Copper Chords by Harry Chapin #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# Date: Tue, 13 Jan 1998 12:20:57, -0500 From: MR KEN L REYNOLDS Subject: copper_by_harry_chapin album: Legends of the Lost and Found song: Copper artist: Harry Chapin transcribed: Ken Reynolds Please enjoy the following Harry Chapin selection. Copper Harry Chapin (klr) [D] [G] [D] [G] If you were [D] looking for a way to [G] get me mad It was a [D] sure fire way you [G] found [D] Acting like a [G] half-wit fool, [A] laying your money [A7] around Well, I [D] came back to [G] tell you Lou, ^?bout [D] what you almost [G] did Don^?t you [A] ever put the cash on the [C] counter, Lou, [F] when I^?m [C] with my [G] kid Yeah, the [D] kid^?s 13, he^?s [G] growin^? Lou, two years And [D] he^?ll be bigger than [G] me Still he [D] think^?s I^?m strong as a [G] blacksmith and [A] straighter than the tall oak [A7] tree I [D] raised him alone ten [G] years now, since his [D] momma ran [G] away Well, you [A] ain^?t gonna blow his [C] image of me With a [F] stunt like you [C] pulled [G] today chorus [G] They took the copper right outta the penny, Lou They got the [D] pig locked up in the pen But you^?re [E] in big trouble with me, yes, you If you [A] ever do that [A7] again Ten [D] bucks a week [D7] protection don^?t [G]mean I can^?t knock you [E] down You got to [D] treat me [D/c#] like a [D/b] livin^? [D] saint, Lou [G] Whenever my [G/f#]son^?s [D] around [D] [G] [D] [G] Yeah, the [D] kid wants to be a [G] policeman, [D] just like [G] me You [D] know he^?ll be a [G] good one, the [A] way I started out to [A7] be And he [D] just might end up [G] police chief, Now [D ]wouldn^?t that be something to [G] see ^?Cause then the [A] kid would kick right-[C] off the force All the [F] two-bit [C] grifters like [G] me (chorus) I guess it [D] was when my [G] old lady left me and She [D] took off with a saleman [G] guy I [D] started to see things [G] differently, cut your [A] own slice outta the [A7] pie Yeah, I [D] grew up and it came [G] clear to me, all the [D] smart cops on the [G] make You get a [A] silver badge not an [C] old tin star [F] when you^?re [C] on the [G] take [G] It^?s pimps and whores, punk gang wars, [D] Robberies and homicides [Bm] When you [E] walk the beat with the creeps on the street Well, there [A] ain^?t no where to [A7] hide I spent [D] half my life [D7] without no wife Ridin^? [G] heard on the scum of the [E] earth I learned the [D] tricks of the [D/c#] trade from the [D/b] gutter [D] parade And then I [G] prayed for [G/f#] all I^?m [D] worth [D] [G] [D] [G] Don^?t you [D] know I appreciate the [G] money Lou, [D] Cause it all goes into the [G] bank And when I [D] send my kid to [G] college some day He^?ll have [A] guys like you to [A7] thank Yeah, [D] ten bucks a week on your [G] grocery store Means you [D] don^?t have to worry ^?bout [G] crime But [A] hold your money when the [C] kids with me, You can [F] pay me [C] double next [G] time (chorus) Enjoy all. Ken Reynolds ( ltwu46b@prodigy.com )
