rather be
Than [A] a woman down the back road to the hills [F#m] of Tennessee
_ [E] Than a woman down the back road to the hills of [A] Tennessee _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
With a song that allows us to discover his personal writing
Here is Marcel Soulodre who sings for us for a missing madman _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [C] _ [N] _