Okie From Muskogee Merle Haggard

Okie From Muskogee

Merle Haggard

Lawrence

318
0:00 2:36
Afinación Estándar (E A D G B E)
Compás 4/4
Tonalidad: D
Cejilla:
Sin cejilla
Rasgueo 1

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Letra

[Intro]
| A | - | D | - |

[Verse 1]
D
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
                              A
We don't take our trips on LSD
We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street
'Cause we like livin' right,
             D
and bein' free

[Verse 2]
D
We don't make a party out of lovin'
                                         A
But we like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy
                                      D
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do

[Chorus]
        D
And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
                                          A
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
                                                 D
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all
Bb
  Ah, Ah,

[Verse 3]
            Eb
(Ah)Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear
                                 Bb
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen
And Football's still the roughest thing on campus
                                              Eb
And the kids here still respect the college dean

[Chorus]
        Eb
And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
                                          Bb
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
                                                 Eb
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all

[Outro]
          Bb                                     Eb Bb Eb
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all

Compases

[Intro]
| A | - | D | - |

[Verse 1]
| D | - | - | - |
| - | - | A | - |
| - | - | - | - |
| - | - | D | - |

We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take our trips on LSD
We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street
'Cause we like livin' right,
and bein' free

[Verse 2]
| D | - | - | - |
| - | - | A | - |
| - | - | - | - |
| - | - | D | - |

We don't make a party out of lovin'
But we like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do

[Chorus]
| D | - | - | -  |
| - | - | A | -  |
| - | - | - | -  |
| - | - | D | Bb |

And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all
Ah, Ah,

[Verse 3]
| Eb | - | -  | - |
| -  | - | Bb | - |
| -  | - | -  | - |
| -  | - | Eb | - |

(Ah)Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen
And Football's still the roughest thing on campus
And the kids here still respect the college dean

[Chorus]
| Eb | - | -  | - |
| -  | - | Bb | - |
| -  | - | -  | - |
| -  | - | Eb | - |

And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all

[Outro]
| Bb | - | Eb | - |
| Bb | - | Eb |

And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all

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