Born On The Bayou
Words & Music:
John Fogerty (Creedence
Clearwater Revival)
This is completely
transcribed in the July 2005 issue of Guitar One.
Intro/Rhy. Fig1: (w/ tremolo
effect) [tabbed by Jaakko
Pimperi]
4/4 E7
e-|----|-------0---------0----|--------0----------0-------||
B-|----|----------3------3--3-|-(3)----3--3-------3--3----||
G-|----|----1---------1-------|-----1----------1---------:||
D-|----|-2--------------------|--------------------------:||
A-|--2-|----------------------|---------------------------||
E-|----|----------------------|---------------------------||
E7
Now, when I was just a little
boy standin' to my Daddy's knee,
My poppa said, "Son,
don't let the man get you an' do what he done to me."
'Cause he'll get you; 'cause
he'll get you now, now.
E7
A E7
A
And I can remember the Fourth
of July--, runnin' through the backwood, bare.
E7
And I can still hear my old
hound dog barkin'
E7
D A E7
D A
Chasin' down a hoodoo
there---, chasin' down a hoodoo there.
CHORUS:
E7
D A
Born on the bayou. [3x]
Guitar Solo: [tabbed by Jaakko Pimperi]
E7
e-|--------------|-------------------------|--------------------|-----------------------|
B-|--------------|-------------------------|--------------------|-----------------------|
G-|-2~~~~~~------|-2-p1--2-p1--2-p1--2-p1--|--2-p1--2-p1-----1--|--2-p1--2-p1------1--2-|
D-|--------------|-------------------------|--------------2-----|---------------2-------|
A-|--------------|-------------------------|--------------------|-----------------------|
E-|--------------|-------------------------|--------------------|-----------------------|
e-|--------0-------------|----0-------------------|---------------------|----------------|
B-|------3---------------|--3---------------------|---------------------|----------------|
G-|-2-/4------2--1--2-/4-|-------2--1--2-p1--2-p1-|--2-p1--2-p1---------|----------------|
D-|----------------------|------------------------|---------------2---2-|-(2)------------|
A-|----------------------|------------------------|---------------------|----------------|
E-|----------------------|------------------------|---------------------|----------------|
Wish I was back on the bayou,
rollin' with some Cajun queen.
Wishin' I were a fast freight
train, just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans.
CHORUS:
I can remember the fourth of
July, runnin' through the backwood, bare.
And I can still hear my old
hound dog barkin'
Chasin' down a hoodoo there,
chasin' down a hoodoo there.
CHORUS: