Chords for Wild Dogs Of Kentucky
Tempo:
121.45 bpm
Chords used:
C#m
G#
F#m
C#
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#m] Way up in the hills of old Kentucky, every [G#] farmer has a savage [G#] hunting dog.
[C#m] The dogs are sleek and trim and mighty lucky, cause all day [G#] long they sleep just [C#m] like a log.
But when the sun has gone behind the mountain, they [G#] stir and snarl and bellow at the moon.
[C#m] Their spirits are wild and bubbly like a fountain, cause they know they'll [G#] soon be running [C#m] after Coon.
The wild dogs of Kentucky, [F#m] the wild dogs of Kentucky, [G#]
the wild, [C#m] wild dogs of Kentucky.
The grass is dancing wildly in the meadows, [F#m] to the tune of hounds a baying [G#] from afar.
[C#m] Old Coon is scared and trembling in the shadows, he's wishing [G#] he was hiding [C#m] on a star.
Here come the dogs a flying through the field, [F#m] with Coon a streaking for the [G#] brush and trees.
[C#m] They know that Coon's a mighty tasty meal, oh their savage [G#] howls a devil's [C#m] blood would freeze.
The wild dogs of Kentucky, [F#m] the wild dogs of Kentucky, [G#]
the wild, wild dogs [C#m] of Kentucky.
The piney woods are deep and dark and spooky, [F#m] but dogs rush in where humans [G#] fear to tread.
[C#m] There's Pal and Part and Jinx and Spot and Lukie, they'll never rest till Coon's a lying dead.
The chase is long and hard and finally ended, [F#m] they treat poor Mr.
Coon down [G#] by the stream.
[C#m] They're waiting for the shotgun man to end it, and they're snarling yap [G#] and yelping like [C#m] a dream.
The wild dogs of Kentucky, the [C#] wild dogs of [F#m] Kentucky, the wild, wild dogs of [D#] Kentucky.
[E]
[C#m] The dogs are sleek and trim and mighty lucky, cause all day [G#] long they sleep just [C#m] like a log.
But when the sun has gone behind the mountain, they [G#] stir and snarl and bellow at the moon.
[C#m] Their spirits are wild and bubbly like a fountain, cause they know they'll [G#] soon be running [C#m] after Coon.
The wild dogs of Kentucky, [F#m] the wild dogs of Kentucky, [G#]
the wild, [C#m] wild dogs of Kentucky.
The grass is dancing wildly in the meadows, [F#m] to the tune of hounds a baying [G#] from afar.
[C#m] Old Coon is scared and trembling in the shadows, he's wishing [G#] he was hiding [C#m] on a star.
Here come the dogs a flying through the field, [F#m] with Coon a streaking for the [G#] brush and trees.
[C#m] They know that Coon's a mighty tasty meal, oh their savage [G#] howls a devil's [C#m] blood would freeze.
The wild dogs of Kentucky, [F#m] the wild dogs of Kentucky, [G#]
the wild, wild dogs [C#m] of Kentucky.
The piney woods are deep and dark and spooky, [F#m] but dogs rush in where humans [G#] fear to tread.
[C#m] There's Pal and Part and Jinx and Spot and Lukie, they'll never rest till Coon's a lying dead.
The chase is long and hard and finally ended, [F#m] they treat poor Mr.
Coon down [G#] by the stream.
[C#m] They're waiting for the shotgun man to end it, and they're snarling yap [G#] and yelping like [C#m] a dream.
The wild dogs of Kentucky, the [C#] wild dogs of [F#m] Kentucky, the wild, wild dogs of [D#] Kentucky.
[E]
Key:
C#m
G#
F#m
C#
D#
C#m
G#
F#m
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] Way up in the hills of old Kentucky, _ every [G#] farmer has a savage [G#] hunting dog. _
[C#m] The dogs are sleek and trim and mighty lucky, _ cause all day [G#] long they sleep just [C#m] like a log. _
But when the sun has gone behind the mountain, _ they [G#] stir and snarl and bellow at the moon.
_ [C#m] Their spirits are wild and bubbly like a fountain, _ cause they know they'll [G#] soon be running [C#m] after Coon.
_ The wild dogs of Kentucky, _ [F#m] the wild dogs of Kentucky, _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ the wild, [C#m] wild dogs of Kentucky.
_ The grass is dancing wildly in the meadows, _ [F#m] to the tune of hounds a baying [G#] from afar.
_ [C#m] Old Coon is scared and trembling in the shadows, _ he's wishing [G#] he was hiding [C#m] on a star.
_ Here come the dogs a flying through the field, _ [F#m] with Coon a streaking for the [G#] brush and trees.
_ [C#m] They know that Coon's a mighty tasty meal, _ oh their savage [G#] howls a devil's [C#m] blood would freeze.
The wild dogs of Kentucky, _ [F#m] the wild dogs of Kentucky, _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ the wild, wild dogs [C#m] of Kentucky.
_ The piney woods are deep and dark and spooky, _ [F#m] but dogs rush in where humans [G#] fear to tread.
_ _ [C#m] There's Pal and Part and Jinx and Spot and Lukie, _ they'll never rest till Coon's a lying dead.
_ The chase is long and hard and finally ended, _ [F#m] they treat poor Mr.
Coon down [G#] by the stream.
_ [C#m] They're waiting for the shotgun man to end it, and they're snarling yap [G#] and yelping like [C#m] a dream.
_ The wild dogs of Kentucky, the [C#] wild dogs of [F#m] Kentucky, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
the wild, wild dogs of [D#] Kentucky. _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] Way up in the hills of old Kentucky, _ every [G#] farmer has a savage [G#] hunting dog. _
[C#m] The dogs are sleek and trim and mighty lucky, _ cause all day [G#] long they sleep just [C#m] like a log. _
But when the sun has gone behind the mountain, _ they [G#] stir and snarl and bellow at the moon.
_ [C#m] Their spirits are wild and bubbly like a fountain, _ cause they know they'll [G#] soon be running [C#m] after Coon.
_ The wild dogs of Kentucky, _ [F#m] the wild dogs of Kentucky, _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ the wild, [C#m] wild dogs of Kentucky.
_ The grass is dancing wildly in the meadows, _ [F#m] to the tune of hounds a baying [G#] from afar.
_ [C#m] Old Coon is scared and trembling in the shadows, _ he's wishing [G#] he was hiding [C#m] on a star.
_ Here come the dogs a flying through the field, _ [F#m] with Coon a streaking for the [G#] brush and trees.
_ [C#m] They know that Coon's a mighty tasty meal, _ oh their savage [G#] howls a devil's [C#m] blood would freeze.
The wild dogs of Kentucky, _ [F#m] the wild dogs of Kentucky, _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ the wild, wild dogs [C#m] of Kentucky.
_ The piney woods are deep and dark and spooky, _ [F#m] but dogs rush in where humans [G#] fear to tread.
_ _ [C#m] There's Pal and Part and Jinx and Spot and Lukie, _ they'll never rest till Coon's a lying dead.
_ The chase is long and hard and finally ended, _ [F#m] they treat poor Mr.
Coon down [G#] by the stream.
_ [C#m] They're waiting for the shotgun man to end it, and they're snarling yap [G#] and yelping like [C#m] a dream.
_ The wild dogs of Kentucky, the [C#] wild dogs of [F#m] Kentucky, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
the wild, wild dogs of [D#] Kentucky. _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _