Qual o tom original da musica Screw The Hoa?

A cifra de Screw The Hoa de Buddy Brown esta identificada no tom de D. Voce tambem pode usar os controles da pagina para subir ou descer o tom conforme a sua voz.

Como mudar o tom da cifra Screw The Hoa?

Use os botoes + e - ou o seletor de tom da pagina para transpor a cifra de forma rapida. A letra e os acordes continuam alinhados para facilitar o estudo.

A cifra Screw The Hoa serve para violao e guitarra?

Sim. A cifra foi organizada com acordes para estudo, ensaio e execucao em violao ou guitarra. Quando houver tablatura, voce pode exibir ou ocultar esse conteudo na propria pagina.

Que tipo de musica e Screw The Hoa?

Screw The Hoa de Buddy Brown esta classificada no CifraNET como Cifra musical, com foco em letra, acordes e pratica musical.

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Screw The Hoa

♥

Buddy Brown

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Dificuldade: facil | Estilo: country | Sentimento: animada, fe, adoracao | Ocasião: churrasco, violao | Tags: country, churrasco, festiva, engracada, voz e violao, facil

"Screw the H.O.A", com credito para Buddy Brown. Essa gravacao aparece relacionada ao lancamento "Deep South" (ano 2019, pais US, status

Official). Bernard "Buddy" Rich foi um baterista dos Estados Unidos do estilo jazz da Era do Swing. "Night Train" é um blues de doze compassos instrumental escrita e gravada primeiramente por Jimmy Forrest em 1951.

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Video da musica

Intro 
D D Bm  D 
G  Bm A 
D D Bm  D 
G  Bm A

[Verso 1] 
D                       D                   G  Bm A 
Tell me them cops ain't pullin' in here for me, 
           D                        D                   G    Bm A 
I'm on the front porch hittin' that bottle and I got my feet, 
       D            D          G    Bm A 
Kicked up, with the radio  up  loud, 
   D                     D                 G 
Oh sheriff looks like he wants to throw me down, 
                  Bm A 
Ain't that sweet.

[Pré-Refrão] 
       D                 D 
Well I never seen such a fuss, 
       D/F# G        A       D 
'Bout 14    trucks and a bunch of whiskey turnin' up, 
   D      D/F#     G 
At 3AM in my front yard, but here we go.

[Refrão] 
    A       D                      D/F#     Bm         A A 
And I ain't never moving to the subdivision ever again, 
    D                D/F#     Bm              A A 
And screw the H.O.A. for even calling this in, 
              D 
We're cooking burgers in my drive, 
D/F#       Bm                           A A 
Disturbing peace, hell it's Friday night, 
               D                   Em         G 
You're missing out and you're just jealous anyway, 
   Bm        A   D  D 
So screw the H.O.A, 
G       Bm        A   D  D   G Bm A 
   Yeah screw the H.O.A.

[Verso 2] 
     D               D           G     Bm A 
Last week a man came by about my grass, 
   D                D                    G    Bm A 
He told me it's too high, I said kiss my ass, 
          D                 D 
Ain't you got some football on TV, 
D/F#  G                    G 
That  you can watch, don't bother me, 
A    D                            D/F#        G 
 And we ain't spoke till the cops showed up tonight, 
G 
Figures, right?

Interlude 
D  D   G  Bm A 
D  D   G  Bm A

[Pré-Refrão] 
     D                 D 
No I never seen such a fuss, 
      D/F# G        A       D 
'Bout 14   trucks and a bunch of whiskey turnin' up, 
   D      D/F#     G 
At 3AM in my front yard, but hell who knows.

[Refrão] 
            D                                     A 
And I ain't never moving to the subdivision ever again, 
    D                D/F#     Bm              A A 
And screw the H.O.A. for even calling this in, 
              D 
We're cooking burgers in my drive, 
D/F#       Bm                           A A 
Disturbing peace, hell it's Friday night, 
               D                   Em         G 
You're missing out and you're just jealous anyway, 
   Bm        A   D  D 
So screw the H.O.A, 
G       Bm        A   D  D   G Bm A 
   Yeah screw the H.O.A.

Outro 
D  D                              G    Bm A 
Thats right country boys come to town, 
D  D                           G  Bm A 
Youre all have to live with it. 
D

D D Bm  D 
G  Bm A 
D D Bm  D 
G  Bm A

Interlude 
D  D   G  Bm A 
D  D   G  Bm A

Outro 
D  D                              G    Bm A 
Thats right country boys come to town, 
D  D                           G  Bm A 
Youre all have to live with it. 
D

Intro D D Bm D G Bm A D D Bm D G Bm A [Verso 1] D D G Bm A Tell me them cops ain't pullin' in here for me, D D G Bm A I'm on the front porch hittin' that bottle and I got my feet, D D G Bm A Kicked up, with the radio up loud, D D G Oh sheriff looks like he wants to throw me down, Bm A Ain't that sweet. [Pré-Refrão] D D Well I never seen such a fuss, D/F# G A D 'Bout 14 trucks and a bunch of whiskey turnin' up, D D/F# G At 3AM in my front yard, but here we go. [Refrão] A D D/F# Bm A A And I ain't never moving to the subdivision ever again, D D/F# Bm A A And screw the H.O.A. for even calling this in, D We're cooking burgers in my drive, D/F# Bm A A Disturbing peace, hell it's Friday night, D Em G You're missing out and you're just jealous anyway, Bm A D D So screw the H.O.A, G Bm A D D G Bm A Yeah screw the H.O.A. [Verso 2] D D G Bm A Last week a man came by about my grass, D D G Bm A He told me it's too high, I said kiss my ass, D D Ain't you got some football on TV, D/F# G G That you can watch, don't bother me, A D D/F# G And we ain't spoke till the cops showed up tonight, G Figures, right? [Refrão] A D D/F# Bm A A And I ain't never moving to the subdivision ever again, D D/F# Bm A A And screw the H.O.A. for even calling this in, D We're cooking burgers in my drive, D/F# Bm A A Disturbing peace, hell it's Friday night, D Em G You're missing out and you're just jealous anyway, Bm A D So screw the H.O.A. Interlude D D G Bm A D D G Bm A [Pré-Refrão] D D No I never seen such a fuss, D/F# G A D 'Bout 14 trucks and a bunch of whiskey turnin' up, D D/F# G At 3AM in my front yard, but hell who knows. [Refrão] D A And I ain't never moving to the subdivision ever again, D D/F# Bm A A And screw the H.O.A. for even calling this in, D We're cooking burgers in my drive, D/F# Bm A A Disturbing peace, hell it's Friday night, D Em G You're missing out and you're just jealous anyway, Bm A D D So screw the H.O.A, G Bm A D D G Bm A Yeah screw the H.O.A. Outro D D G Bm A Thats right country boys come to town, D D G Bm A Youre all have to live with it. D

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