Playboys of the Southwestern World Chords by Blake Shelton
Tempo:
145.95 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
Am
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
[D]
[G]
This is a song about [D] best friends.
[G] John Roy [C] was a boy I knew [G] since he was [D] three and I was two.
[G] Grew up two [C] little houses down [D] from me.
[G]
The only two fat apples on our [C] family tree, [G] kinda ripened and rotted [D] in our puberty.
[G] Two kindred [C] spirits bound by [D] destiny.
Well [Em] I was smart but [D] I lacked ambition.
[C] Johnny was [G] wild and no inhibition.
[C] Was about [G] like mixing [C] fire [G] and [D] gasoline.
And he'd [G] say, hey [C] Romeo,
[G] let's go down [D] to Mexico.
[G] Chasein' your readers, drink ourselves silly.
Show them Mexican girls a [D] couple real hillbillies.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash in [C] that old four truck.
[G] Fuzzy cat hangin' from [D] the mirror's blood.
[C] Said don't [G] you know [A] all those little [G] brown [D]-eyed girls.
Won't play boys of [G] the Southwestern world.
La la [C] la, la la la, la [G] la la, la la la [D] la.
[G] La la la, [C] la la la, la [G] la la, la la la la.
[D]
[G] Long around our 18th year, we found two airplane tickets [D] to hell out of here.
[G] Got scholarships to some small town school [D] in Texas.
[G] We learned to drink sangrias [C] till the dawn's early [G] light,
eat eggs, rancheros, [D] and throw up all night,
[G] and tell those daddy's girls we were majoring [D] in a rodeo.
Oh, but [Em] my favorite memory [D] of school that fall
[C] was the night John Roy [G] came running down the hall
[C] wearing nothing [G] but cowboy [Am] boots and [G] a big [D] sombrero.
And he was yelling,
[G] Hey, Romeo, let's go down [D] to Mexico.
[G] Chasing your readers, [C] drank ourselves [G] silly,
showed them Mexican girls a [D] couple real hillbillies.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash in [C] that old Ford truck,
[G] buzzed your cat hanging from [D] her mirror for luck.
[C] Said, don't [G] you know all [Am] those little [G] brown [D]-eyed girls
won't play boys of the [G] southwestern world.
La [C]-la-la-la-la [G]-la-la-la-la-la-la [D] -la.
[G] La-la-la [C]-la-la-la-la-la [G]-la-la-la [D]-la-la-la.
And [Am] I'd say we had a little [Em] change in plans,
[C] like when Paul McCartney [G] got busted in Japan.
[C] And I'd say we [G] got [Am] waylaid when we set [G] foot on [D] Mexican [C] soil.
[Bm] [D]
You see, [G] the border guard with a Fu Manchu mustache
kind of stumbled on John's pocket [D] full of American cash.
[G] He said, doing a little [C] funny business in Mexico, [G] [D] amigo.
But [Em] all I could think about was [D] saving my own tail
[G] when he mentioned ten years in a Mexican jail.
[C] So I pointed to [G] John Roe and [Am]
said, [G] it's all his.
[D] Now please let me go.
[G] I mean, it was your [D] idea, genius.
I was just laying there in bed when you said,
[G]
Hey, [C] Romeo,
[G] let's go down [D] to Mexico.
[G] Chase Senoritas, [C] drink ourselves silly.
[G] Show them Mexican girls [D] a couple real hillbilly.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash [C] in that old four-truck.
[G] Fuzzy cat hanging from the [D] mirror for love.
[C] Said, don't [G] you know [C] all those little [G] brown-eyed [D]
girls
want [Dm] playboys of [G] the South?
[C] Well, playboys from [G] the Southwestern world.
[D] Ah, we're still best [G]
friends.
[C] [G] Pepper A Salmon.
[D] [G] [C] [G]
[D]
[G]
This is a song about [D] best friends.
[G] John Roy [C] was a boy I knew [G] since he was [D] three and I was two.
[G] Grew up two [C] little houses down [D] from me.
[G]
The only two fat apples on our [C] family tree, [G] kinda ripened and rotted [D] in our puberty.
[G] Two kindred [C] spirits bound by [D] destiny.
Well [Em] I was smart but [D] I lacked ambition.
[C] Johnny was [G] wild and no inhibition.
[C] Was about [G] like mixing [C] fire [G] and [D] gasoline.
And he'd [G] say, hey [C] Romeo,
[G] let's go down [D] to Mexico.
[G] Chasein' your readers, drink ourselves silly.
Show them Mexican girls a [D] couple real hillbillies.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash in [C] that old four truck.
[G] Fuzzy cat hangin' from [D] the mirror's blood.
[C] Said don't [G] you know [A] all those little [G] brown [D]-eyed girls.
Won't play boys of [G] the Southwestern world.
La la [C] la, la la la, la [G] la la, la la la [D] la.
[G] La la la, [C] la la la, la [G] la la, la la la la.
[D]
[G] Long around our 18th year, we found two airplane tickets [D] to hell out of here.
[G] Got scholarships to some small town school [D] in Texas.
[G] We learned to drink sangrias [C] till the dawn's early [G] light,
eat eggs, rancheros, [D] and throw up all night,
[G] and tell those daddy's girls we were majoring [D] in a rodeo.
Oh, but [Em] my favorite memory [D] of school that fall
[C] was the night John Roy [G] came running down the hall
[C] wearing nothing [G] but cowboy [Am] boots and [G] a big [D] sombrero.
And he was yelling,
[G] Hey, Romeo, let's go down [D] to Mexico.
[G] Chasing your readers, [C] drank ourselves [G] silly,
showed them Mexican girls a [D] couple real hillbillies.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash in [C] that old Ford truck,
[G] buzzed your cat hanging from [D] her mirror for luck.
[C] Said, don't [G] you know all [Am] those little [G] brown [D]-eyed girls
won't play boys of the [G] southwestern world.
La [C]-la-la-la-la [G]-la-la-la-la-la-la [D] -la.
[G] La-la-la [C]-la-la-la-la-la [G]-la-la-la [D]-la-la-la.
And [Am] I'd say we had a little [Em] change in plans,
[C] like when Paul McCartney [G] got busted in Japan.
[C] And I'd say we [G] got [Am] waylaid when we set [G] foot on [D] Mexican [C] soil.
[Bm] [D]
You see, [G] the border guard with a Fu Manchu mustache
kind of stumbled on John's pocket [D] full of American cash.
[G] He said, doing a little [C] funny business in Mexico, [G] [D] amigo.
But [Em] all I could think about was [D] saving my own tail
[G] when he mentioned ten years in a Mexican jail.
[C] So I pointed to [G] John Roe and [Am]
said, [G] it's all his.
[D] Now please let me go.
[G] I mean, it was your [D] idea, genius.
I was just laying there in bed when you said,
[G]
Hey, [C] Romeo,
[G] let's go down [D] to Mexico.
[G] Chase Senoritas, [C] drink ourselves silly.
[G] Show them Mexican girls [D] a couple real hillbilly.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash [C] in that old four-truck.
[G] Fuzzy cat hanging from the [D] mirror for love.
[C] Said, don't [G] you know [C] all those little [G] brown-eyed [D]
girls
want [Dm] playboys of [G] the South?
[C] Well, playboys from [G] the Southwestern world.
[D] Ah, we're still best [G]
friends.
[C] [G] Pepper A Salmon.
[D] [G] [C] [G]
Key:
G
D
C
Am
Em
G
D
C
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
This is a song about [D] best friends. _
[G] _ John Roy [C] was a boy I knew [G] since he was [D] three and I was two.
[G] Grew up two [C] little houses down [D] from me.
_ _ _ _ [G] _
The only two fat apples on our [C] family tree, [G] kinda ripened and rotted [D] in our puberty. _
[G] Two kindred [C] spirits bound by [D] destiny.
_ _ _ _ _ Well [Em] I was smart but [D] I lacked ambition.
[C] _ Johnny was [G] wild and no inhibition.
[C] Was about [G] like mixing [C] fire [G] and [D] gasoline.
_ _ _ _ And he'd [G] say, hey _ _ _ [C] Romeo, _
[G] let's go down [D] to Mexico. _
[G] _ Chasein' your readers, drink ourselves silly.
Show them Mexican girls a [D] couple real hillbillies.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash in [C] that old four truck.
[G] Fuzzy cat hangin' from [D] the mirror's blood.
[C] Said don't [G] you know [A] all those little [G] brown [D]-eyed girls.
_ Won't play boys of [G] the Southwestern world.
La la [C] la, la la la, la [G] la la, la la la [D] la. _ _
[G] _ La la la, [C] la la la, la [G] la la, la _ la la la.
[D] _ _ _
[G] Long around our 18th year, we found two airplane tickets [D] to hell out of here.
[G] Got scholarships to some small town school [D] in Texas.
_ _ _ _ [G] We learned to drink sangrias [C] till the dawn's early [G] light,
eat eggs, rancheros, [D] and throw up all night,
[G] and tell those daddy's girls we were majoring [D] in a rodeo.
_ _ _ Oh, but [Em] my favorite memory [D] of school that fall
[C] was the night John Roy [G] came running down the hall
[C] wearing nothing [G] but cowboy [Am] boots and [G] a big [D] sombrero.
_ _ And he was yelling,
[G] Hey, _ _ _ Romeo, _ let's go down [D] to Mexico. _
[G] Chasing your readers, [C] drank ourselves [G] silly,
showed them Mexican girls a [D] couple real hillbillies.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash in [C] that old Ford truck,
[G] buzzed your cat hanging from [D] her mirror for luck.
[C] Said, don't [G] you know all [Am] those little [G] brown [D]-eyed girls
won't play boys of the _ [G] southwestern world.
La [C]-la-la-la-la [G]-la-la-la-la-la-la _ [D] _ -la.
[G] _ La-la-la [C]-la-la-la-la-la [G]-la-la-la [D]-la-la-la.
And [Am] I'd say we had a little [Em] change in plans,
[C] like when Paul McCartney [G] got busted in Japan.
[C] And I'd say we [G] got [Am] waylaid when we set [G] foot on [D] Mexican [C] soil.
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [D] _
_ _ You see, [G] the border guard with a Fu Manchu _ mustache
kind of stumbled on John's pocket [D] full of American cash.
[G] He said, doing a little [C] funny business in Mexico, [G] _ [D] amigo. _ _ _ _ _
But [Em] all I could think about was [D] saving my own tail
[G] when he mentioned ten years in a Mexican jail.
[C] So I pointed to [G] John Roe and [Am]
said, [G] it's all his.
[D] Now please let me go.
[G] I mean, it was your [D] idea, genius.
I was just laying there in bed when you said,
[G] _
_ Hey, _ [C] _ Romeo, _
[G] _ let's go down [D] to Mexico.
_ [G] _ Chase _ Senoritas, [C] drink ourselves silly.
[G] Show them Mexican girls [D] a couple real hillbilly.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash [C] in that old four-truck.
[G] Fuzzy cat hanging from the [D] mirror for love.
[C] Said, don't [G] you know [C] all those little [G] brown-eyed [D]
girls
want [Dm] playboys of [G] the South?
_ [C] Well, playboys from [G] the Southwestern world.
_ [D] _ Ah, we're still best [G]
friends.
_ [C] _ _ _ [G] Pepper A Salmon.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
This is a song about [D] best friends. _
[G] _ John Roy [C] was a boy I knew [G] since he was [D] three and I was two.
[G] Grew up two [C] little houses down [D] from me.
_ _ _ _ [G] _
The only two fat apples on our [C] family tree, [G] kinda ripened and rotted [D] in our puberty. _
[G] Two kindred [C] spirits bound by [D] destiny.
_ _ _ _ _ Well [Em] I was smart but [D] I lacked ambition.
[C] _ Johnny was [G] wild and no inhibition.
[C] Was about [G] like mixing [C] fire [G] and [D] gasoline.
_ _ _ _ And he'd [G] say, hey _ _ _ [C] Romeo, _
[G] let's go down [D] to Mexico. _
[G] _ Chasein' your readers, drink ourselves silly.
Show them Mexican girls a [D] couple real hillbillies.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash in [C] that old four truck.
[G] Fuzzy cat hangin' from [D] the mirror's blood.
[C] Said don't [G] you know [A] all those little [G] brown [D]-eyed girls.
_ Won't play boys of [G] the Southwestern world.
La la [C] la, la la la, la [G] la la, la la la [D] la. _ _
[G] _ La la la, [C] la la la, la [G] la la, la _ la la la.
[D] _ _ _
[G] Long around our 18th year, we found two airplane tickets [D] to hell out of here.
[G] Got scholarships to some small town school [D] in Texas.
_ _ _ _ [G] We learned to drink sangrias [C] till the dawn's early [G] light,
eat eggs, rancheros, [D] and throw up all night,
[G] and tell those daddy's girls we were majoring [D] in a rodeo.
_ _ _ Oh, but [Em] my favorite memory [D] of school that fall
[C] was the night John Roy [G] came running down the hall
[C] wearing nothing [G] but cowboy [Am] boots and [G] a big [D] sombrero.
_ _ And he was yelling,
[G] Hey, _ _ _ Romeo, _ let's go down [D] to Mexico. _
[G] Chasing your readers, [C] drank ourselves [G] silly,
showed them Mexican girls a [D] couple real hillbillies.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash in [C] that old Ford truck,
[G] buzzed your cat hanging from [D] her mirror for luck.
[C] Said, don't [G] you know all [Am] those little [G] brown [D]-eyed girls
won't play boys of the _ [G] southwestern world.
La [C]-la-la-la-la [G]-la-la-la-la-la-la _ [D] _ -la.
[G] _ La-la-la [C]-la-la-la-la-la [G]-la-la-la [D]-la-la-la.
And [Am] I'd say we had a little [Em] change in plans,
[C] like when Paul McCartney [G] got busted in Japan.
[C] And I'd say we [G] got [Am] waylaid when we set [G] foot on [D] Mexican [C] soil.
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [D] _
_ _ You see, [G] the border guard with a Fu Manchu _ mustache
kind of stumbled on John's pocket [D] full of American cash.
[G] He said, doing a little [C] funny business in Mexico, [G] _ [D] amigo. _ _ _ _ _
But [Em] all I could think about was [D] saving my own tail
[G] when he mentioned ten years in a Mexican jail.
[C] So I pointed to [G] John Roe and [Am]
said, [G] it's all his.
[D] Now please let me go.
[G] I mean, it was your [D] idea, genius.
I was just laying there in bed when you said,
[G] _
_ Hey, _ [C] _ Romeo, _
[G] _ let's go down [D] to Mexico.
_ [G] _ Chase _ Senoritas, [C] drink ourselves silly.
[G] Show them Mexican girls [D] a couple real hillbilly.
[G] Got a pocket full of cash [C] in that old four-truck.
[G] Fuzzy cat hanging from the [D] mirror for love.
[C] Said, don't [G] you know [C] all those little [G] brown-eyed [D]
girls
want [Dm] playboys of [G] the South?
_ [C] Well, playboys from [G] the Southwestern world.
_ [D] _ Ah, we're still best [G]
friends.
_ [C] _ _ _ [G] Pepper A Salmon.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _