The Night They Killed Country Music Chords by The Bellamy Brothers
Tempo:
54.8 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I was there the [G] night they killed [C] country music
[G] [D]
[G] Well the bull was bucking hard and [C] the scene was so [G] bizarre
As a busload of tourists [D] wandered in
[G] They'd never seen a ratch [C] and most of them [G] spoke French
And they all got [D] to see if they [G] could dance
And up there on the stage [C] a band called Prairie [G] Sage
Was trying to keep the old [D] ways alive
[G] But the urbaners, they wouldn't listen
They [C] bought t-shirts [G] and went pissing
All the locals [D] were coming to [G] this dance
And I was there the night they killed [C] country music
I [G] was sitting on a bar stool, crying in [D] my bed
I [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
In [G] one evening they [D] destroyed the last [G] 50 years
[D]
[G] [C]
[G] [D] [G]
Well they all wore Calvin Klein's, [C] the hugment [G] tied behind
And little golden cook spoons [D] on the cheek
[G] As I sat there on the back row, [C] trying to [G] hear the dobro
I swear I heard [D] one old [G]-timer sing
[D] I [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
I [G] was sitting on a bar stool, crying in [D] my bed
I [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
In [G] one evening [D] they destroyed the last [G] 50 years
In one evening they [D] destroyed the last [G] 50 years
[G] [D]
[G] Well the bull was bucking hard and [C] the scene was so [G] bizarre
As a busload of tourists [D] wandered in
[G] They'd never seen a ratch [C] and most of them [G] spoke French
And they all got [D] to see if they [G] could dance
And up there on the stage [C] a band called Prairie [G] Sage
Was trying to keep the old [D] ways alive
[G] But the urbaners, they wouldn't listen
They [C] bought t-shirts [G] and went pissing
All the locals [D] were coming to [G] this dance
And I was there the night they killed [C] country music
I [G] was sitting on a bar stool, crying in [D] my bed
I [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
In [G] one evening they [D] destroyed the last [G] 50 years
[D]
[G] [C]
[G] [D] [G]
Well they all wore Calvin Klein's, [C] the hugment [G] tied behind
And little golden cook spoons [D] on the cheek
[G] As I sat there on the back row, [C] trying to [G] hear the dobro
I swear I heard [D] one old [G]-timer sing
[D] I [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
I [G] was sitting on a bar stool, crying in [D] my bed
I [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
In [G] one evening [D] they destroyed the last [G] 50 years
In one evening they [D] destroyed the last [G] 50 years
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I was there the [G] night they killed [C] country music
_ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ Well the bull was bucking hard and [C] the scene was so [G] bizarre
As a busload of tourists [D] wandered in
_ [G] They'd never seen a ratch [C] and most of them [G] spoke French
And they all got [D] to see if they [G] could dance
_ And up there on the stage [C] a band called Prairie [G] Sage
Was trying to keep the old [D] ways alive
_ _ [G] But the urbaners, they wouldn't listen
They [C] bought t-shirts [G] and went pissing
All the locals [D] were coming to [G] this dance
And I was there the night they killed [C] country music
I [G] was sitting on a bar stool, crying in [D] my bed
I _ [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
In [G] one evening they [D] destroyed the last [G] 50 years
[D] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ Well they all wore Calvin Klein's, [C] the hugment [G] tied behind
And little golden cook spoons [D] on the cheek _
_ [G] As I sat there on the back row, [C] trying to [G] hear the dobro
I swear I heard [D] one old [G]-timer sing
[D] I [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
I [G] was sitting on a bar stool, crying in [D] my bed
I [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
In [G] one evening [D] they destroyed the last [G] 50 years
In one evening they [D] destroyed the last [G] 50 years _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ Well the bull was bucking hard and [C] the scene was so [G] bizarre
As a busload of tourists [D] wandered in
_ [G] They'd never seen a ratch [C] and most of them [G] spoke French
And they all got [D] to see if they [G] could dance
_ And up there on the stage [C] a band called Prairie [G] Sage
Was trying to keep the old [D] ways alive
_ _ [G] But the urbaners, they wouldn't listen
They [C] bought t-shirts [G] and went pissing
All the locals [D] were coming to [G] this dance
And I was there the night they killed [C] country music
I [G] was sitting on a bar stool, crying in [D] my bed
I _ [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
In [G] one evening they [D] destroyed the last [G] 50 years
[D] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ Well they all wore Calvin Klein's, [C] the hugment [G] tied behind
And little golden cook spoons [D] on the cheek _
_ [G] As I sat there on the back row, [C] trying to [G] hear the dobro
I swear I heard [D] one old [G]-timer sing
[D] I [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
I [G] was sitting on a bar stool, crying in [D] my bed
I [G] was there the night they killed [C] country music
In [G] one evening [D] they destroyed the last [G] 50 years
In one evening they [D] destroyed the last [G] 50 years _ _
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