Chords for The Fox and the Hound 2 -- Good Doggie, No Bone (English) [1080p]
Tempo:
126.25 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
F
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gm]
[E] You see, Todd, [Ab]
relationships and show business, they just don't mix.
Oh, it starts out nice and friendly.
[Bb] Then they get that first taste of fame, and it's look [Cm] out for number one!
[C]
[Gm] Ooooooh.
[G] First they tell you that you're gonna be the next big thing.
They put roses in your dressing room every time you sing.
Till [F] you ask for [C] a little consideration.
Then [G] they call you a diva, pink slip, termination.
[D] They grab the next yak for just walking down the street.
They got him singing your songs, marking your [G] tree.
It's [C] lonely at the top.
But [G] when the lights go down and the cheering stops, you [F] got no real [C] friends, no place to [D] call home.
It's [F] all [G] good [C]
[D] doggies.
No [G] bones.
All [Cm] right, let's get to crooning.
[C]
[G]
[D]
[G] And the next thing you know, he ain't bringing [Gm] you roses.
It's all cold stares, [G] cold shoulder, [C] cold noses.
He doesn't write, doesn't call, doesn't howl your name.
[G] All that he can think about is fortune and fame.
There ain't nothing I can do to [D] turn his head and excite him.
Sometimes I swear I just want to bite him.
[C] It's lonely at the top.
[G] But when the lights go down and the cheering stops, you [F] got no [G] real [C] friends, no place to [D] call home.
It's [F] all [G] good doggie.
[C]
It's [D] all good [E] doggie.
[F]
[G] No bones.
[C]
No bones.
Good doggie, no bones.
[G] Good doggie, no bones.
Good doggie, no bones.
[C] Good doggie, [Cm] no bones.
Good doggie, [Bb] no bones.
[G] Good doggie, no bones.
Good doggie, no [Cm] bones.
Good doggie, no [C] bones.
Good doggie, not even a little bitty [G] bone.
Good doggie, no bones.
[D]
No [Ab] bones.
That's a good little
[E] You see, Todd, [Ab]
relationships and show business, they just don't mix.
Oh, it starts out nice and friendly.
[Bb] Then they get that first taste of fame, and it's look [Cm] out for number one!
[C]
[Gm] Ooooooh.
[G] First they tell you that you're gonna be the next big thing.
They put roses in your dressing room every time you sing.
Till [F] you ask for [C] a little consideration.
Then [G] they call you a diva, pink slip, termination.
[D] They grab the next yak for just walking down the street.
They got him singing your songs, marking your [G] tree.
It's [C] lonely at the top.
But [G] when the lights go down and the cheering stops, you [F] got no real [C] friends, no place to [D] call home.
It's [F] all [G] good [C]
[D] doggies.
No [G] bones.
All [Cm] right, let's get to crooning.
[C]
[G]
[D]
[G] And the next thing you know, he ain't bringing [Gm] you roses.
It's all cold stares, [G] cold shoulder, [C] cold noses.
He doesn't write, doesn't call, doesn't howl your name.
[G] All that he can think about is fortune and fame.
There ain't nothing I can do to [D] turn his head and excite him.
Sometimes I swear I just want to bite him.
[C] It's lonely at the top.
[G] But when the lights go down and the cheering stops, you [F] got no [G] real [C] friends, no place to [D] call home.
It's [F] all [G] good doggie.
[C]
It's [D] all good [E] doggie.
[F]
[G] No bones.
[C]
No bones.
Good doggie, no bones.
[G] Good doggie, no bones.
Good doggie, no bones.
[C] Good doggie, [Cm] no bones.
Good doggie, [Bb] no bones.
[G] Good doggie, no bones.
Good doggie, no [Cm] bones.
Good doggie, no [C] bones.
Good doggie, not even a little bitty [G] bone.
Good doggie, no bones.
[D]
No [Ab] bones.
That's a good little
Key:
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C
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Cm
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C
D
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ You see, Todd, _ [Ab]
relationships and show business, they just don't mix.
Oh, it starts out nice and friendly.
[Bb] Then they get that first taste of fame, and it's look [Cm] out for number one!
[C] _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ Ooooooh. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] First they tell you that you're gonna be the next big thing.
They put roses in your dressing room every time you sing.
Till [F] you ask for [C] a little consideration.
Then [G] they call you a diva, pink slip, termination.
[D] They grab the next yak for just walking down the street.
They got him singing your songs, marking your [G] tree.
It's [C] lonely at the top.
But [G] when the lights go down and the cheering stops, you [F] got no real [C] friends, no place to [D] call home. _ _ _
_ It's [F] all [G] good _ [C] _
[D] doggies.
No [G] bones. _ _ _
_ All [Cm] right, let's get to crooning. _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] And the next thing you know, he ain't bringing [Gm] you roses.
It's all cold stares, [G] cold shoulder, [C] cold noses.
He doesn't write, doesn't call, doesn't howl your name.
[G] All that he can think about is fortune and fame.
There ain't nothing I can do to [D] turn his head and excite him.
Sometimes I swear I just want to bite him.
[C] It's lonely at the top.
[G] But when the lights go down and the cheering stops, you [F] got no [G] real [C] friends, no place to [D] call _ _ home.
_ It's [F] all [G] good doggie.
[C] _
_ It's [D] all good [E] doggie.
[F] _
_ [G] _ No bones. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
No bones.
_ Good doggie, no bones.
[G] _ Good doggie, no bones.
_ Good doggie, no bones.
[C] _ Good doggie, [Cm] no bones.
_ Good doggie, [Bb] no bones.
[G] _ Good doggie, no bones.
_ Good doggie, no [Cm] bones.
Good doggie, no [C] bones.
Good doggie, not even a little bitty [G] bone.
Good doggie, no bones.
[D] _ _ _ _
No [Ab] bones. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ That's a good little
_ _ [E] _ You see, Todd, _ [Ab]
relationships and show business, they just don't mix.
Oh, it starts out nice and friendly.
[Bb] Then they get that first taste of fame, and it's look [Cm] out for number one!
[C] _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ Ooooooh. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] First they tell you that you're gonna be the next big thing.
They put roses in your dressing room every time you sing.
Till [F] you ask for [C] a little consideration.
Then [G] they call you a diva, pink slip, termination.
[D] They grab the next yak for just walking down the street.
They got him singing your songs, marking your [G] tree.
It's [C] lonely at the top.
But [G] when the lights go down and the cheering stops, you [F] got no real [C] friends, no place to [D] call home. _ _ _
_ It's [F] all [G] good _ [C] _
[D] doggies.
No [G] bones. _ _ _
_ All [Cm] right, let's get to crooning. _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] And the next thing you know, he ain't bringing [Gm] you roses.
It's all cold stares, [G] cold shoulder, [C] cold noses.
He doesn't write, doesn't call, doesn't howl your name.
[G] All that he can think about is fortune and fame.
There ain't nothing I can do to [D] turn his head and excite him.
Sometimes I swear I just want to bite him.
[C] It's lonely at the top.
[G] But when the lights go down and the cheering stops, you [F] got no [G] real [C] friends, no place to [D] call _ _ home.
_ It's [F] all [G] good doggie.
[C] _
_ It's [D] all good [E] doggie.
[F] _
_ [G] _ No bones. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
No bones.
_ Good doggie, no bones.
[G] _ Good doggie, no bones.
_ Good doggie, no bones.
[C] _ Good doggie, [Cm] no bones.
_ Good doggie, [Bb] no bones.
[G] _ Good doggie, no bones.
_ Good doggie, no [Cm] bones.
Good doggie, no [C] bones.
Good doggie, not even a little bitty [G] bone.
Good doggie, no bones.
[D] _ _ _ _
No [Ab] bones. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ That's a good little