White Boy With The Feather
Jason DownsVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Got off the greyhound at the port in New York City
Looking for a break and some fame and fortune
La de da
My father said boy its dangerous out there
You better use a jimmy hat
And don't forget your combat boots, boy
Repeat intro:
Who's the white boy over there?
With the feather in his hair
I'm gonna beat him and rob him
I swear
He must be new cuz he ain't from here
Gonna bust him down
With a left to the ear
Got knocked on the floor
After they took my lucky jacket
But you can't have my guitar so
I swung my case and kicked 'em in the face
I had my lights knocked out in New York City
But when I came to I saw a beautiful woman starin' down at me
And so I just had to say
Oh, what a beautiful day.
He's a white boy with a feather
I really love this day
He's a white boy with a feather
I wouldn't rather be anywhere
Where I am, Oooo
Back in her crib, we played strip poker
I was losing big,
Down to nothing but my boots and
My feather in my hair when she
Took off her wig
And said you been had, I'm a man
This is my gun
Give me your money, and run
PLAY INTRO
Ah, who's the white boy over there?
With the feather in his hair
And no under wear
He must be smokin' or jokin' I swear
Trippin on sometin'
Butt naked runnin' through Times Square
So I grab my guitar and I fly down 42nd street
And I stopped in Times Square
And played my song, here's a little ditty for NY City
No one seemed to notice
Only made a few pennies
Was about to move on
When I saw a couple of guys comin' for me
Saying something like 'white boy'
pete
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Readable chord sheet for White Boy With The Feather by Jason Downs
[C] [G] [F] [G] [Dm]Got off the grey[Am]hound at the por[Dm]t in New York Ci[Am]ty [Dm]Looking for a br[Am]eak and some[G] fame and fortune La de da [Dm]My father said[Am] boy its d[Dm]angerous out the[Am]re [Dm]You better use a[Am] jimmy hat [G]And don't forget your combat boots, boy Repeat intro: [C] [G] [F] [G] Who's the white boy over there? With the feather in his hair I'm gonna beat him and rob him I swear He must be new cuz he ain't from here Gonna bust him down With a left to the ear Got knocked on the floor After they took my lucky jacket But you can't have my guitar so I swung my case and kicked 'em in the face I had my lights knocked out in New York City But when I came to I saw a beautiful woman starin' down at me And so I just had to say [C]Oh, what a beautiful d[G]ay. [F]He's a white boy with [G]a feather [C]I really love this day[G] [F]He's a white boy with [G]a feather [C]I wouldn't rather be a[G]nywhere [F]Where I am, Oooo [G] Back in her crib, we played strip poker I was losing big, Down to nothing but my boots and My feather in my hair when she Took off her wig And said you been had, I'm a man This is my gun Give me your money, and run PLAY INTRO Ah, who's the white boy over there? With the feather in his hair And no under wear He must be smokin' or jokin' I swear Trippin on sometin' Butt naked runnin' through Times Square So I grab my guitar and I fly down 42nd street And I stopped in Times Square And played my song, here's a little ditty for NY City No one seemed to notice Only made a few pennies Was about to move on When I saw a couple of guys comin' for me Saying something like 'white boy' pete