Chords for Pot Can't Call The Kettle Black - Jerry Jeff Walker
Tempo:
81.9 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Bb
Db
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb] Lace your [Bbm] shoes with country blue
[Ab] Bramble down that dusty [Eb] old road
Take your [Db] money and down into [Ab] town, gonna get [Eb] rich and again
Come on [Db] home drunk at [Ab] daybreak.
You got no [Eb] room to complain
The [Ab] clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
[Fm] [Eb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Ab] [Gm] [Bb]
[Eb] Grandpa [Db] had him a wandering [Ab] eye, he must have passed [Eb] it on down to me
None of the [Db] girls are pretty as [Ab] Susan, but I like [Eb] some and I see
Yeah, [Ab] the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto black, but the trains all running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
[Fm] [Eb] [Fm] [Ab] [Eb]
[Db] [Ab] [Eb]
[Db] [Ab]
[Eb] [Ebm] [Ab] Yeah, the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your [Fm] mind
[Eb] [Fm] [Ab] [Bb]
[Fm] [Gm] [Bb] [Eb]
Bottom of the [Db] bottle should make you feel [Ab] good, I like you [Eb] better that way
So clap your [Db] hands and make up a [Ab] song, I'll hear every [Eb] word that you say
Yeah, [Ab] the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your [Fm] mind
[Eb] [Eb]
[Fm] [Ab] Yeah, the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto black, [Bb] but the [Eb] trains all running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying by, [Bb] you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
What in the world can a poor boy do but let his old rambling [Eb] roll?
[Bb]
[Ab] Bramble down that dusty [Eb] old road
Take your [Db] money and down into [Ab] town, gonna get [Eb] rich and again
Come on [Db] home drunk at [Ab] daybreak.
You got no [Eb] room to complain
The [Ab] clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
[Fm] [Eb] [Ab] [Bb]
[Ab] [Gm] [Bb]
[Eb] Grandpa [Db] had him a wandering [Ab] eye, he must have passed [Eb] it on down to me
None of the [Db] girls are pretty as [Ab] Susan, but I like [Eb] some and I see
Yeah, [Ab] the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto black, but the trains all running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
[Fm] [Eb] [Fm] [Ab] [Eb]
[Db] [Ab] [Eb]
[Db] [Ab]
[Eb] [Ebm] [Ab] Yeah, the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your [Fm] mind
[Eb] [Fm] [Ab] [Bb]
[Fm] [Gm] [Bb] [Eb]
Bottom of the [Db] bottle should make you feel [Ab] good, I like you [Eb] better that way
So clap your [Db] hands and make up a [Ab] song, I'll hear every [Eb] word that you say
Yeah, [Ab] the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your [Fm] mind
[Eb] [Eb]
[Fm] [Ab] Yeah, the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto black, [Bb] but the [Eb] trains all running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying by, [Bb] you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
What in the world can a poor boy do but let his old rambling [Eb] roll?
[Bb]
Key:
Eb
Ab
Bb
Db
Fm
Eb
Ab
Bb
[Eb] Lace your [Bbm] shoes with country blue
[Ab] Bramble down that dusty [Eb] old road
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ Take your [Db] money and down into [Ab] town, gonna get [Eb] rich and again
Come on [Db] home drunk at [Ab] daybreak.
You got no [Eb] room to complain
The [Ab] clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
_ _ [Fm] _ [Eb] _ [Ab] _ [Bb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [Eb] Grandpa [Db] had him a wandering [Ab] eye, he must have passed [Eb] it on down to me
None of the [Db] girls are pretty as [Ab] Susan, but I like [Eb] some and I see
Yeah, [Ab] the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto black, but the trains all running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
_ [Fm] _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _
_ _ [Db] _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _
_ [Eb] _ [Ebm] _ _ [Ab] Yeah, the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your _ [Fm] mind
[Eb] _ [Fm] _ [Ab] _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Fm] _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb]
Bottom of the [Db] bottle should make you feel [Ab] good, I like you [Eb] better that way
So clap your [Db] hands and make up a [Ab] song, I'll hear every [Eb] word that you say
Yeah, [Ab] the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your [Fm] mind
[Eb] _ [Eb] _
[Fm] [Ab] Yeah, the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto black, [Bb] but the [Eb] trains all running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying by, [Bb] you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
_ What in the world can a poor boy do but let his old rambling [Eb] roll?
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Ab] Bramble down that dusty [Eb] old road
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ Take your [Db] money and down into [Ab] town, gonna get [Eb] rich and again
Come on [Db] home drunk at [Ab] daybreak.
You got no [Eb] room to complain
The [Ab] clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
_ _ [Fm] _ [Eb] _ [Ab] _ [Bb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [Eb] Grandpa [Db] had him a wandering [Ab] eye, he must have passed [Eb] it on down to me
None of the [Db] girls are pretty as [Ab] Susan, but I like [Eb] some and I see
Yeah, [Ab] the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto black, but the trains all running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
_ [Fm] _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _
_ _ [Db] _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _
_ [Eb] _ [Ebm] _ _ [Ab] Yeah, the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your _ [Fm] mind
[Eb] _ [Fm] _ [Ab] _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Fm] _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb]
Bottom of the [Db] bottle should make you feel [Ab] good, I like you [Eb] better that way
So clap your [Db] hands and make up a [Ab] song, I'll hear every [Eb] word that you say
Yeah, [Ab] the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto [Bb] black, but the trains all [Eb] running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying [Bb] by, you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your [Fm] mind
[Eb] _ [Eb] _
[Fm] [Ab] Yeah, the clock can't [Eb] call the ghetto black, [Bb] but the [Eb] trains all running on the same old [Ab] track
Can't feel [Eb] nothing but your life flying by, [Bb] you got trouble on your [Ab] hands, trouble on your mind
_ What in the world can a poor boy do but let his old rambling [Eb] roll?
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _