F7 Lover. C7
Matter of opinion,
That's all right,
Mama was, Papa too,
And I'm the G7 only child,
F7 Lovin' is all I know to C7 do.
I know to C7 do.
Verse 2:
C7 (n.c)
You know,
What, Otis?
What?
You're country,
That's all right,
You straight from the Georgia woods,
That's good,
You know what?
You wear overalls and big old Brogan shoes,
And you need a haircut, tramp.
Haircut?
Woman, you foolin',
Ooh, I'm a...
F7 Lover, C7
Mama was, Grandmama, Papa too,
Boogaloo, all that stuff.
And I'm the G7 only Son-of-a-gun,
F7 This side of the C7 sun.
Verse 3:
C7 (n.c)
Tramp!
You know what, Otis?
I don't care what you say;
You're still a tramp.
What?
That's right,
You haven't even got a fat bankroll,
In your pocket,
You probably haven't even,
Got Twenty-five cents.
I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns,
Four Fords, six Mercuries,
Three T-Birds...Mustang,
Ooh, I'm a...
F7 Lover, C7
Mama was, Papa too.
I tell you one thing;
Well tell me,
I'm the G7 only, Son-of-a-gun,
F7 This side of the C7 sun.
Coda:
C7 You're a tramp, Otis.
No I'm not.
I don't care what you say;
You're still a tramp.
What's wrong with that?
Look here.
You ain't got no money,
I got everything,
You can't buy me all those minks and sables,
And all that stuff I want,
I can buy you minks, rats,
Frogs, squirrels, rabbits,
Anything you want, woman.
Look, you can go out in the Georgia woods,
And find them, baby,
Oh, you foolin',
You're still a tramp,
That's all right,
You a tramp, Otis, you just a tramp.
That's all right,
You wear overalls, you need a haircut, baby,
Cut off some of that hair off your head,
You think you a lover, huh?
(Repeat to Fade)
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
C7 F7 G7
EADGBE x32310 EADGBE 131211 EADGBE 323000
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2006
(clumsyband@hotmail.com)
Otis Redding
