Billy Bob Thornton - Do God Wop guitar chord
Do God Wop
written by Billy Bob Thornton
from the album "The Edge of the World"
11/3/05
NOTE: I'm starting 3 minutes in, after the agonizingly long instrumental intro.
Also, I'm only including the harmony vocals that don't conflict (chord-wise)
with Thorton's vocals. It's less complicated that way, believe me.
C
C Am F G C Am F G
C Am
My bones are starting to show thru
F G
My eyes are dark and hollow
C Am
It's all because I'm missing you
F G
It's getting hard for me to swallow
C Am
If magic doesn't really come
F G
Why did you say it did
C Am
If it's just a fantasy for some
F G
What do I tell the kids
(Rest is Spoken)
C Am
Ah Dear God
F G F C
I come to you in all humbilitude (humbilitude)
Am F G
As a representative of the children (daddy, daddyyyyyy)
C
Yes they're the ones who aksed me to come to you
Am F
And talk to you about this particular subject
G F C
That subject being that little saying you gave us when we were in Bible school
Am F
At Camp Tanico
G C
Aks (aks) and ye shall receive (take it take it ooh)
Am
Now what we aksed for was
F G C
Can you please just tell us what the fuck's goin' on (what the fuck's goin' on)
Am
Does magic really come?
F G
I don't be irreverent or anything like that
F C
I wouldn't dare would I?
Am F
But see I'm standing here at Dub Vallard's Frostee Freeze
G
At the corner of Highway 67 and Salinburger Street
C Am F G
The home of a lovely girl with a poodle haircut named Cindy
C AM F
To whom I gave one cleat, a football cleat (hit 'em again harder)
G C Am
Because I could't afford the 15 that the doctors' sons could (for you)
F G
You see, we're kinda lost out here GOd
C Am F
I've got this fucking snowcone in my hand, and it's dripping down (drip drip drip)
G F C
And we're wonderin' since you're kinda the doctor of the universe
Am F G
Could ya give us a little cream or somethin' for that (cream doctor)
C Am F
Could ya just help us out a smidgin
G C
Kinda lookin' for a clue (just a clue)
Am
I mean not in the mystery sense
F G F C
Not in the Humphrey Bogart sense
Am F
But just in the sense that
G
We wanna know what to do
C Am F G
When we wake up in the morning and our heart is beating out of our fucking chest
C Am F G C
And it hurts
