Bob

Chords

Low-G Tuning

C
He spent fifteen years getting loaded
F
Fifteen years 'till his liver exploded
          C                               F
Now what's Bob gonna do now that he can't drink?
                  C
The doctor said, what you been thinkin' 'bout?
F
Bob said, That's the point,
                    C
I won't think about nothing
                         F
Now I gotta do something else,

OI OI OI!

C                
To pass the time Bob shaved his head
F
He got a new identity
C
Sixty-two holed air cushioned boots
      F
And a girl who rides a scooter

               C       G
Gonna take him out, of town
C              F
They would get away
C            G              C
Riding around, as the trucks drive by
F
You could here the mother fuckers go...


During the trumpet solo play the chords   C G C F


C                      
A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe
F
He'll be kickin' in heads at the punk rock show, yeah
C
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
E
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do
F
When the doctor tells him to


C               Bb              F
Quit your drinkin', now's the time
        G
Will he ever walk the line
C                 Bb              F
To all my friends, I feel just great
            G
But will he ever walk the line
C                    Bb
Kickin' ass and bustin' heads
F          G
Red suspenders
C          Bb            F
Once a day he shaves his head
G
But will he ever walk the line?


A       G         D    E
Will he ever walk the line?

A       G         D    E
Will he ever walk the line?

A       G         D    E
Will he ever walk the line?

    A       G         D    E
Oh, will he ever walk the line?


For the end play the chords   C G C F