Helmet Head
Great Big SeaVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
: 320003 or 320033 (whichever you prefer, they're very similar)
: x24432 this one is a pain if you're not experienced, I just play it xxx432, makes
a bit easier
I was just seventeen, when I made the AHL
I couldn't skate in junior, but my fists rang like a bell.
I'll never win a title, and I'll never win the cup,
But when it comes to ladies, I've had the best of luck.
almost same as intro, listen to the song for the beat, the strumming is a little
in this song)
My first one was a sly one, hanging round the rink,
But they sent me off to Cornwall, as fast as you could blink,
In Moose Jaw I was right in love, the daughter of the coach -
He traded me for nothing, didn't take to my approach.
So good-bye, fare thee well,
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.
(All verses are the same)
Chantal was from Moncton, elle a joué avec moi.
A tongue as sharp as razors, but she had a fancy car.
Her husband was a bruiser, played senior in Quebec,
If he'd had the rights of it, it would have been my neck.
Nancy couldn't watch me fight, she'd always be in tears,
Waving from the bleachers, and screaming in my ears,
Dee I should have married, and we had a dandy fling,
But I had a one way contract, blew the money for the ring.
I should have sent a letter, and it would have been polite,
But I'm cleaning out my locker, and time is getting tight.
I'm calling from the station, perhaps another day,
Cause they're calling up a rookie, and they're trading me away
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Readable chord sheet for Helmet Head by Great Big Sea
[G]: 320003 or 320033 (whichever you prefer, they're very similar) [Bm]: x24432 this one is a pain if you're not experienced, I just play it xxx432, makes a bit easier I was [D]just seventeen, when I [A]made the AH[D]L I [G]couldn't skate in [D]junior, but my [A]fists rang like a bell. I'll [G]never win a [D]title, and I'll [A]never win the [Bm]cup, [A]But [D]when it comes to ladies, I've had the best of luck. almost same as intro, listen to the song for the beat, the strumming is a little in this song) [D]My first one was a sly one, [A]hanging round the [D]rink, But they sent [G]me off to Corn[D]wall, as [A]fast as you could blink, In Moose [G]Jaw I was right [D]in love, the daugh[A]ter of the [Bm]coach - He [G]traded me for noth[D]ing, didn't [A]take to my app[D]roach. So good-[A]bye, fare thee well, [D]There's no time for de[A]lay, [G]You'll see me at the [D]face-off, or [A]catch the play-by-play So good-[A]bye, fare thee well, [D]I'm glad you shared my [A]bed, [G]But never trust a [D]fellow with a [A]helmet on his [Bm]head. (All verses are the same) Chantal was from Moncton, elle a joué avec moi. A tongue as sharp as razors, but she had a fancy car. Her husband was a bruiser, played senior in Quebec, If he'd had the rights of it, it would have been my neck. Nancy couldn't watch me fight, she'd always be in tears, Waving from the bleachers, and screaming in my ears, Dee I should have married, and we had a dandy fling, But I had a one way contract, blew the money for the ring. I should have sent a letter, and it would have been polite, But I'm cleaning out my locker, and time is getting tight. I'm calling from the station, perhaps another day, Cause they're calling up a rookie, and they're trading me away