The Long Ryders — Basic Black

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Spoken "What’s he wanna know Bingo"

[Intro] 
C

[Verse 1]
  C                          F                    G           C
Have you heard from my baby, she’s walkin’ on the courthouse lawn
  F                                 D                             G
Can you tell me what she’s wearin’, can you tell me what she has on?
  F                  C
My brother said her demeanour was black,
F                         C
I guess this means she ain’t takin’ me back
        Bb                        G                      C
I’m hiding from my baby, ‘cause my baby’s wearing basic black

[Verse 2]
         C                      G                        C
Well our marriage will never go down in the books under bliss
  F                   D                              G
As a matter of fact who’da thought it turn out like this?
F                         C
My wife said she’d rather see me dead
F                         C
I think a lawyer’s gotten to her head
        Bb                        G                      C
I’m hiding from my baby, ‘cause my baby’s wearing basic black

[Verse 3]
      C                G                C
First came conjugation second came the separation
  F                        D                    G
Veiled threats though it’s supposed to be our liberation
  F                        C
What’s she doin’ diggin’ holes in the yard?
 F                    C
I like life I ain’t dyin’ so far
        Bb                        G                      C
I’m hiding from my baby, ‘cause my baby’s wearing basic black

[Solo]
 C    |G    |C    |C    |F    |D    |G    |G    |
 F    |C    |F    |C    |Bb   |G    |C    |C

[Bridge]
Bb                        C
Basic, basic, basic black Basic, basic, basic black
Bb                       C                       G
Basic, basic, basic black my baby ain’t never comin’ back

[Verse 4]
      C                      G                  C
I don’t know about you but I only got one dark suit
  F                                    D                 G
It’s for wearing at funerals it’s got a matching tie and boot
  F                     C
‘n’ speaking of clothes I ain’t putting you on
F                         C
My baby wants me under in Forest Lawn
        Bb                        G                      C
I’m hiding from my baby, ‘cause my baby’s wearing basic black
        Bb                        G                      C
I’m hiding from my baby, ‘cause my baby’s wearing basic black
        Bb                        G                      C
I’m hiding from my baby, ‘cause my baby’s wearing basic black

Spoken "That might do why don’t we come on in"