Chords for Truckstop Honeymoon - She Wants to be French- Unofficial Music Video
Tempo:
117.4 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
A
D#
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Well, Mama, I'm in [E] trouble.
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be an American no more.
She want to be French.
She [A] wearing them stripy little shirt.
She cut her hair in a bob.
She [E] look like she should be talking in subtitles.
She make me look like a slob.
And [B] this morning she had a croissant for her petit déjeuner.
[E] You know that's what they call breakfast over there.
[A] And I try to tell her.
I try to remind her.
I [E] say, honey, you ain't from Paris.
You from Charlotte, North Carolina.
[B] And the only thing in French she know how to say is.
Je ne parle pas de français.
Parlez-vous l'anglais, s'il vous plaît?
You [A] know, and that ain't going to cut it.
What she going to do [E] when she can't even translate what's written on a pizza menu?
Well, she [B] say she don't [D#] care.
[B] First chance she get, she [E] going to fly away.
On Air France, I bet.
Cause [A] she's tired of these rock and roll old country bars.
She want to hang out in cafes.
Listening to gypsy guitars [B] and accordions.
Accordions?
Well, she never did like the banjo.
But it's better than all them [E] accordions.
Oh, yeah.
There we go.
[A] [E]
[B]
[E]
Well, mama, I'm in [B] trouble.
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be in America no more.
Uh-uh.
She want to be French.
[A] She eating Ernest Hemingway and Miller and [E] Colette.
She thinks a meal is a piece of soft cheese stuck in a rock hard baguette.
[B] And last night she went to the liquor store, get her something to drink.
[E] You know, she came back with a bottle of rosé, mama.
And there she is, in pink.
[A] And I try to tell her.
I try to remind her.
[E] I say, honey, you ain't from Marseille.
You from Charlotte, North Carolina.
And the [B] only thing in French she know how to say [E] is.
La papa te fonce pas les boulons, les s'il vous plaît.
[A] And that ain't going [E] to cut it.
No, that ain't enough.
How's she going to read what's written on the back of the prescription medicines and stuff?
[B] She can't do it alone.
She going to need help.
I'm going to have to become a little French myself.
[E] Yeah, mama, I'm in trouble.
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be in America no more.
She want to be French.
[C#]
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be an American no more.
She want to be French.
She [A] wearing them stripy little shirt.
She cut her hair in a bob.
She [E] look like she should be talking in subtitles.
She make me look like a slob.
And [B] this morning she had a croissant for her petit déjeuner.
[E] You know that's what they call breakfast over there.
[A] And I try to tell her.
I try to remind her.
I [E] say, honey, you ain't from Paris.
You from Charlotte, North Carolina.
[B] And the only thing in French she know how to say is.
Je ne parle pas de français.
Parlez-vous l'anglais, s'il vous plaît?
You [A] know, and that ain't going to cut it.
What she going to do [E] when she can't even translate what's written on a pizza menu?
Well, she [B] say she don't [D#] care.
[B] First chance she get, she [E] going to fly away.
On Air France, I bet.
Cause [A] she's tired of these rock and roll old country bars.
She want to hang out in cafes.
Listening to gypsy guitars [B] and accordions.
Accordions?
Well, she never did like the banjo.
But it's better than all them [E] accordions.
Oh, yeah.
There we go.
[A] [E]
[B]
[E]
Well, mama, I'm in [B] trouble.
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be in America no more.
Uh-uh.
She want to be French.
[A] She eating Ernest Hemingway and Miller and [E] Colette.
She thinks a meal is a piece of soft cheese stuck in a rock hard baguette.
[B] And last night she went to the liquor store, get her something to drink.
[E] You know, she came back with a bottle of rosé, mama.
And there she is, in pink.
[A] And I try to tell her.
I try to remind her.
[E] I say, honey, you ain't from Marseille.
You from Charlotte, North Carolina.
And the [B] only thing in French she know how to say [E] is.
La papa te fonce pas les boulons, les s'il vous plaît.
[A] And that ain't going [E] to cut it.
No, that ain't enough.
How's she going to read what's written on the back of the prescription medicines and stuff?
[B] She can't do it alone.
She going to need help.
I'm going to have to become a little French myself.
[E] Yeah, mama, I'm in trouble.
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be in America no more.
She want to be French.
[C#]
Key:
E
B
A
D#
C#
E
B
A
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Well, Mama, I'm in [E] trouble.
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be an American no more.
She want to be French.
She [A] wearing them stripy little shirt.
She cut her hair in a bob.
She [E] look like she should be talking in subtitles.
She make me look like a slob.
And [B] this morning she had a croissant for her petit déjeuner.
[E] You know that's what they call breakfast over there.
[A] And I try to tell her.
I try to remind her.
I [E] say, honey, you ain't from Paris.
You from Charlotte, North Carolina.
[B] And the only thing in French she know how to say is.
Je ne parle pas de français.
Parlez-vous l'anglais, s'il vous plaît?
You [A] know, and that ain't going to cut it.
What she going to do [E] when she can't even translate what's written on a pizza menu?
Well, she [B] say she don't [D#] care.
_ [B] First chance she get, she [E] going to fly away.
On Air France, I bet.
Cause [A] she's tired of these rock and roll old country bars.
She want to hang out in cafes.
Listening to gypsy guitars [B] and accordions.
_ _ Accordions?
Well, she never did like the banjo.
But it's better than all them [E] _ accordions.
Oh, yeah.
There we go.
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_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, mama, I'm in [B] trouble.
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be in America no more.
Uh-uh.
She want to be French.
[A] She eating Ernest Hemingway and Miller and [E] Colette.
She thinks a meal is a piece of soft cheese stuck in a rock hard baguette.
[B] And last night she went to the liquor store, get her something to drink.
[E] You know, she came back with a bottle of rosé, mama.
And there she is, in pink.
[A] And I try to tell her.
I try to remind her.
[E] I say, honey, you ain't from Marseille.
You from Charlotte, North Carolina.
And the [B] only thing in French she know how to say [E] is.
La papa te fonce pas les boulons, les s'il vous plaît.
[A] And that ain't going [E] to cut it.
No, that ain't enough.
How's she going to read what's written on the back of the prescription medicines and stuff?
[B] She can't do it alone.
She going to need help.
I'm going to have to become a little French myself.
[E] Yeah, mama, I'm in trouble.
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be in America no more.
She want to be French.
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, Mama, I'm in [E] trouble.
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be an American no more.
She want to be French.
She [A] wearing them stripy little shirt.
She cut her hair in a bob.
She [E] look like she should be talking in subtitles.
She make me look like a slob.
And [B] this morning she had a croissant for her petit déjeuner.
[E] You know that's what they call breakfast over there.
[A] And I try to tell her.
I try to remind her.
I [E] say, honey, you ain't from Paris.
You from Charlotte, North Carolina.
[B] And the only thing in French she know how to say is.
Je ne parle pas de français.
Parlez-vous l'anglais, s'il vous plaît?
You [A] know, and that ain't going to cut it.
What she going to do [E] when she can't even translate what's written on a pizza menu?
Well, she [B] say she don't [D#] care.
_ [B] First chance she get, she [E] going to fly away.
On Air France, I bet.
Cause [A] she's tired of these rock and roll old country bars.
She want to hang out in cafes.
Listening to gypsy guitars [B] and accordions.
_ _ Accordions?
Well, she never did like the banjo.
But it's better than all them [E] _ accordions.
Oh, yeah.
There we go.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, mama, I'm in [B] trouble.
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be in America no more.
Uh-uh.
She want to be French.
[A] She eating Ernest Hemingway and Miller and [E] Colette.
She thinks a meal is a piece of soft cheese stuck in a rock hard baguette.
[B] And last night she went to the liquor store, get her something to drink.
[E] You know, she came back with a bottle of rosé, mama.
And there she is, in pink.
[A] And I try to tell her.
I try to remind her.
[E] I say, honey, you ain't from Marseille.
You from Charlotte, North Carolina.
And the [B] only thing in French she know how to say [E] is.
La papa te fonce pas les boulons, les s'il vous plaît.
[A] And that ain't going [E] to cut it.
No, that ain't enough.
How's she going to read what's written on the back of the prescription medicines and stuff?
[B] She can't do it alone.
She going to need help.
I'm going to have to become a little French myself.
[E] Yeah, mama, I'm in trouble.
Mama, I'm in a pinch.
My baby don't want to be in America no more.
She want to be French.
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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