Chords for The Aggrolites - Countryman Fiddle
Tempo:
128.15 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
C#m
Em
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
I'm going to sing a little.
[B]
And everybody say, you know what I'm talking about.
This boy [E] from the south now.
Deep down south in the Dippin' Dots.
There lives a boy named Nick Bob Cox.
[B]
Today was not a special day for him.
[E]
Father and son is reviving him.
My poppy said young boy make me proud.
Learn to song.
Play that sound.
Play that sound.
Hey, [B]
shoot your music.
Shoot your music.
[E] So sit down boy.
Listen to me.
Here we go.
So shoot this.
Poppy, no.
[B] What is it boy?
Are you feeling sick?
[E]
Pop something.
Go smoke.
I move my soul with my music.
Boss, I got to go.
Reggae, reggae music. Reggae, reggae.
[B] I don't need no country.
[E] I need a real beat now.
I need a real beat now.
So poppy got a bad
fucking deep shower.
He said man, what is it
sound you speak about?
[B] Nick Bob left.
Came back to the radio.
[E] Said I hear something pop.
You got to know.
So he had me driving.
And he's so, so busy.
So he said, sit down.
Hey, [B] hey.
Poppy got a
really good groove.
[E] And I feel it, son.
You're the groove.
Come on, man.
You got to
Reggae, reggae music.
[B] We don't need
no country man.
[E] We need what?
We need
Reggae, reggae music.
We got to
Reggae, reggae music.
[B] We don't need no country man.
[E] We need a real
boss.
Boss.
[B]
[E]
I mean,
I poppy like
put sound filter on.
But it'd be better
if the plates were full.
[B] So I'll do the same.
Get your hammer nails and wood.
[E] Cause we're gonna make this
sound as it should.
It's a wood.
I can't match up my head
to the keys.
[B]
Sound system ain't good.
[E] So we're driving out
short of bucket full.
So we're going
to do this.
We got to have
Reggae, reggae music.
We need a real boss.
[B] We don't need
no country man.
[E] We need a real boss.
We need what?
We need
Reggae, reggae music.
We [B]
don't need
no country man.
[E] We need a real boss.
[B]
[E]
[C#m]
[Em] [G]
[A] [D#]
I'm going to sing a little.
[B]
And everybody say, you know what I'm talking about.
This boy [E] from the south now.
Deep down south in the Dippin' Dots.
There lives a boy named Nick Bob Cox.
[B]
Today was not a special day for him.
[E]
Father and son is reviving him.
My poppy said young boy make me proud.
Learn to song.
Play that sound.
Play that sound.
Hey, [B]
shoot your music.
Shoot your music.
[E] So sit down boy.
Listen to me.
Here we go.
So shoot this.
Poppy, no.
[B] What is it boy?
Are you feeling sick?
[E]
Pop something.
Go smoke.
I move my soul with my music.
Boss, I got to go.
Reggae, reggae music. Reggae, reggae.
[B] I don't need no country.
[E] I need a real beat now.
I need a real beat now.
So poppy got a bad
fucking deep shower.
He said man, what is it
sound you speak about?
[B] Nick Bob left.
Came back to the radio.
[E] Said I hear something pop.
You got to know.
So he had me driving.
And he's so, so busy.
So he said, sit down.
Hey, [B] hey.
Poppy got a
really good groove.
[E] And I feel it, son.
You're the groove.
Come on, man.
You got to
Reggae, reggae music.
[B] We don't need
no country man.
[E] We need what?
We need
Reggae, reggae music.
We got to
Reggae, reggae music.
[B] We don't need no country man.
[E] We need a real
boss.
Boss.
[B]
[E]
I mean,
I poppy like
put sound filter on.
But it'd be better
if the plates were full.
[B] So I'll do the same.
Get your hammer nails and wood.
[E] Cause we're gonna make this
sound as it should.
It's a wood.
I can't match up my head
to the keys.
[B]
Sound system ain't good.
[E] So we're driving out
short of bucket full.
So we're going
to do this.
We got to have
Reggae, reggae music.
We need a real boss.
[B] We don't need
no country man.
[E] We need a real boss.
We need what?
We need
Reggae, reggae music.
We [B]
don't need
no country man.
[E] We need a real boss.
[B]
[E]
[C#m]
[Em] [G]
[A] [D#]
Key:
E
B
C#m
Em
G
E
B
C#m
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm going to sing a little.
[B] _
And everybody say, you know what I'm talking about.
This boy [E] from the south now.
_ _ _ _ Deep down south in the Dippin' Dots.
_ There lives a boy named Nick Bob Cox.
_ _ _ [B]
Today was not a special day for him.
_ [E]
Father and son is reviving him.
My poppy said young boy make me proud.
_ Learn to song.
Play that sound.
Play that sound.
Hey, _ _ [B] _
shoot your music.
Shoot your music.
_ [E] So sit down boy.
Listen to me. _ _ _
Here we go.
So shoot this. _
Poppy, no.
_ _ _ [B] What is it boy?
Are you feeling sick?
_ [E] _
Pop something.
Go smoke.
I move my soul with my music.
Boss, I got to go.
Reggae, reggae music. Reggae, reggae.
_ _ [B] I don't need no country.
_ _ [E] I need a real beat now.
I need a real beat now.
So poppy got a bad
fucking deep shower.
_ He said man, what is it
sound you speak about?
_ _ _ [B] Nick Bob left.
Came back to the radio.
[E] Said I hear something pop.
You got to know.
_ So he had me driving.
_ _ _ And he's so, so busy.
So he said, sit down.
Hey, _ [B] hey. _
Poppy got a
really good groove.
_ [E] And I feel it, son.
You're the groove.
_ Come _ _ _ on, man.
You got to
Reggae, reggae music.
_ _ _ _ [B] We don't need
no country man.
_ [E] We need what?
_ _ We need
Reggae, reggae music.
_ We got to
Reggae, reggae music.
_ _ _ _ [B] We don't need no country man.
_ [E] We need a real _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ boss. _ _ _ _
_ _ Boss.
_ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ I mean,
_ _ I poppy like
put sound filter on.
_ But it'd be better
if the plates were full.
_ _ [B] So I'll do the same.
Get your hammer nails and wood.
[E] Cause we're gonna make this
sound as it should. _ _
It's a wood.
I can't match up my head
to the keys.
_ _ _ _ [B] _
Sound system ain't good.
_ _ _ [E] So we're driving out
short of bucket full.
So we're going
to do this.
_ We got to have
Reggae, reggae music.
We need a real boss.
_ _ [B] We don't need
no country man.
_ [E] We need a real boss.
We need what?
We _ _ _ need _
Reggae, reggae music.
We _ _ [B] _
_ don't need
no country man.
[E] We need a real boss. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm going to sing a little.
[B] _
And everybody say, you know what I'm talking about.
This boy [E] from the south now.
_ _ _ _ Deep down south in the Dippin' Dots.
_ There lives a boy named Nick Bob Cox.
_ _ _ [B]
Today was not a special day for him.
_ [E]
Father and son is reviving him.
My poppy said young boy make me proud.
_ Learn to song.
Play that sound.
Play that sound.
Hey, _ _ [B] _
shoot your music.
Shoot your music.
_ [E] So sit down boy.
Listen to me. _ _ _
Here we go.
So shoot this. _
Poppy, no.
_ _ _ [B] What is it boy?
Are you feeling sick?
_ [E] _
Pop something.
Go smoke.
I move my soul with my music.
Boss, I got to go.
Reggae, reggae music. Reggae, reggae.
_ _ [B] I don't need no country.
_ _ [E] I need a real beat now.
I need a real beat now.
So poppy got a bad
fucking deep shower.
_ He said man, what is it
sound you speak about?
_ _ _ [B] Nick Bob left.
Came back to the radio.
[E] Said I hear something pop.
You got to know.
_ So he had me driving.
_ _ _ And he's so, so busy.
So he said, sit down.
Hey, _ [B] hey. _
Poppy got a
really good groove.
_ [E] And I feel it, son.
You're the groove.
_ Come _ _ _ on, man.
You got to
Reggae, reggae music.
_ _ _ _ [B] We don't need
no country man.
_ [E] We need what?
_ _ We need
Reggae, reggae music.
_ We got to
Reggae, reggae music.
_ _ _ _ [B] We don't need no country man.
_ [E] We need a real _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ boss. _ _ _ _
_ _ Boss.
_ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ I mean,
_ _ I poppy like
put sound filter on.
_ But it'd be better
if the plates were full.
_ _ [B] So I'll do the same.
Get your hammer nails and wood.
[E] Cause we're gonna make this
sound as it should. _ _
It's a wood.
I can't match up my head
to the keys.
_ _ _ _ [B] _
Sound system ain't good.
_ _ _ [E] So we're driving out
short of bucket full.
So we're going
to do this.
_ We got to have
Reggae, reggae music.
We need a real boss.
_ _ [B] We don't need
no country man.
_ [E] We need a real boss.
We need what?
We _ _ _ need _
Reggae, reggae music.
We _ _ [B] _
_ don't need
no country man.
[E] We need a real boss. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _