Daddy Lessons Beyoncé

Daddy Lessons

Beyoncé

Jared

216
0:00 4:37
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: Am
Capo:
Sans capo
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Intro]
Am
Texas, Texas, Texas

[Verse 1]
Am
Came into this world
C
Daddy's little girl
    G                             F
And daddy made a soldier out of me
Am
Daddy made me dance
    C
And daddy held my hand
    G                                  F
And daddy liked his whisky with his tea

[Pre-Chorus]
    Am
And we rode motorcycles
C
Blackjack, classic vinyl
G                             F
Tough girl is what I had to be
        Am
He said take care of your mother
C
Watch out for your sister
G                               F
Oh, that's when he gave to me...

[Chorus]
         Am
With his gun, with his head held high
   C
He told me not to cry
                  G
Oh, my daddy said shoot
                  Am
Oh, my daddy said shoot
With his right hand on his rifle
   C
He swore it on the bible
              G
My daddy said shoot
                  Am
Oh, my daddy said shoot
He held in his arms
       C
And he taught me to be strong
   G
He told me when he's gone
                  F
Here's what you do
     Am
When trouble comes to town
        C
And men like me come around
                  G
Oh, my daddy said shoot
                  Am   Am
Oh, my daddy said shoot

[Verse 2]
Am
Daddy made me fight
   C
It wasn't always right
    G                                  F
But he said girl it's your second amendment
   Am
He always played it cool
    C
But daddy was no fool
    G                                 F
And right before he died he said remember..
.

[Pre-Chorus]
        Am
He said take care of your mother
C
Watch out for your sister
G                                F
That's when daddy looked at me...

[Chorus]
         Am
With his gun, with his head held high
   C
He told me not to cry
                  G
Oh, my daddy said shoot
                  F
Oh, my daddy said shoot
         Am
With his right hand on his rifle
   C
He swore it on the bible
              G
My daddy said shoot
                  Am
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Cause he held me in his arms
       C
And he taught me to be strong
       G
And he told me when he's gone
                  F
Here's what you do
     Am
When trouble comes to town
        C
And men like me come around
                  G
Oh, my daddy said shoot
                  Am
Oh, my daddy said shoot

[Interlude]
| Am | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | F  | - |
| Am | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | Am | - |

[Outro]
         Am
My daddy warned me about men like you
        C                         G
He said baby girl he's playing you
                Am
He's playing you
My daddy warned me about men like you
        C                         G
He said baby girl he's playing you
                Am
He's playing you
Cause when trouble comes in town
        C
And men like me come around
                  G
Oh, my daddy said shoot
                  F
Oh, my daddy said shoot
           Am
Cause when trouble comes to town
        C
And men like me come around
         G
Oh, my daddy said shoot
         Am
Oh, my daddy

Mesures

[Intro]
| Am | - | - | - |
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| -  | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |

Texas, Texas, Texas

[Verse 1]
| Am | - | C | - |
| G  | - | F | - |
| Am | - | C | - |
| G  | - | F | - |

Came into this world
Daddy's little girl
And daddy made a soldier out of me
Daddy made me dance
And daddy held my hand
And daddy liked his whisky with his tea

[Pre-Chorus]
| Am | - | C | - |
| G  | - | F | - |
| Am | - | C | - |
| G  | - | F | - |

And we rode motorcycles
Blackjack, classic vinyl
Tough girl is what I had to be
He said take care of your mother
Watch out for your sister
Oh, that's when he gave to me...

[Chorus]
| Am | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | Am | - |
| -  | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | Am | - |
| -  | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | F  | - |
| Am | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | Am | - |
| Am | - | -  | - |
| -  | - | -  | - |

With his gun, with his head held high
He told me not to cry
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot
With his right hand on his rifle
He swore it on the bible
My daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot
He held in his arms
And he taught me to be strong
He told me when he's gone
Here's what you do
When trouble comes to town
And men like me come around
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot

[Verse 2]
| Am | - | C | - |
| G  | - | F | - |
| Am | - | C | - |
| G  | - | F | - |

Daddy made me fight
It wasn't always right
But he said girl it's your second amendment
He always played it cool
But daddy was no fool
And right before he died he said remember..
.

[Pre-Chorus]
| Am | - | C | - |
| G  | - | F | - |

He said take care of your mother
Watch out for your sister
That's when daddy looked at me...

[Chorus]
| Am | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | F  | - |
| Am | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | Am | - |
| -  | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | F  | - |
| Am | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | Am | - |

With his gun, with his head held high
He told me not to cry
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot
With his right hand on his rifle
He swore it on the bible
My daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Cause he held me in his arms
And he taught me to be strong
And he told me when he's gone
Here's what you do
When trouble comes to town
And men like me come around
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot

[Interlude]
| Am | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | F  | - |
| Am | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | Am | - |

[Outro]
| Am | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | Am | - |
| -  | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | Am | - |
| -  | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | F  | - |
| Am | - | C  | - |
| G  | - | Am |

My daddy warned me about men like you
He said baby girl he's playing you
He's playing you
My daddy warned me about men like you
He said baby girl he's playing you
He's playing you
Cause when trouble comes in town
And men like me come around
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Cause when trouble comes to town
And men like me come around
Oh, my daddy said shoot
Oh, my daddy

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