Red Bandana Chords by Jarrod Morris
Tempo:
122.9 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] [C#]
Hanging around [F#] under East [C#] Texas pine, shooting at the [G#] stars with our Colt [C#] 45.
Putting on a show [F#] and living it free.
[C#] If you hear a rebel yell, [G#] it's cause the [A#m] bars we bleed.
And then we're gone, [F#] we're gone.
[C#] We [G#]
[A#m] got them gypsy [F#] souls, they don't wanna [C#] go home.
[G#]
[C#]
Big [F#] Montana, little red bandana, [C#] Marshall Tucker [G#] playing on our radio.
[F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#]
northbound the [C#] Yellowstone Road.
[A#m] And it's blue [F#] lights and steel [C#] nights, don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell [C#] us, you're rowdy bunch of [G#] fellas, but you worry about it when [C#] you're old.
So [G#] I guess we'll worry about it when [C#] we're old.
[F#]
[C#] [G#] [C#]
Feeling that [F#] cold in your lungs when you're breathing, [C#] light up the smoke [G#] for all the different [F#] seasons.
And turn up the music [C#] loud, till all the [G#] whiskey's down.
Curls are all dancing as the men stomp the [A#m] ground and then we're gone, [F#]
gone, [C#] gone.
[G#]
We [A#m] got them gypsy [C#] [F#] souls, they don't wanna [C#] go home.
[G#]
[C#]
Big [F#] Montana, little red [C#] bandana, Marshall Tucker playing [G#] on our radio.
[F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#]
northbound the [C#] Yellowstone Road.
[A#m] And it's blue lights [F#] and steel [C#] nights, don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy bunch of fellas, [G#] but you worry about it when [C#] you're old.
[A#m]
[F#] [C#]
[G#] [A#m]
[F#] [C#]
[G#] We [A#m] got them gypsy [F#] souls, [C#] they don't wanna [G#] go home.
[C#] Big Montana, little red bandana, Marshall Tucker playing [G#] on our radio.
[F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#] northbound the [C#]
Yellowstone Road.
[A#m] And it's blue lights [F#] and steel nights, [C#]
don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy bunch of fellas, [G#] but you worry about it when [C#] you're old.
Yeah, [F#] the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy [A#m] bunch of fellas, but I [G#] guess you can worry about it when you're [C#] old.
[N]
Hanging around [F#] under East [C#] Texas pine, shooting at the [G#] stars with our Colt [C#] 45.
Putting on a show [F#] and living it free.
[C#] If you hear a rebel yell, [G#] it's cause the [A#m] bars we bleed.
And then we're gone, [F#] we're gone.
[C#] We [G#]
[A#m] got them gypsy [F#] souls, they don't wanna [C#] go home.
[G#]
[C#]
Big [F#] Montana, little red bandana, [C#] Marshall Tucker [G#] playing on our radio.
[F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#]
northbound the [C#] Yellowstone Road.
[A#m] And it's blue [F#] lights and steel [C#] nights, don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell [C#] us, you're rowdy bunch of [G#] fellas, but you worry about it when [C#] you're old.
So [G#] I guess we'll worry about it when [C#] we're old.
[F#]
[C#] [G#] [C#]
Feeling that [F#] cold in your lungs when you're breathing, [C#] light up the smoke [G#] for all the different [F#] seasons.
And turn up the music [C#] loud, till all the [G#] whiskey's down.
Curls are all dancing as the men stomp the [A#m] ground and then we're gone, [F#]
gone, [C#] gone.
[G#]
We [A#m] got them gypsy [C#] [F#] souls, they don't wanna [C#] go home.
[G#]
[C#]
Big [F#] Montana, little red [C#] bandana, Marshall Tucker playing [G#] on our radio.
[F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#]
northbound the [C#] Yellowstone Road.
[A#m] And it's blue lights [F#] and steel [C#] nights, don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy bunch of fellas, [G#] but you worry about it when [C#] you're old.
[A#m]
[F#] [C#]
[G#] [A#m]
[F#] [C#]
[G#] We [A#m] got them gypsy [F#] souls, [C#] they don't wanna [G#] go home.
[C#] Big Montana, little red bandana, Marshall Tucker playing [G#] on our radio.
[F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#] northbound the [C#]
Yellowstone Road.
[A#m] And it's blue lights [F#] and steel nights, [C#]
don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy bunch of fellas, [G#] but you worry about it when [C#] you're old.
Yeah, [F#] the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy [A#m] bunch of fellas, but I [G#] guess you can worry about it when you're [C#] old.
[N]
Key:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
C#
G#
F#
A#m
[F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Hanging around [F#] under East [C#] Texas pine, shooting at the [G#] stars with our Colt [C#] 45.
_ Putting on a show [F#] and living it free.
[C#] If you hear a rebel yell, [G#] it's cause the [A#m] bars we bleed.
And then we're gone, _ _ [F#] we're gone.
[C#] _ _ _ We [G#] _ _
_ [A#m] got them gypsy [F#] souls, they don't wanna [C#] go home.
_ [G#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
Big [F#] Montana, little red bandana, [C#] Marshall Tucker [G#] playing on our radio.
_ [F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#] _
northbound the [C#] Yellowstone Road.
[A#m] And it's blue [F#] lights and steel [C#] nights, don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell [C#] us, you're rowdy bunch of [G#] fellas, but you worry about it when [C#] you're old.
So [G#] I guess we'll worry about it when [C#] we're old.
_ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ Feeling that [F#] cold in your lungs when you're breathing, [C#] light up the smoke [G#] for all the different [F#] seasons.
And turn up the music [C#] loud, till all the [G#] whiskey's down.
Curls are all dancing as the men stomp the [A#m] ground and then we're _ gone, [F#] _ _
gone, [C#] gone.
_ _ [G#] _ _
We [A#m] got them gypsy [C#] [F#] souls, they don't wanna [C#] go home.
[G#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
Big [F#] Montana, little red [C#] bandana, Marshall Tucker playing [G#] on our radio.
_ [F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#] _
northbound the _ [C#] Yellowstone Road.
[A#m] And it's blue lights [F#] and steel [C#] nights, don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy bunch of fellas, [G#] but you worry about it when [C#] you're _ old.
[A#m] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ We [A#m] got them gypsy [F#] souls, _ _ [C#] they don't wanna [G#] go _ _ home.
_ _ [C#] _ Big Montana, little red bandana, Marshall Tucker playing [G#] on our radio.
_ [F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#] _ northbound the _ [C#] _
Yellowstone Road.
_ _ _ _ [A#m] And it's blue lights [F#] and steel nights, [C#] _
don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy bunch of fellas, [G#] but you worry about it when [C#] you're old.
Yeah, [F#] the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy [A#m] bunch of fellas, _ _ _ but I [G#] guess you can worry about it when you're [C#] old. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ Hanging around [F#] under East [C#] Texas pine, shooting at the [G#] stars with our Colt [C#] 45.
_ Putting on a show [F#] and living it free.
[C#] If you hear a rebel yell, [G#] it's cause the [A#m] bars we bleed.
And then we're gone, _ _ [F#] we're gone.
[C#] _ _ _ We [G#] _ _
_ [A#m] got them gypsy [F#] souls, they don't wanna [C#] go home.
_ [G#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
Big [F#] Montana, little red bandana, [C#] Marshall Tucker [G#] playing on our radio.
_ [F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#] _
northbound the [C#] Yellowstone Road.
[A#m] And it's blue [F#] lights and steel [C#] nights, don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell [C#] us, you're rowdy bunch of [G#] fellas, but you worry about it when [C#] you're old.
So [G#] I guess we'll worry about it when [C#] we're old.
_ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ Feeling that [F#] cold in your lungs when you're breathing, [C#] light up the smoke [G#] for all the different [F#] seasons.
And turn up the music [C#] loud, till all the [G#] whiskey's down.
Curls are all dancing as the men stomp the [A#m] ground and then we're _ gone, [F#] _ _
gone, [C#] gone.
_ _ [G#] _ _
We [A#m] got them gypsy [C#] [F#] souls, they don't wanna [C#] go home.
[G#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
Big [F#] Montana, little red [C#] bandana, Marshall Tucker playing [G#] on our radio.
_ [F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#] _
northbound the _ [C#] Yellowstone Road.
[A#m] And it's blue lights [F#] and steel [C#] nights, don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy bunch of fellas, [G#] but you worry about it when [C#] you're _ old.
[A#m] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ We [A#m] got them gypsy [F#] souls, _ _ [C#] they don't wanna [G#] go _ _ home.
_ _ [C#] _ Big Montana, little red bandana, Marshall Tucker playing [G#] on our radio.
_ [F#] I couldn't stand [C#] her, so I left Louisiana, [G#] _ northbound the _ [C#] _
Yellowstone Road.
_ _ _ _ [A#m] And it's blue lights [F#] and steel nights, [C#] _
don't know [G#] which way is home.
[F#] But the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy bunch of fellas, [G#] but you worry about it when [C#] you're old.
Yeah, [F#] the preacher's gonna tell us, [C#] you're rowdy [A#m] bunch of fellas, _ _ _ but I [G#] guess you can worry about it when you're [C#] old. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _