Chords for The Gourds perform "Burn The Honeysuckle" on the Texas Music Scene
Tempo:
150 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
Em
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N] [F#m] [E]
[D] [B] [A]
[E]
[D] [E]
Let me tell you folks, the Gord's [C] are great.
This Austin based outfit sound is [G] nearly impossible to describe.
[B] They can do it all, from Texas [D] honky tonk to old school music from the deep south.
They can [G#m] jam on stage with the energy of a rock and roll band.
Just [G] check this one out.
I burned a honeysuckle.
[C] I literally was [Bm] outside my house one afternoon and [Dm] I had to tear down this huge [G] honeysuckle
plant.
Why would you?
It smells so good.
I had a [Am] problem with the fence there.
I had to replace the fence.
It was all [Bm] overgrown with the fence.
Yeah, but it was [C] fun tearing it down.
There were bees everywhere.
And I burned [G] it.
And at the same time, I'd been listening to a lot [D] of cowboy songs [G] and cowboy brag talk.
[D] [G] There's an art to it, right?
Bragging.
Cowboy style.
Anyway, so that's what I was trying to do.
I think I tried to write a cowboy brag song about burning a [D] honeysuckle.
It is a toe-tapper showstopper.
Yeah, and you know, I didn't think much of it.
The riff is sort of based on that, what is that marching band thing?
Bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp, [C#] bomp, bomp, [D#] bop, bop, bop, bop.
So that's where the riff came from.
[D]
[G]
[Gm] [G]
[Gm]
[G]
I was born this summer with black gum on my heel.
Poop grown in cursing bleeds on my wheels.
Gave me a plan before I was even grown.
Opened a pocketknife and a guitar string and a live honeycomb.
[Em] Burning a honeysuckle.
[G] Burning a [Em] honeysuckle.
[C] Burning a [G] honeysuckle.
Burning a honeysuckle.
Met me a girl, red on mustard greens and pear.
She ain't nobody like it.
[D] Smoke and a hash, yeah.
[G] Four me seven babies.
Ten years time, [Dm] baby.
Skin like tobacco [G] and eyes like wine.
[Em] Burning a honeysuckle.
[G] Burning a honeysuckle.
[C] Burning a [D] honeysuckle.
When [G]
[Em] I'm dead and [C] gone.
And the [G] sun [D] don't shine.
Well, the [Em] fire, well, the grass [C] is gone.
[G] And my [D] mind [Em] won't be lonely.
[C]
With the [D] rest.
[Em] In that muddy ground, baby.
[C] Give me [D] bliss.
[Em] I don't wanna go, baby.
[C]
I must [D] confess.
[Em] Just put me down there.
[C] With the [D]
rest.
[G]
Let us see the rain.
It's rolling through the trees.
I see the paper baking and a banjo on my knee.
Let us see the lightning cracking in the spring.
Oh, when the moon goes down in the morning.
I smoke and I sing.
They gone.
[Em] Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[G] Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[C] Burn a [G] honeysuckle.
When I die.
They [Em] gone.
Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[G] Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[C]
Burn a [G] honeysuckle when I die.
When I.
When I die, when I die.
I pray.
I've prayed.
I've prayed.
I've prayed.
I've prayed.
I've prayed.
[Em] [G]
[C] [G]
Burn the honeysuckle from the gorge.
Now that's how you do it right there.
[F#m] Coming up next, we'll have Wade Bowen [C#] with a backstage [F#] conversation.
So, keep it right here.
[C#]
[D] [B] [A]
[E]
[D] [E]
Let me tell you folks, the Gord's [C] are great.
This Austin based outfit sound is [G] nearly impossible to describe.
[B] They can do it all, from Texas [D] honky tonk to old school music from the deep south.
They can [G#m] jam on stage with the energy of a rock and roll band.
Just [G] check this one out.
I burned a honeysuckle.
[C] I literally was [Bm] outside my house one afternoon and [Dm] I had to tear down this huge [G] honeysuckle
plant.
Why would you?
It smells so good.
I had a [Am] problem with the fence there.
I had to replace the fence.
It was all [Bm] overgrown with the fence.
Yeah, but it was [C] fun tearing it down.
There were bees everywhere.
And I burned [G] it.
And at the same time, I'd been listening to a lot [D] of cowboy songs [G] and cowboy brag talk.
[D] [G] There's an art to it, right?
Bragging.
Cowboy style.
Anyway, so that's what I was trying to do.
I think I tried to write a cowboy brag song about burning a [D] honeysuckle.
It is a toe-tapper showstopper.
Yeah, and you know, I didn't think much of it.
The riff is sort of based on that, what is that marching band thing?
Bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp, [C#] bomp, bomp, [D#] bop, bop, bop, bop.
So that's where the riff came from.
[D]
[G]
[Gm] [G]
[Gm]
[G]
I was born this summer with black gum on my heel.
Poop grown in cursing bleeds on my wheels.
Gave me a plan before I was even grown.
Opened a pocketknife and a guitar string and a live honeycomb.
[Em] Burning a honeysuckle.
[G] Burning a [Em] honeysuckle.
[C] Burning a [G] honeysuckle.
Burning a honeysuckle.
Met me a girl, red on mustard greens and pear.
She ain't nobody like it.
[D] Smoke and a hash, yeah.
[G] Four me seven babies.
Ten years time, [Dm] baby.
Skin like tobacco [G] and eyes like wine.
[Em] Burning a honeysuckle.
[G] Burning a honeysuckle.
[C] Burning a [D] honeysuckle.
When [G]
[Em] I'm dead and [C] gone.
And the [G] sun [D] don't shine.
Well, the [Em] fire, well, the grass [C] is gone.
[G] And my [D] mind [Em] won't be lonely.
[C]
With the [D] rest.
[Em] In that muddy ground, baby.
[C] Give me [D] bliss.
[Em] I don't wanna go, baby.
[C]
I must [D] confess.
[Em] Just put me down there.
[C] With the [D]
rest.
[G]
Let us see the rain.
It's rolling through the trees.
I see the paper baking and a banjo on my knee.
Let us see the lightning cracking in the spring.
Oh, when the moon goes down in the morning.
I smoke and I sing.
They gone.
[Em] Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[G] Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[C] Burn a [G] honeysuckle.
When I die.
They [Em] gone.
Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[G] Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[C]
Burn a [G] honeysuckle when I die.
When I.
When I die, when I die.
I pray.
I've prayed.
I've prayed.
I've prayed.
I've prayed.
I've prayed.
[Em] [G]
[C] [G]
Burn the honeysuckle from the gorge.
Now that's how you do it right there.
[F#m] Coming up next, we'll have Wade Bowen [C#] with a backstage [F#] conversation.
So, keep it right here.
[C#]
Key:
G
D
C
Em
E
G
D
C
[N] _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Let me tell you folks, the Gord's [C] are great.
This Austin based outfit sound is [G] nearly impossible to describe.
[B] They can do it all, from Texas [D] honky tonk to old school music from the deep south.
They can [G#m] jam on stage with the energy of a rock and roll band.
Just [G] check this one out.
I burned a honeysuckle.
[C] I literally was _ [Bm] outside my house one afternoon and [Dm] I had to tear down this huge [G] honeysuckle
_ _ plant.
Why would you?
It smells so good.
_ I had a [Am] problem with the fence there.
I had to replace the fence.
It was all [Bm] overgrown with the fence.
Yeah, but it was [C] fun _ tearing it down.
There were bees everywhere.
_ And I burned [G] it.
And at the same time, I'd been listening to a lot [D] of cowboy songs [G] and _ _ cowboy brag talk.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] There's an art to it, right?
Bragging.
Cowboy style.
Anyway, so that's what I was trying to do.
I think I tried to write a cowboy brag song _ about burning a [D] honeysuckle.
_ It is a toe-tapper showstopper.
Yeah, and you know, I didn't think much of it.
The riff is sort of based on that, _ what is that marching band thing?
Bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp, [C#] bomp, bomp, [D#] bop, bop, bop, bop.
_ _ So that's where the riff came from.
_ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I was born this summer with black gum on my heel.
Poop grown in _ cursing bleeds on my wheels.
_ Gave me a plan before I was even grown.
Opened a pocketknife and a guitar string and a live honeycomb.
_ [Em] Burning a honeysuckle.
_ [G] Burning a [Em] honeysuckle. _
_ [C] Burning a [G] honeysuckle.
Burning a honeysuckle. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Met me a girl, red on mustard greens and pear.
_ She ain't nobody like it.
[D] Smoke and a hash, yeah.
[G] Four me seven _ babies. _
Ten years time, [Dm] baby.
Skin like tobacco [G] and eyes like wine. _
[Em] Burning a honeysuckle.
_ [G] Burning a honeysuckle.
_ _ [C] Burning a [D] honeysuckle.
When [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] I'm dead _ _ and [C] gone.
_ _ And the [G] sun _ _ _ _ [D] don't _ shine.
Well, the [Em] fire, _ well, the grass [C] is gone.
_ _ _ [G] And my _ _ _ [D] mind _ _ _ _ [Em] won't _ be _ lonely.
[C]
With the [D] rest.
_ [Em] In that muddy ground, baby.
[C] _ Give me [D] bliss.
_ [Em] I don't wanna go, baby.
[C]
I must [D] confess.
[Em] Just put me down there.
[C] _ With the [D] _
rest. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Let us see the rain.
It's rolling through the trees.
I see the paper baking and a banjo on my knee.
Let us see the lightning _ _ cracking in the spring.
Oh, when the moon goes down in the morning.
I smoke and I sing.
They gone.
[Em] Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[G] Burn a _ honeysuckle.
They gone.
[C] Burn a [G] honeysuckle.
When I die. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
They [Em] gone.
Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[G] Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[C]
Burn a _ [G] honeysuckle when I die. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
When _ I. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ When I _ die, _ _ _ when _ _ I die. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I pray. _
_ _ _ _ I've prayed.
I've prayed.
_ I've prayed.
I've _ _ _ _ prayed. _ _ _ _
I've prayed. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Burn the honeysuckle from the gorge.
Now that's how you do it right there.
[F#m] Coming up next, we'll have Wade Bowen [C#] with a backstage [F#] conversation.
So, keep it right here.
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Let me tell you folks, the Gord's [C] are great.
This Austin based outfit sound is [G] nearly impossible to describe.
[B] They can do it all, from Texas [D] honky tonk to old school music from the deep south.
They can [G#m] jam on stage with the energy of a rock and roll band.
Just [G] check this one out.
I burned a honeysuckle.
[C] I literally was _ [Bm] outside my house one afternoon and [Dm] I had to tear down this huge [G] honeysuckle
_ _ plant.
Why would you?
It smells so good.
_ I had a [Am] problem with the fence there.
I had to replace the fence.
It was all [Bm] overgrown with the fence.
Yeah, but it was [C] fun _ tearing it down.
There were bees everywhere.
_ And I burned [G] it.
And at the same time, I'd been listening to a lot [D] of cowboy songs [G] and _ _ cowboy brag talk.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] There's an art to it, right?
Bragging.
Cowboy style.
Anyway, so that's what I was trying to do.
I think I tried to write a cowboy brag song _ about burning a [D] honeysuckle.
_ It is a toe-tapper showstopper.
Yeah, and you know, I didn't think much of it.
The riff is sort of based on that, _ what is that marching band thing?
Bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp, [C#] bomp, bomp, [D#] bop, bop, bop, bop.
_ _ So that's where the riff came from.
_ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I was born this summer with black gum on my heel.
Poop grown in _ cursing bleeds on my wheels.
_ Gave me a plan before I was even grown.
Opened a pocketknife and a guitar string and a live honeycomb.
_ [Em] Burning a honeysuckle.
_ [G] Burning a [Em] honeysuckle. _
_ [C] Burning a [G] honeysuckle.
Burning a honeysuckle. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Met me a girl, red on mustard greens and pear.
_ She ain't nobody like it.
[D] Smoke and a hash, yeah.
[G] Four me seven _ babies. _
Ten years time, [Dm] baby.
Skin like tobacco [G] and eyes like wine. _
[Em] Burning a honeysuckle.
_ [G] Burning a honeysuckle.
_ _ [C] Burning a [D] honeysuckle.
When [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] I'm dead _ _ and [C] gone.
_ _ And the [G] sun _ _ _ _ [D] don't _ shine.
Well, the [Em] fire, _ well, the grass [C] is gone.
_ _ _ [G] And my _ _ _ [D] mind _ _ _ _ [Em] won't _ be _ lonely.
[C]
With the [D] rest.
_ [Em] In that muddy ground, baby.
[C] _ Give me [D] bliss.
_ [Em] I don't wanna go, baby.
[C]
I must [D] confess.
[Em] Just put me down there.
[C] _ With the [D] _
rest. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Let us see the rain.
It's rolling through the trees.
I see the paper baking and a banjo on my knee.
Let us see the lightning _ _ cracking in the spring.
Oh, when the moon goes down in the morning.
I smoke and I sing.
They gone.
[Em] Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[G] Burn a _ honeysuckle.
They gone.
[C] Burn a [G] honeysuckle.
When I die. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
They [Em] gone.
Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[G] Burn a honeysuckle.
They gone.
[C]
Burn a _ [G] honeysuckle when I die. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
When _ I. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ When I _ die, _ _ _ when _ _ I die. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I pray. _
_ _ _ _ I've prayed.
I've prayed.
_ I've prayed.
I've _ _ _ _ prayed. _ _ _ _
I've prayed. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
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_ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Burn the honeysuckle from the gorge.
Now that's how you do it right there.
[F#m] Coming up next, we'll have Wade Bowen [C#] with a backstage [F#] conversation.
So, keep it right here.
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _