Chords for Son House, Mike Bloomfield and Paul Butterfield discuss and play the blues
Tempo:
91.525 bpm
Chords used:
B
Gb
Bb
Ab
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb] He knows that too.
The real old blues don't call for no jumping.
If you go to jumping, that ain't the blues.
They can name it the blues, but it ain't the blues.
The blues is just by itself.
That's the blues.
When you done got lonesome and worried,
don't know what to do, [Ab]
thinking about your loved ones, people that you want to be nice to you,
you've been nice to them, [C] but they ain't, and you're deceived by them.
Now you got the blues
about them.
You don't know [G] what to do.
You want to see them, [N] wonder where they're at,
wonder where they're going, wonder why they deceive me.
I trust them with everything I had.
I've done everything.
I tie my heart to them with faith and belief in them, and then they get up and
[Bb] deceive me.
Now you don't know whether to cut the throat or to cry again.
[Ab] That's the [Bb] blues,
B-L-U-S-E.
It's very strange, because I'm not born to blues, you know.
It's not in my blood.
It's not in my roots, in my family.
Man, I'm Jewish, you know.
I've been Jewish for years.
But this old time stuff, that was out before he come here, and so then when he see it,
then that's new to him.
It's a transformation.
It is like a mystic thing.
It's mystic.
I will
swear to God it's some kind of mystic thing.
Sunhouse [Ab] turns into the blues.
He turns into
a demon of some sort, and he doesn't hear, he doesn't feel.
His whole, every nerve and fiber
of his body is taken up in that music.
You see, Sunhouse is stone blue.
He's where it's at,
you know.
Boys, did you ever love anybody?
Wendy, did they love you?
[Eb] [Bbm]
Did you ever love anybody?
Yes, yeah, [Ab] oh, when they didn't love you.
[Eb] You know, don't look like it'd be satisfaction.
[Bbm]
[Ab] Don't care what in this old world you do.
You know you get something.
[Bb] You cry, you cry along.
Weep along.
[G] Then you want to shut up in the room [Ab] someplace.
You don't want no company
to [G] which you're not mad with the [Bb] other people, [Ab]
but you want to lock your door and get in there
where you can cry good fashion.
You're somebody knocking [Bb] on your door.
You don't want to yam.
It's not you're mad with them.
You don't want no company right now.
You want to sit down and
concentrate in your own mind.
You don't want no bothering, even with daddy, sister, mama, nobody.
Oh, I wish they would go away.
Like all the great blues singers live in Chicago, and they play there,
you know.
And I've, since I was very young, I've been going down to hear them, you know.
I sneak down to the bars and see, could I get in and listen to hear what they're playing?
It flipped me out.
And the first time that I ever heard something they call the blues,
[Gb]
down the Mississippi River.
[Gbm] [Gb]
I [B]
[Gb] had a job on [B] 11th.
[Gb] I had a good looking woman lived in here.
I said I had a job on 11th.
Yes, I had a good [B] looking woman [Gb] lived in here.
You [Db] know, [Gb] I put her little thing.
[B]
She kept me [Gb] with the governor fleet.
You [G] see with Sunhouse, it's a more serious thing.
And hell, man, I'm not, I'm not Sunhouse.
I'm not Sunhouse.
I haven't been pissed on and [Bb] stepped on and shitting on,
you know, like he [F] has.
I haven't gone through that.
Man, my [N] father's a multimillionaire,
you know.
I've lived a rich, fat, happy life, man.
I had a big bar mitzvah,
you know.
I'm not Sunhouse.
I can play blues, you know, and I can feel it in a way.
Man, those guys are a different story.
That's a different thing altogether.
But you can quote me
on this, man.
Butterfield's something else.
He feels it.
He's in there all the way.
Butterfield is a blues singer.
There's no white, white [Gb] bullshit with Butterfield.
White colored thing with him.
[C] He's there.
If he was green, it wouldn't make any difference.
If he was a plenary, a tuna fish [E] sandwich, Butterfield would be into the blues.
[D] [Dbm] [Eb] [B] [A]
[N] [B]
[Em] [Bb] [Eb]
[E] [Gb] [Em] [D]
[E] [D] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Gb] [B] [E]
[C] [B]
[Em] [N]
[B]
[Gbm] [Bm] [Gb]
[N]
[B]
[A] [Bm] [Abm]
[Bb] [D] [E]
The real old blues don't call for no jumping.
If you go to jumping, that ain't the blues.
They can name it the blues, but it ain't the blues.
The blues is just by itself.
That's the blues.
When you done got lonesome and worried,
don't know what to do, [Ab]
thinking about your loved ones, people that you want to be nice to you,
you've been nice to them, [C] but they ain't, and you're deceived by them.
Now you got the blues
about them.
You don't know [G] what to do.
You want to see them, [N] wonder where they're at,
wonder where they're going, wonder why they deceive me.
I trust them with everything I had.
I've done everything.
I tie my heart to them with faith and belief in them, and then they get up and
[Bb] deceive me.
Now you don't know whether to cut the throat or to cry again.
[Ab] That's the [Bb] blues,
B-L-U-S-E.
It's very strange, because I'm not born to blues, you know.
It's not in my blood.
It's not in my roots, in my family.
Man, I'm Jewish, you know.
I've been Jewish for years.
But this old time stuff, that was out before he come here, and so then when he see it,
then that's new to him.
It's a transformation.
It is like a mystic thing.
It's mystic.
I will
swear to God it's some kind of mystic thing.
Sunhouse [Ab] turns into the blues.
He turns into
a demon of some sort, and he doesn't hear, he doesn't feel.
His whole, every nerve and fiber
of his body is taken up in that music.
You see, Sunhouse is stone blue.
He's where it's at,
you know.
Boys, did you ever love anybody?
Wendy, did they love you?
[Eb] [Bbm]
Did you ever love anybody?
Yes, yeah, [Ab] oh, when they didn't love you.
[Eb] You know, don't look like it'd be satisfaction.
[Bbm]
[Ab] Don't care what in this old world you do.
You know you get something.
[Bb] You cry, you cry along.
Weep along.
[G] Then you want to shut up in the room [Ab] someplace.
You don't want no company
to [G] which you're not mad with the [Bb] other people, [Ab]
but you want to lock your door and get in there
where you can cry good fashion.
You're somebody knocking [Bb] on your door.
You don't want to yam.
It's not you're mad with them.
You don't want no company right now.
You want to sit down and
concentrate in your own mind.
You don't want no bothering, even with daddy, sister, mama, nobody.
Oh, I wish they would go away.
Like all the great blues singers live in Chicago, and they play there,
you know.
And I've, since I was very young, I've been going down to hear them, you know.
I sneak down to the bars and see, could I get in and listen to hear what they're playing?
It flipped me out.
And the first time that I ever heard something they call the blues,
[Gb]
down the Mississippi River.
[Gbm] [Gb]
I [B]
[Gb] had a job on [B] 11th.
[Gb] I had a good looking woman lived in here.
I said I had a job on 11th.
Yes, I had a good [B] looking woman [Gb] lived in here.
You [Db] know, [Gb] I put her little thing.
[B]
She kept me [Gb] with the governor fleet.
You [G] see with Sunhouse, it's a more serious thing.
And hell, man, I'm not, I'm not Sunhouse.
I'm not Sunhouse.
I haven't been pissed on and [Bb] stepped on and shitting on,
you know, like he [F] has.
I haven't gone through that.
Man, my [N] father's a multimillionaire,
you know.
I've lived a rich, fat, happy life, man.
I had a big bar mitzvah,
you know.
I'm not Sunhouse.
I can play blues, you know, and I can feel it in a way.
Man, those guys are a different story.
That's a different thing altogether.
But you can quote me
on this, man.
Butterfield's something else.
He feels it.
He's in there all the way.
Butterfield is a blues singer.
There's no white, white [Gb] bullshit with Butterfield.
White colored thing with him.
[C] He's there.
If he was green, it wouldn't make any difference.
If he was a plenary, a tuna fish [E] sandwich, Butterfield would be into the blues.
[D] [Dbm] [Eb] [B] [A]
[N] [B]
[Em] [Bb] [Eb]
[E] [Gb] [Em] [D]
[E] [D] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Gb] [B] [E]
[C] [B]
[Em] [N]
[B]
[Gbm] [Bm] [Gb]
[N]
[B]
[A] [Bm] [Abm]
[Bb] [D] [E]
Key:
B
Gb
Bb
Ab
E
B
Gb
Bb
[Bb] He knows that too.
_ The real old blues don't call for no jumping.
_ If you go to jumping, that ain't the blues.
They can name it the blues, but it ain't the blues.
The blues is just by itself.
_ _ That's the blues. _
When you done got lonesome and worried,
don't know what to do, [Ab]
thinking about your loved ones, _ people that you want to be nice to you,
you've been nice to them, [C] but they ain't, and you're deceived by them.
Now you got the blues
about them.
You don't know [G] what to do.
You want to see them, [N] wonder where they're at,
wonder where they're going, _ wonder why they deceive me.
I trust them with everything I had.
I've done everything.
I tie my heart to them with faith and belief in them, and then they get up and
[Bb] deceive me.
Now you don't know whether to cut the throat or to cry again. _
[Ab] That's the [Bb] blues,
B-L-U-S-E.
It's very strange, because I'm not born to blues, you know.
It's not in my blood.
It's not in my roots, in my family.
Man, I'm Jewish, you know.
_ I've been Jewish for years.
But this old time stuff, that was out before he come here, and so then when he see it,
then that's new to him.
It's a transformation.
It is like a mystic thing.
It's mystic.
I will
swear to God it's some kind of mystic thing.
Sunhouse _ [Ab] turns into the blues.
He turns into
a demon of some sort, and he doesn't hear, he doesn't feel.
His whole, every nerve and fiber
of his body is taken up in that music.
You see, Sunhouse is stone blue.
He's where it's at,
you know.
Boys, did you ever love anybody?
_ _ Wendy, _ did they love you? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bbm] _
Did you ever love anybody? _ _ _
Yes, yeah, [Ab] oh, when they didn't love you. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] You know, don't look like it'd be satisfaction.
_ _ [Bbm] _
[Ab] Don't care what in this old world you do. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
You know you get something.
[Bb] You cry, you cry along. _ _
Weep along.
[G] Then you want to shut up in the room [Ab] someplace.
You don't want no company
to [G] which you're not mad with the [Bb] other people, _ [Ab]
but you want to lock your door and get in there
where you can cry good fashion.
You're somebody knocking [Bb] on your door.
You don't want to yam.
It's not you're mad with them.
You don't want no company right now.
You want to sit down and
concentrate in your own mind.
You don't want no bothering, even with daddy, sister, mama, nobody.
Oh, I wish they would go away.
Like all the great blues singers live in Chicago, and they play there,
you know.
And I've, since I was very young, I've been going down to hear them, you know.
I sneak down to the bars and see, could I get in and listen to hear what they're playing?
It flipped me out.
And the first time that I ever heard something they call the blues,
[Gb] _ _
down the Mississippi River.
_ [Gbm] _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ _ _ _ I _ [B] _
[Gb] had a job on [B] 11th.
[Gb] I had a good looking woman lived in here. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I said I had a job on 11th.
_ Yes, I had a good [B] looking woman [Gb] lived in here.
_ _ You _ _ _ [Db] know, [Gb] I put her little thing.
_ [B] _
She kept me [Gb] with the governor fleet. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ You [G] see with Sunhouse, it's a more serious thing.
And hell, man, I'm not, I'm not Sunhouse.
I'm not Sunhouse.
I haven't been pissed on and [Bb] stepped on and shitting on,
you know, like he [F] has.
I haven't gone through that.
Man, my [N] father's a multimillionaire,
you know.
I've lived a rich, fat, happy life, man.
I had a big bar mitzvah,
you know.
I'm not Sunhouse.
I can play blues, you know, and I can feel it in a way.
Man, those guys are a different story.
That's a different thing altogether.
But you can quote me
on this, man.
Butterfield's something else.
He feels it.
He's in there all the way.
Butterfield is a blues singer.
There's no white, white [Gb] bullshit with Butterfield.
White colored thing with him.
[C] He's there.
If he was green, it wouldn't make any difference.
If he was a plenary, a tuna fish [E] sandwich, Butterfield would be into the blues.
_ [D] _ [Dbm] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Em] _ [D] _
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Gbm] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
[A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _
_ The real old blues don't call for no jumping.
_ If you go to jumping, that ain't the blues.
They can name it the blues, but it ain't the blues.
The blues is just by itself.
_ _ That's the blues. _
When you done got lonesome and worried,
don't know what to do, [Ab]
thinking about your loved ones, _ people that you want to be nice to you,
you've been nice to them, [C] but they ain't, and you're deceived by them.
Now you got the blues
about them.
You don't know [G] what to do.
You want to see them, [N] wonder where they're at,
wonder where they're going, _ wonder why they deceive me.
I trust them with everything I had.
I've done everything.
I tie my heart to them with faith and belief in them, and then they get up and
[Bb] deceive me.
Now you don't know whether to cut the throat or to cry again. _
[Ab] That's the [Bb] blues,
B-L-U-S-E.
It's very strange, because I'm not born to blues, you know.
It's not in my blood.
It's not in my roots, in my family.
Man, I'm Jewish, you know.
_ I've been Jewish for years.
But this old time stuff, that was out before he come here, and so then when he see it,
then that's new to him.
It's a transformation.
It is like a mystic thing.
It's mystic.
I will
swear to God it's some kind of mystic thing.
Sunhouse _ [Ab] turns into the blues.
He turns into
a demon of some sort, and he doesn't hear, he doesn't feel.
His whole, every nerve and fiber
of his body is taken up in that music.
You see, Sunhouse is stone blue.
He's where it's at,
you know.
Boys, did you ever love anybody?
_ _ Wendy, _ did they love you? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bbm] _
Did you ever love anybody? _ _ _
Yes, yeah, [Ab] oh, when they didn't love you. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] You know, don't look like it'd be satisfaction.
_ _ [Bbm] _
[Ab] Don't care what in this old world you do. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
You know you get something.
[Bb] You cry, you cry along. _ _
Weep along.
[G] Then you want to shut up in the room [Ab] someplace.
You don't want no company
to [G] which you're not mad with the [Bb] other people, _ [Ab]
but you want to lock your door and get in there
where you can cry good fashion.
You're somebody knocking [Bb] on your door.
You don't want to yam.
It's not you're mad with them.
You don't want no company right now.
You want to sit down and
concentrate in your own mind.
You don't want no bothering, even with daddy, sister, mama, nobody.
Oh, I wish they would go away.
Like all the great blues singers live in Chicago, and they play there,
you know.
And I've, since I was very young, I've been going down to hear them, you know.
I sneak down to the bars and see, could I get in and listen to hear what they're playing?
It flipped me out.
And the first time that I ever heard something they call the blues,
[Gb] _ _
down the Mississippi River.
_ [Gbm] _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ _ _ _ I _ [B] _
[Gb] had a job on [B] 11th.
[Gb] I had a good looking woman lived in here. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I said I had a job on 11th.
_ Yes, I had a good [B] looking woman [Gb] lived in here.
_ _ You _ _ _ [Db] know, [Gb] I put her little thing.
_ [B] _
She kept me [Gb] with the governor fleet. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ You [G] see with Sunhouse, it's a more serious thing.
And hell, man, I'm not, I'm not Sunhouse.
I'm not Sunhouse.
I haven't been pissed on and [Bb] stepped on and shitting on,
you know, like he [F] has.
I haven't gone through that.
Man, my [N] father's a multimillionaire,
you know.
I've lived a rich, fat, happy life, man.
I had a big bar mitzvah,
you know.
I'm not Sunhouse.
I can play blues, you know, and I can feel it in a way.
Man, those guys are a different story.
That's a different thing altogether.
But you can quote me
on this, man.
Butterfield's something else.
He feels it.
He's in there all the way.
Butterfield is a blues singer.
There's no white, white [Gb] bullshit with Butterfield.
White colored thing with him.
[C] He's there.
If he was green, it wouldn't make any difference.
If he was a plenary, a tuna fish [E] sandwich, Butterfield would be into the blues.
_ [D] _ [Dbm] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Em] _ [D] _
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [B] _
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_ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [N] _
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