Chords for Old Crow Medicine Show - "Black-Haired Québécoise"
Tempo:
92.15 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[A]
[D] I was a worn out yank with an empty tank when I seen that sign [A] through the snow.
It was either the bar or Legally Saint-Tyrus so I figured I had [D] to go.
So I walked on in and I seen her grin and I said, Bonsoir, [G] my belle.
I bought her a drink [D] and I started to think [A] that she might have a [D] story to tell.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight,
[D] alright.
[A] Oh what you doing where, [D] belle, where, across [G] my frontiers?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight,
[D] alright.
She says, you're my pal but did you wear sweet and [A] twatty the other?
Et tu, et tu, mon petit chouchou?
Je m'appelle Paul Monchier.
My truck broke down eight miles from town in my French and ain't [G] that good.
But I like your smile [D] and it's worth all the [A] miles that I [D] spend in Harlem, Natalie.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
[A] Oh what you doing where, belle, [D] where, across [G] my frontiers?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
Well my heart was on my sleeve, I was about ready to leave when this stranger he walked [A] through the door.
He said, escusez-moi, I'll take my leave.
And my heart was lying on [D] the floor.
When my wounds were licked and the beer was kicked, it was time to get [G] over this.
I walked outside, [D] the bummy arrived, [A] she came up and gave [D] me a kiss.
Well I walked the miles, that cold was wild, but that kiss sure warmed [A] my heart.
It was just my luck to get to my truck and hear [D] that old engine start.
I got up the road, dropped off my load, feeling easy [G] and free.
I mixed Québécois [D] with my southern drawl, [A] oh well man, the sale [D] I'll be.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
How [A] was you doing when [D] hell went [G] across la frontière?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
[G] [D] C'est soir, tonight, alright.
[A]
[D] I was a worn out yank with an empty tank when I seen that sign [A] through the snow.
It was either the bar or Legally Saint-Tyrus so I figured I had [D] to go.
So I walked on in and I seen her grin and I said, Bonsoir, [G] my belle.
I bought her a drink [D] and I started to think [A] that she might have a [D] story to tell.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight,
[D] alright.
[A] Oh what you doing where, [D] belle, where, across [G] my frontiers?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight,
[D] alright.
She says, you're my pal but did you wear sweet and [A] twatty the other?
Et tu, et tu, mon petit chouchou?
Je m'appelle Paul Monchier.
My truck broke down eight miles from town in my French and ain't [G] that good.
But I like your smile [D] and it's worth all the [A] miles that I [D] spend in Harlem, Natalie.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
[A] Oh what you doing where, belle, [D] where, across [G] my frontiers?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
Well my heart was on my sleeve, I was about ready to leave when this stranger he walked [A] through the door.
He said, escusez-moi, I'll take my leave.
And my heart was lying on [D] the floor.
When my wounds were licked and the beer was kicked, it was time to get [G] over this.
I walked outside, [D] the bummy arrived, [A] she came up and gave [D] me a kiss.
Well I walked the miles, that cold was wild, but that kiss sure warmed [A] my heart.
It was just my luck to get to my truck and hear [D] that old engine start.
I got up the road, dropped off my load, feeling easy [G] and free.
I mixed Québécois [D] with my southern drawl, [A] oh well man, the sale [D] I'll be.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
How [A] was you doing when [D] hell went [G] across la frontière?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
[G] [D] C'est soir, tonight, alright.
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[D] _ _ _ I was a worn out yank with an empty tank when I seen that sign [A] through the snow.
It was either the bar or Legally Saint-Tyrus so I figured I had [D] to go.
So I walked on in and I seen her grin and I said, Bonsoir, [G] my belle.
I bought her a drink [D] and I started to think [A] that she might have a [D] story to tell.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight, _
[D] alright.
_ [A] Oh what you doing where, [D] belle, where, across [G] my frontiers?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight, _
[D] alright.
She says, you're my pal but did you wear sweet and [A] twatty the other?
Et tu, et tu, mon petit chouchou?
Je m'appelle Paul Monchier.
My truck broke down eight miles from town in my French and ain't [G] that good.
But I like your smile [D] and it's worth all the [A] miles that I [D] spend in Harlem, Natalie.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
_ _ [A] Oh what you doing where, belle, [D] where, across [G] my frontiers?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
_ _ Well my heart was on my sleeve, I was about ready to leave when this stranger he walked [A] through the door.
He said, escusez-moi, I'll take my leave.
And my heart was lying on [D] the floor.
When my wounds were licked and the beer was kicked, it was time to get [G] over this.
I walked outside, [D] the bummy arrived, [A] she came up and gave [D] me a kiss.
_ Well I walked the miles, that cold was wild, but that kiss sure warmed [A] my heart.
It was just my luck to get to my truck and hear [D] that old engine start.
I got up the road, dropped off my load, feeling easy [G] and free.
I mixed Québécois [D] with my southern drawl, [A] oh well man, the sale [D] I'll be.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
_ _ How [A] was you doing when [D] hell went [G] across la frontière?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
_ [G] _ [D] C'est soir, tonight, alright. _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ I was a worn out yank with an empty tank when I seen that sign [A] through the snow.
It was either the bar or Legally Saint-Tyrus so I figured I had [D] to go.
So I walked on in and I seen her grin and I said, Bonsoir, [G] my belle.
I bought her a drink [D] and I started to think [A] that she might have a [D] story to tell.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight, _
[D] alright.
_ [A] Oh what you doing where, [D] belle, where, across [G] my frontiers?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight, _
[D] alright.
She says, you're my pal but did you wear sweet and [A] twatty the other?
Et tu, et tu, mon petit chouchou?
Je m'appelle Paul Monchier.
My truck broke down eight miles from town in my French and ain't [G] that good.
But I like your smile [D] and it's worth all the [A] miles that I [D] spend in Harlem, Natalie.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
_ _ [A] Oh what you doing where, belle, [D] where, across [G] my frontiers?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
_ _ Well my heart was on my sleeve, I was about ready to leave when this stranger he walked [A] through the door.
He said, escusez-moi, I'll take my leave.
And my heart was lying on [D] the floor.
When my wounds were licked and the beer was kicked, it was time to get [G] over this.
I walked outside, [D] the bummy arrived, [A] she came up and gave [D] me a kiss.
_ Well I walked the miles, that cold was wild, but that kiss sure warmed [A] my heart.
It was just my luck to get to my truck and hear [D] that old engine start.
I got up the road, dropped off my load, feeling easy [G] and free.
I mixed Québécois [D] with my southern drawl, [A] oh well man, the sale [D] I'll be.
Oh [A] you black head [D] Québécois, let me be your beau-françois.
[G] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
_ _ How [A] was you doing when [D] hell went [G] across la frontière?
[D] C'est soir, [A] tonight, [D] alright.
_ [G] _ [D] C'est soir, tonight, alright. _ _ _ _ _