Тональность

CAPO: 4th FRET
 
INTRO:
 
E -3--5-3-0---
B ----------3-
G ------------
D ------------
A ------------
E ------------
 
Am  C  D  D
Am  C  D  D
 
VERSE:
Am                    C
The good Lord coulda chose any color
    D
To paint the sky where the sunset sits
Am                  C
The good book, yeah he made sure
         D
It’s on every word that was ever His
 
 
PRE-CHORUS:
          Am            C
It comes right before, white and blue
         D
I ain’t ever heard it any other way
 
 
CHORUS:
Am                          G
Red, red on the back of my neck
                       D
Red clay stains on my Chevrolet
 
Caked on these boots
        D
To the pack of Redman that my papaw chewed
 
     Am                                 G
That red, the red that runs through my blood
                               D
It’s somethin’ I’m damn proud of
           D
And man I love that I was raised on red
 
                Am  C
Yeah, raised on red
      D
Aww, tell me about it J
 
 
VERSE:
      Am               C
Don’t get me wrong, I love a green tractor
 D
Ain’t nothin’ runs like a Deere
    Am                   C
And I was baptized in a little white chapel
 D
Just like everybody else around here
 
 
CHORUS:
Am                          G
Red, red on the back of my neck
                       D
Red clay stains on my Chevrolet
 
Caked on these boots
        D
To the pack of Redman that my papaw chewed
 
     Am                             G
That red, red that runs through my blood
                               D
It’s somethin’ I’m damn proud of
       D
Man I love that I was raised on red
 
                Am  Am  G  D
Yeah, raised on red
 
 
INSTRUMENTAL/SOLO:
Am  Am  G   D
 
 
BREAK:
              Am                 C
And it’ll be pumpin’ through my veins
          D
‘Til the day they lay me in the grave
 
 
CHORUS:
Am                          G
Red, red on the back of my neck
                       D
Red clay stains on my Chevrolet
 
Caked on these boots
        D
To the pack of Redman that my papaw chewed
 
     Am                             G
That red, red that runs through my blood
                               D
It’s somethin’ I’m damn proud of
       D                        Am
Man I love that I was raised on red
 
 Am    G
Yeah, yeah
           D
Raised on red
 
 
OUTRO:
Am                    C
The good Lord coulda chose any color
    D
To paint the sky where the sunset sits