Chords Blackfoot - Gimme, Gimme, Gimme
Lyrics Blackfoot - Gimme, Gimme, Gimme
[Intro]
E A E A
E C# F# B
[Verse]
E
Well, good God mama what’s wrong with your face
C#
Been out all night you’re a total disgrace
F# B
Here you come again with your hands out by your side
E
Yes, I don’t know what’s the matter with you
C#
Dad gummit money thing you act like a fool
F# B
Sometimes I don’t know what’s goin’ on about that
[Chorus]
E
Well Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
A
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
E B
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
E
You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around
A
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
E B E A
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues
[Verse 2]
E
Well, Mr. Businessman what do you say
C#
I seen you a poundin’ on my door today
F# B
Look at that honey, he’s got his hands out by his side
E
Yes, gimme this, gimme that like a rubber band
C#
He’s got those stretch marks all over his hands
F# B
He’s got a reputation for those old gimme blues
[Chorus 2]
E
Well Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
A
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
E B
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
E
You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around
A
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
E B E A
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues
[Interlude]
A E
Yes, you got them blues honey
A
Ahh, would you get it on that slide guitar
[Solo]
E C# F# B
E C# F# B
[Chorus 3]
E
Well Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
A
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
E B
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
E
You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around
A
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
E B E A
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues
[Verse 3]
E
Well I’m sure all my buddies been here before
C#
Mr. Businessman I’m poundin’ on your door
F# B
I think that man and a woman’s got somethin’ on me
[Chorus 4]
E
Well Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
A
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
E B
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
E
You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around
A
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
E B E
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues
[Intro]
E A E A
E C# F# B
[Verse]
E
Well, good God mama what’s wrong with your face
C#
Been out all night you’re a total disgrace
F# B
Here you come again with your hands out by your side
E
Yes, I don’t know what’s the matter with you
C#
Dad gummit money thing you act like a fool
F# B
Sometimes I don’t know what’s goin’ on about that
[Chorus]
E
Well Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
A
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
E B
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
E
You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around
A
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
E B E A
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues
[Verse 2]
E
Well, Mr. Businessman what do you say
C#
I seen you a poundin’ on my door today
F# B
Look at that honey, he’s got his hands out by his side
E
Yes, gimme this, gimme that like a rubber band
C#
He’s got those stretch marks all over his hands
F# B
He’s got a reputation for those old gimme blues
[Chorus 2]
E
Well Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
A
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
E B
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
E
You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around
A
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
E B E A
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues
[Interlude]
A E
Yes, you got them blues honey
A
Ahh, would you get it on that slide guitar
[Solo]
E C# F# B
E C# F# B
[Chorus 3]
E
Well Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
A
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
E B
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
E
You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around
A
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
E B E A
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues
[Verse 3]
E
Well I’m sure all my buddies been here before
C#
Mr. Businessman I’m poundin’ on your door
F# B
I think that man and a woman’s got somethin’ on me
[Chorus 4]
E
Well Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
A
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
E B
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
E
You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around
A
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
E B E
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues