Boy From Oklahoma Chords by Willis Alan Ramsey
Tempo:
133.3 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
Bm
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] Traveling across [G] the country,
[A] playing on the circuit [D] line.
Sometimes I think [Bm] about a man who [E] was [Em] here before my [A] time.
[G] Named for the 28th president, with the Guthrie tag to the [A] end.
[D] Born in Okie [A] Marsh shoes, with the Dust [G] Bowl blues.
A friend of the working [D] man.
[G] [D]
Now he was on partial [G] to New York [A] buildings, he tried to touch [D] the sky.
West [C#] Virginia [Bm] coal mines, [E] he took so many [A] lives.
[G] Oh, where they drove the [D] migrant workers, [G] back over in the [A] Mexico way.
[D] And the scabs [A] they run, [C] they heard [G] he'd come, and the boss there [D] started to pray.
[G] Just above from [A] Oklahoma,
[D] on an endless one [Bm] night stand.
[G] Wandering [A] and rambling, [D] drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] He played the [A] blues and the ballads, [D] and all that [G] came between.
[Em] His heart was in the [G] union, and [C] his soul was reaching [A] out for the [D] servant's dream.
[Am] [Em]
[D] [Am] [Em]
[D] I was talking to a man [G] that met him, [A] in Barnett Groves [D] town.
He said [C#] the whole place [Bm] was a shaking, as he [E] was passing his songs [A] around.
[G] In between the two [D] friend's stand, [G] where it be when the morrow [A] came.
[D] And he said to [A] his grin, [C] I put my thumb [G] in the wind, and I'm off down the road [D] again.
[G] Just above from [A] Oklahoma, [D] on an [C#] endless one [Bm] night stand.
[G] Wandering [A] and rambling, [D] drifting [F#m] with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] He played the blues [A] and the ballads, [D] and all [E] that came [G] between.
My [Em]
heart is in [G] the union, and [C] my soul is reaching [A] out for the [D] servant's dream.
[Am] [E]
[A] [Am] [G] [E] Now [D] you know that Woody [G] Guthrie is [A] dead and buried in the [D] ground.
But [F#m] sometimes I sing his [Bm] songs, and I get to [E] thinking that he's still [A] around.
I [G] also hope [Em] that his fire [D] is everlasting, [G] and testify that his [A] gospel's run true.
[D] And the rebel [A] man's [C] rears, and the [G] kingdom's ears, but his songs are for me [D] and you.
[G] Just above from Oklahoma, [A] on an [F#m] endless one [Bm] night stand.
[G] Wandering and [A] rambling, [D] drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] [Am] [A]
[A] playing on the circuit [D] line.
Sometimes I think [Bm] about a man who [E] was [Em] here before my [A] time.
[G] Named for the 28th president, with the Guthrie tag to the [A] end.
[D] Born in Okie [A] Marsh shoes, with the Dust [G] Bowl blues.
A friend of the working [D] man.
[G] [D]
Now he was on partial [G] to New York [A] buildings, he tried to touch [D] the sky.
West [C#] Virginia [Bm] coal mines, [E] he took so many [A] lives.
[G] Oh, where they drove the [D] migrant workers, [G] back over in the [A] Mexico way.
[D] And the scabs [A] they run, [C] they heard [G] he'd come, and the boss there [D] started to pray.
[G] Just above from [A] Oklahoma,
[D] on an endless one [Bm] night stand.
[G] Wandering [A] and rambling, [D] drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] He played the [A] blues and the ballads, [D] and all that [G] came between.
[Em] His heart was in the [G] union, and [C] his soul was reaching [A] out for the [D] servant's dream.
[Am] [Em]
[D] [Am] [Em]
[D] I was talking to a man [G] that met him, [A] in Barnett Groves [D] town.
He said [C#] the whole place [Bm] was a shaking, as he [E] was passing his songs [A] around.
[G] In between the two [D] friend's stand, [G] where it be when the morrow [A] came.
[D] And he said to [A] his grin, [C] I put my thumb [G] in the wind, and I'm off down the road [D] again.
[G] Just above from [A] Oklahoma, [D] on an [C#] endless one [Bm] night stand.
[G] Wandering [A] and rambling, [D] drifting [F#m] with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] He played the blues [A] and the ballads, [D] and all [E] that came [G] between.
My [Em]
heart is in [G] the union, and [C] my soul is reaching [A] out for the [D] servant's dream.
[Am] [E]
[A] [Am] [G] [E] Now [D] you know that Woody [G] Guthrie is [A] dead and buried in the [D] ground.
But [F#m] sometimes I sing his [Bm] songs, and I get to [E] thinking that he's still [A] around.
I [G] also hope [Em] that his fire [D] is everlasting, [G] and testify that his [A] gospel's run true.
[D] And the rebel [A] man's [C] rears, and the [G] kingdom's ears, but his songs are for me [D] and you.
[G] Just above from Oklahoma, [A] on an [F#m] endless one [Bm] night stand.
[G] Wandering and [A] rambling, [D] drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] [Am] [A]
Key:
G
D
A
Bm
E
G
D
A
_ [D] Traveling across [G] the country, _
[A] _ playing on the circuit [D] line. _ _
_ Sometimes I think [Bm] about a _ man who [E] was [Em] here before my [A] time. _
[G] _ Named for the 28th president, _ with the Guthrie tag to the [A] end.
[D] Born in Okie [A] Marsh shoes, with the Dust [G] Bowl blues.
A friend of the working [D] man.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D]
Now he was on partial [G] to New York [A] buildings, he tried to touch [D] the sky. _
_ West [C#] Virginia [Bm] coal _ mines, [E] he took so many [A] lives. _
[G] Oh, where they drove the [D] migrant workers, [G] back over in the [A] Mexico way. _
[D] And the scabs [A] they run, [C] they heard [G] he'd come, and the boss there [D] started to pray. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Just above from [A] Oklahoma, _
_ [D] on an endless one [Bm] night _ stand.
_ [G] _ Wandering [A] and rambling, _ [D] drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] He played the [A] blues and the _ ballads, [D] and all that [G] came between.
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] His heart was in the [G] union, and [C] his soul was reaching [A] out for the [D] servant's dream.
_ [Am] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
[D] I was talking to a man [G] that met him, [A] in Barnett Groves [D] town. _
He said [C#] the whole place [Bm] was a shaking, as he [E] was passing his songs [A] around. _ _
[G] In between the two [D] friend's stand, [G] where it be when the morrow [A] came. _
[D] And he said to [A] his grin, [C] I put my thumb [G] in the wind, and I'm off down the road [D] again. _ _ _ _ _
[G] Just _ above from [A] Oklahoma, _ _ [D] on an [C#] endless one [Bm] night stand.
_ [G] _ _ Wandering [A] and rambling, _ [D] drifting [F#m] with the [Bm] midnight sand. _
_ [G] He played the blues [A] and the _ ballads, [D] and all [E] that came [G] between. _
_ My _ _ _ [Em] _
heart is in [G] the union, and [C] my soul is reaching [A] out for the [D] servant's dream.
[Am] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _ [G] _ [E] Now [D] you know that Woody [G] Guthrie is [A] dead and buried in the [D] ground. _
But [F#m] sometimes I sing his [Bm] songs, and I get to [E] thinking that he's still [A] around.
I _ [G] also hope [Em] that his fire [D] is everlasting, [G] and testify that his [A] gospel's run true.
[D] And the rebel [A] man's _ [C] rears, and the [G] kingdom's ears, but his songs are for me [D] and you. _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] Just above from _ Oklahoma, _ [A] on an [F#m] endless one [Bm] night stand.
_ _ [G] _ _ Wandering and [A] rambling, _ [D] _ drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ playing on the circuit [D] line. _ _
_ Sometimes I think [Bm] about a _ man who [E] was [Em] here before my [A] time. _
[G] _ Named for the 28th president, _ with the Guthrie tag to the [A] end.
[D] Born in Okie [A] Marsh shoes, with the Dust [G] Bowl blues.
A friend of the working [D] man.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D]
Now he was on partial [G] to New York [A] buildings, he tried to touch [D] the sky. _
_ West [C#] Virginia [Bm] coal _ mines, [E] he took so many [A] lives. _
[G] Oh, where they drove the [D] migrant workers, [G] back over in the [A] Mexico way. _
[D] And the scabs [A] they run, [C] they heard [G] he'd come, and the boss there [D] started to pray. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Just above from [A] Oklahoma, _
_ [D] on an endless one [Bm] night _ stand.
_ [G] _ Wandering [A] and rambling, _ [D] drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
[G] He played the [A] blues and the _ ballads, [D] and all that [G] came between.
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] His heart was in the [G] union, and [C] his soul was reaching [A] out for the [D] servant's dream.
_ [Am] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
[D] I was talking to a man [G] that met him, [A] in Barnett Groves [D] town. _
He said [C#] the whole place [Bm] was a shaking, as he [E] was passing his songs [A] around. _ _
[G] In between the two [D] friend's stand, [G] where it be when the morrow [A] came. _
[D] And he said to [A] his grin, [C] I put my thumb [G] in the wind, and I'm off down the road [D] again. _ _ _ _ _
[G] Just _ above from [A] Oklahoma, _ _ [D] on an [C#] endless one [Bm] night stand.
_ [G] _ _ Wandering [A] and rambling, _ [D] drifting [F#m] with the [Bm] midnight sand. _
_ [G] He played the blues [A] and the _ ballads, [D] and all [E] that came [G] between. _
_ My _ _ _ [Em] _
heart is in [G] the union, and [C] my soul is reaching [A] out for the [D] servant's dream.
[Am] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _ [G] _ [E] Now [D] you know that Woody [G] Guthrie is [A] dead and buried in the [D] ground. _
But [F#m] sometimes I sing his [Bm] songs, and I get to [E] thinking that he's still [A] around.
I _ [G] also hope [Em] that his fire [D] is everlasting, [G] and testify that his [A] gospel's run true.
[D] And the rebel [A] man's _ [C] rears, and the [G] kingdom's ears, but his songs are for me [D] and you. _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] Just above from _ Oklahoma, _ [A] on an [F#m] endless one [Bm] night stand.
_ _ [G] _ _ Wandering and [A] rambling, _ [D] _ drifting with the [Bm] midnight sand.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _