Chords for Malpass Brothers - BJ the DJ
Tempo:
86.25 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[B] [E]
A story about a pal of mine Who worked down near the Georgia line
DJ'ing in a little [B] country station Everybody loved him dear
He played what they liked to hear He built himself up quite [E] a reputation
At record hops he stayed out late And his mom would always wait
To see if he had made it there [B] alright Oh, then she'd say a little prayer
He'd be saved for he was there She'd wait up for him again [E] the night
DJ, the DJ, you're livin' [B] much too fast And if you don't change your ways
Don't see how [E] you can last Well, every morning just past four
From the driveway he would roar Oh, there'd slap and he was [Bm] late again
[B] Oh, then at breakneck speed he'd drive To sign the station on at five
He had lots of records [E] he must spend His mom sat by the radio
Until his voice told her hello She knew then that he'd made it [B] there alright
Oh, then she'd say a little prayer For he'd be saved for he was there
And she'd wait up for him [E] again the night Oh, then one cold and rainy morning
All four tires were badly worn But still he scratched off just as [B] fast as time
That DJ had a lot of nerve And he completely missed the curve
And he signed off down near the [E] Georgia line
His mom sat by the radio The voice she heard she didn't know
DJ'd never been this late [B] before But with that rain so bad and all
She'd wait a while before she called Then she heard a knock upon the [E] door
Three day the DJ only twenty-four A wreck at ninety miles an hour
He'll spin the [B] hits no [E] more
A story about a pal of mine Who worked down near the Georgia line
DJ'ing in a little [B] country station Everybody loved him dear
He played what they liked to hear He built himself up quite [E] a reputation
At record hops he stayed out late And his mom would always wait
To see if he had made it there [B] alright Oh, then she'd say a little prayer
He'd be saved for he was there She'd wait up for him again [E] the night
DJ, the DJ, you're livin' [B] much too fast And if you don't change your ways
Don't see how [E] you can last Well, every morning just past four
From the driveway he would roar Oh, there'd slap and he was [Bm] late again
[B] Oh, then at breakneck speed he'd drive To sign the station on at five
He had lots of records [E] he must spend His mom sat by the radio
Until his voice told her hello She knew then that he'd made it [B] there alright
Oh, then she'd say a little prayer For he'd be saved for he was there
And she'd wait up for him [E] again the night Oh, then one cold and rainy morning
All four tires were badly worn But still he scratched off just as [B] fast as time
That DJ had a lot of nerve And he completely missed the curve
And he signed off down near the [E] Georgia line
His mom sat by the radio The voice she heard she didn't know
DJ'd never been this late [B] before But with that rain so bad and all
She'd wait a while before she called Then she heard a knock upon the [E] door
Three day the DJ only twenty-four A wreck at ninety miles an hour
He'll spin the [B] hits no [E] more
Key:
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A story about a pal of mine Who worked down near the Georgia line
DJ'ing in a little [B] country station _ Everybody _ loved him dear
He played what they liked to hear He built himself up quite [E] a reputation _
At record hops he stayed out late And his mom would always wait
To see if he had made it there [B] alright _ _ Oh, then she'd say a little prayer
He'd be saved for he was there She'd wait up for him again [E] the night
_ _ DJ, the DJ, you're livin' [B] much too fast And if you don't change your ways
Don't see how [E] you can last Well, every morning just past four
From the driveway he would roar Oh, there'd slap and he was [Bm] late again
[B] _ Oh, then at breakneck speed he'd drive To sign the station on at five
He had lots of records [E] he must spend His mom sat by the radio
Until his voice told her hello She knew then that he'd made it [B] there alright
_ _ Oh, then she'd say a little prayer For he'd be saved for he was there
And she'd wait up for him [E] again the night _ Oh, then one cold and rainy morning
All four tires were badly worn But still he scratched off just as [B] fast as time
_ That DJ had a lot of nerve And he completely missed the curve
And he signed off down near the [E] Georgia line
_ His mom sat by the radio The voice she heard she didn't know
DJ'd never been this late [B] before _ But with that rain so bad and all
She'd wait a while before she called Then she heard a knock upon the [E] door
_ _ Three day the DJ only twenty-four A wreck at ninety miles an hour
He'll spin the [B] hits no [E] more _ _
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A story about a pal of mine Who worked down near the Georgia line
DJ'ing in a little [B] country station _ Everybody _ loved him dear
He played what they liked to hear He built himself up quite [E] a reputation _
At record hops he stayed out late And his mom would always wait
To see if he had made it there [B] alright _ _ Oh, then she'd say a little prayer
He'd be saved for he was there She'd wait up for him again [E] the night
_ _ DJ, the DJ, you're livin' [B] much too fast And if you don't change your ways
Don't see how [E] you can last Well, every morning just past four
From the driveway he would roar Oh, there'd slap and he was [Bm] late again
[B] _ Oh, then at breakneck speed he'd drive To sign the station on at five
He had lots of records [E] he must spend His mom sat by the radio
Until his voice told her hello She knew then that he'd made it [B] there alright
_ _ Oh, then she'd say a little prayer For he'd be saved for he was there
And she'd wait up for him [E] again the night _ Oh, then one cold and rainy morning
All four tires were badly worn But still he scratched off just as [B] fast as time
_ That DJ had a lot of nerve And he completely missed the curve
And he signed off down near the [E] Georgia line
_ His mom sat by the radio The voice she heard she didn't know
DJ'd never been this late [B] before _ But with that rain so bad and all
She'd wait a while before she called Then she heard a knock upon the [E] door
_ _ Three day the DJ only twenty-four A wreck at ninety miles an hour
He'll spin the [B] hits no [E] more _ _
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