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Blues Guitar Sheet Music Blues
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"(Somebody Else Been)
Shakin' Your Tree"
Words and music by Billy Gibbons.
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Well, I'm tryin', yes I'm tryin just to get a line on you
Where you been?
But I'm havin' trouble puttin' a find on you
I'm wearin' thin
Somebody else been shaking your tree.
Supposed to saving all that stuff for me.
You been hidin', yes your're hidin', you been stayin' out on me.
Sneakin' 'round.
Me and you ain't workin' out just like we oughta be.
You've got me down.
Somebody else been shaking your tree.
Supposed to be saving all that stuff for me.
I'm tired of foolin' around with you, and sittin' here alone.
It's on my mind.
I think it's time for me to find a new tree of my own.
It's plantin' time.
Anything you wanna do is cool with me.
I don't care who shakes your tree.
"Brown Sugar"
Words and music by Billy Gibbons.
My friends, they all told me,
Man, there's something gonna change your life.
My friends, they all told me,
Man, there's something gonna change your life.
Gotta have that brown sugar.
Man it's just gonna change my life.
Man, I gotta have that brown sugar.
Man, it's just gonna make me feel so right.
There's something make me feel good,
and it's gonna change my life.
There's something make me feel good,
and it's gonna change my life.
I gotta have some of that Brown Sugar,
Gotta try it before I die.
Man it sure do save me
when there's no place left for me.
Man it sure do save me
when there's no place left for me.
Gotta have some of that Brown Sugar
as long as that's gonna set me free.
Man, there's somethin' make me feel good
and it's gonna change my life.
Man, there's somethin' make me feel good
and it's gonna change my life.
I gotta have some of that Brown Sugar,
Gotta try it before I die.
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- Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard
"Chevrolet"
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In a flat Forty-One with my strat on the door
we was goin' to the country for what we came for.
I'm sure you've smelled the trees in the air.
The best of motor cruisin's just the joy to get there.
I was approachin' Simonton down by the cotton gin.
There was old man Berkman trying to flag me in.
He asked if I would stay awhile and if I needed gas.
I said, "No thanks, anyhow I don't drive too fast."
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
I took the road down to Cinco
through that red Brazos River land,
done hit that freeway at sunset.
Now the big city lights are at hand.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
- Billy Gibbons
"Bar-B-Q"
No, baby, tell me why don't you?
Well, now, baby, tell me why don't you?
Aw, baby, tell me why don't you?
No, baby, now want to make me some?
Oh, now, baby, now want to make me some?
Aw, baby, now want to make me some?
No, baby, tell me why don't you?
Oh, now, baby, tell me why don't you
aw, make me some of your fine famous Bar-B-Q?
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Hal Leonard Guitar Method - Blues Guitar:
Hal Leonard Guitar Method Stylistic Supplement Composed by: Koch Greg
guitar (guitar tab)
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