Bad, Bad Leroy Brown taby ukulele według Jim Croce (Chwyty barytonu)

Intro:

C G7

Verse 1:

               C
Well, the south side of Chicago
         D7
Is the baddest part of town.
           E7
And if you go down there
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You better just beware of a man name of Leroy Brown.
     C
Now, Leroy more than trouble,
           D7
You see he stand about 'bout six foot four.
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All the downtown ladies call him "treetop lover."
        G7       F7           C  G7
All the men just call him "sir."

Chorus:           

         C 
And he's bad, bad, Leroy Brown,
    D7
The baddest man in the whole damn town.
E7                      F7
Badder than old King Kong
    G7            F7         C  G7
And meaner than a junkyard dog.

Verse 2:

     C
Now, Leroy, he a gambler,
       D7 
and he like his fancy clothes.
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And he like to wave diamond rings
            G7   F7     C  G7
in front of everybody's nose
         C
He got a custom Continental.
          D7
He got an Eldorado too.
         E7                    F7
He got a thirty-two gun in his pocket for fun.
         G7    F7     C    G7
He got a razor in his shoe.

(Repeat Chorus)

Verse 3:

      C        
Well, Friday 'bout a week ago,
D7
Leroy's shootin' dice.
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And at the edge of the bar sat a girl name of Doris
    G7       F7        C   G7
and oh, that girl look nice
         C
Well, he cast his eyes upon her
        D7
and the trouble soon began.
    E7                        F7
And Leroy Brown, he learned a lesson 'bout messin'
         G7        F7      C   G7
with the wife of a jealous man

(Repeat Chorus)

Verse 4:

          C
Well, the two men took to fightin'
              D7
And when they pulled them from the floor,
E7                  F7                   G7        F7     C    G7
Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle with a couple of pieces gone.

(Repeat Chorus 2Xs) 

Outro            

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Yes, you were badder than old King Kong
    G7*           F7       C
And meaner than a junkyard dog.