Cifra de The Critic (chords And Bass - lines) - Toby Keith
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Primeiro acorde: B 8 acordes identificados
4/4 time, bass notes hit every-other beat
I labeled the chords underneath to clarify fingerings
Intro:
e-----3-----0-----0-----2?
B-----3-----3-----1-----3-
G-----0-----0-----2-----2- Play twice, then third time
D-----0-----0-----0--0---- instead of the ?D? part,
A-----2--2-----3---------- slide into this ?C? part?
E--3---------------------- (C chord moved up 1 fret)
e-----0-----2-----2-----------------
B-----2-----3-----3-----------------
G-----3-----2-----2-----------------
D-----0--0-----0-----0--------------
A--4--------------------3--2--0-----
E--------------------------------3-- ?back to beginning
(don?t know name of that C-chord, any help?)
So during the song, where you see a chord name, what?s really being played is
what?s above, baselines first and the chords strummed, pretty simple but a task
to tab out;)
Also, Larry said to just post this without all the chords so if anyone can get
that darn bridge figured out, private message me or submit your own version?I
think its in Ab or A-dim something like that?enjoy! Seminole9300
Verse 1:
He gets up real early on his morning drive
G G/B C D
Down to the office for his nine to five
He drives a 94 two-tone economy car
D D C-walkdown
Loves to tell the local boys down at the bar
That he?s the critic, yea I can hook ya up
I know everyone in the business
Verse 2:
He flunked junior high band he couldn?t march in time
He tried to write a song once but he couldn?t make it rhyme
He learned 2 or 3 chords on a pawn-shop guitar
He just never quite had what it took to be a star
So he?s a critic, yea I work for the Gazette
I got a real job
Bridge:
He wrote a five star column on a band you never heard
He wrote a bluegrass review without an unkind word
He thought it was time to ask his boss for a raise
His boss said, I can? even tell
If anyone?s even reading your page (back to intro licks
Verse 3:
So he thought and he thought a little more
He saw a young hot star headed into town
Then he hid behind his typewriter and gunned the boy down
G G/B C C*
Here come the letters, the emails, the faxes
They raised him to 20,000 dollars after taxes
He?s a happy critic, yea he?s rollin? in the dough
(rest is spoken over the intro tabbed above)
This is easy they?re all reading my column
Please don?t tell my momma
That I write the music column for the Gazette
She still thinks I play piano down at the Cathouse
Let's get funky with this now boys
Play it on
Come on Shannon
There's ol' Bill jumpin' in
Glenn's layin' it down
Come on Shannon
Aah My man Steve
Man my fingers are gettin' tired Ya'll gonna have to hurry
This snappin' thing wearin' me out
Theres ol Shannon guess he was on a coffee break
They're gonna love you cause they already love me
Yeah It's the critic