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Coward of the county

Kenny Rogers

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|C            |               |F            |C       |
Ev'ry one con-sidered him the coward of the county
   |               |              |                |G     |
He never stood one single time to prove the county wrong
    |C              |         |F                    |C      |
His momma named him Tommy the folks just called him yellow
|               |                 |       G7    |C     |
Something always told me they were readin' Tommy wrong

|           |                      |F            |C       |
He was only ten years old when his daddy died in prison
|              |             |               |G      |
I looked after Tommy 'cos he was my brothers son
  |C               |              |F              |C       |
I still recall the final words my brother said to Tommy
|              |        |          G7      |C        |
Son my life is over but yours has just beg-un

|C            | G7  C    |F               |C     |
Promise me son  not to do the things I've done
|F             |C             |G      |
walk away from trouble if you can
    |C                   |  G7 C     |F           |C
Now it won't mean your weak if you turn the other cheek
                   |F           |G
I hope your old enough to under-stand
|Dm7                |G7         |C    |
you don't have to fight to be a man

        |D          |             |G              |D
There's someone for every one and Tommys love was Becky
|              |              |              |A    |
In her arms he didn't have to prove he was a man
    |D               |           |G               |D       |
One day while he was workin' the Gatlin boys came callin'
|                  |       |              |A7      |D
They took turns at Becky   There was three of them

|          |               |G            |D        |
Tommy open up the door and saw his Becky cryin'
    |              |                 |                  |A     |
The torn dress the shattered look was more than he could stand
   |D                |                   |G              |D      |
He reached above the fire place and took down his daddys picture
       |                 |              |               A   |D
as the tears fell on his Daddys face he heard these words a-gain

|           |  A   D    |G                     |
Promise me son not to do the things I've done
|              |D                   |
walk away from trouble if you can
    |                  |    A  D       |G                 |
Now it don't mean your weak if you turn the other cheek
  |D                 |G               |A    |
I hope your old en-ough to understand
    |                   |        A7  |D
Son you don't have to fight to be a  man

    |D               |                      |C              |D
The Gatlin boys just laughed at him when he walked into the bar room
|                 |                    |                    |     |
one of them got up    and met him half  way 'cross the floor
     |D                 |              |G               |D      |
when Tommy turned around they said Hey look ol' Yellows leaving
    |                                                   A7
But you could-a heard a pin drop when Tommy stopped and blocked the
door
|D              |            |G            |D        |
Twenty years of crawlin' was bottled up in-side him
   |              |                   |           |A   |
he wasn't holdin' nothin' back he let 'em have it all
     |D                 |          |G                  |D    |
when Tommy left the Bar room not a Gatlin boy was standin'
   |                                           |A7
He said this one's for Becky as he watched the last one fall
And I heard him say.
  |D              | A7  D    |G                  |D
I promised you Dad  not to do the things you done
  |G             |D                 |A7
I walk away from trouble when I can
    |D                         |  A7  D       |G              |D |
now please don't think I'm weak I did-n't turn the other cheek
    |               |G          |A       |A7                     |
and Popa I sure hope you understand some-times you've gotta fight
            |D      |
when your a man
|            |               |G            |D
Every one considered him the coward of the county

Zo speel je dit nummer

Leer de akkoorden van Coward of the county van Kenny Rogers op gitaar. Dit country & western-klassieke nummer uit 1979 is perfect voor gitaristen die net beginnen en graag authentieke countrysounds willen ontdekken. Met de akkoorden van dit album-nummer van Kenny krijg je een solide basis voor deze timeless countrytune.

Coward of the county ligt op beginner-niveau (niveau 2) en werkt met de akkoorden D, G, C, F, A en A7. Het format biedt je de akkoorden zonder capo, zodat je direct kunt beginnen. Pak je gitaar en werk jezelf in in dit countryverhaal.

Zo oefen je dit nummer

  1. 1

    Oefen de barré-greep F

    F is een barré-akkoord. Leg je wijsvinger plat over alle snaren en druk stevig; oefen 'm los tot elke snaar helder klinkt voordat je 'm in het nummer gebruikt.

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  2. 2

    Wissel oefenen: A7 ↔ A

    Speel elk akkoord 4 tellen, dan 2, dan 1 — met de metronoom op 60-70 bpm. Voer het tempo pas op als de wissel schoon en op tijd is.

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  3. 3

    Mooi startnummer

    Focus op zuivere akkoorden — laat elke snaar klinken. Snelheid komt vanzelf als de grepen goed zitten.

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