Carl Perkins – Boppin The Blues chords

Boppin' The Blues:Carl Perkins.
Recorded at Sun Records in 1956.

CHORUS:
AWell, all my friends are boppin' the blues,
                 A7it must be goin' round.
DAll them cats are boppin' the blues, 
   Ait must be goin' round.
E                                      A    EI love you, baby, I must be rhythm bound.

#1.
AWell, the doctor told me, Carl, you don't need no pills.
           D                                      AYeah, that doctor told me, boy, you don't need no pills.
       E                                               A   EJust a handful of nickels and a jukebox will cure your ills.

CHORUS:
AWell, all my friends are boppin' the blues,
                 A7it must be goin' round.
DAll them cats are boppin' the blues, 
   Ait must be goin' round.
E                                      A    EI love you, baby, I must be rhythm bound.

#2.
A                                                   A7Well, the old cat bug, bit me, man, I don't feel no pain.
           D                                         AYeah, that jitterbug caught me, man, I don't feel no pain.
  E                                          A    EI still love you baby, but I'll never be the same.

CHORUS:
AWell, all my friends are boppin' the blues,
                 A7it must be goin' round.
DAll them friends are boppin' the blues, 
   Ait must be goin' round.
E                                      A    EI love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound.

BREAK: (5th fr. A A7 A A7 A A7  D A E D A E)

CHORUS:
AWell, all my friends are boppin' the blues,
                 A7it must be goin' round.
DAll them cats are boppin' the blues, 
   Ait must be goin' round.
E                                      A    EI love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound.

#3.
A                                                        A7Well, grandpa done got rhythm, and he threw his crutches down.
        DOh, the old boy done got rhythm and blues and he threw 
Athem crutches down.
E                                                     AGrandma, he ain't triflin', well the old boy's rhythm bound.

CHORUS:
AWell, all my friends are boppin' the blues,
                 A7it must be goin' round.
DAll them cats are boppin' the blues, 
   Ait must be goin' round.
E                                      A    EI love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound.

OUTRO:
  A                              A7A rock bop, rhythm and blues...A rock bop, rhythm and blues.
  D                               AA rock rock, rhythm and blues...A rock rock, rhythm and blues.
E                    D             ARhythm and blues, it must be goin' round.(Fade.)


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