Bob Roberts Society Band chords by Jimmy Buffett

Chords with lyrics

Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)

Standard Tuning

Intro:

Dmaj7Dmaj7 D#dim7D#dim7 E minor 7Em7 A7b9A7b9 F#m7F#m7 B7B7  E7E7  A7A7


D MajorD  D7D7   G+G   Bb7Bb7   A7A7


Verse:
NC       D MajorD        D#dim7D#dim7   Em9Em9        A7A7
Well, You've heard about the alligators sleepin' in the shade
      D MajorD     D#dim7D#dim7    Em9Em9       A7A7
You've heard about the sugar barons screwin' up the 'glades,
   D MajorD       D7D7        G+G    Bb7Bb7        A7A7
It's a melting pot existence That is hard to contemplate And a never ending battle
A7A7
in the Sunshine State.

Verse:
  D MajorD    D#dim7D#dim7     Em9Em9    A7A7
But far, far away from the front page news,
  D MajorD    D#dim7D#dim7  Em9Em9    A7A7
Far, far away from the headline blues,
   D MajorD     D7D7    G+G    Bb7Bb7    A7A7
Down a secondary road that severely shows its age The forties comes to life
A7A7
on a make-shift stage.

Chorus:
     D MajorD  D#dim7D#dim7  E minor 7Em7  A7A7
It's the Bob Roberts Society Band.
F#m7F#m7     B7B7      E minor 7Em7     A7A7
Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand.
   D MajorD     D7D7       G+G     Bb7Bb7
They don't play grunge and they don't play loud.
     A7A7
It's the magic of the music that still draws a crowd.

Verse:
  D MajorD    D#dim7D#dim7     Em9Em9    A7A7
Well, the word goes out From Melbourne to the Keys.
  D MajorD    D#dim7D#dim7     Em9Em9    A7A7
The faithful get the message Like it's written on the breeze.
   D MajorD     D7D7    G+G    Bb7Bb7    A7A7
Young folks, old folks, 'Bout to cut a rug.Fox Trot, Bunny Hop, Do the Jitterbug,

Chorus:
     D MajorD  D#dim7D#dim7  E minor 7Em7  A7A7
It's the Bob Roberts Society Band.
F#m7F#m7     B7B7      E minor 7Em7     A7A7
Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand.
   D MajorD     D7D7       G+G     Bb7Bb7
They don't play grunge and they don't play loud.
     A7A7
It's the magic of the music that still draws a crowd.

Verse:
  D MajorD    D#dim7D#dim7      Em9Em9     A7A7
I saw mini vans from Boca, Buses from Perrine.
  D MajorD    D#dim7D#dim7      Em9Em9      A7A7
There were people speaking Hindu In the Bar-B-Que line.
  D MajorD        D7D7     G+G       Bb7Bb7       A7A7
A augmentedA couple on their honeymoon Looked a bit confused. But the boys in the band
A7A7
put 'em right in the mood.

Verse:
  D MajorD   D#dim7D#dim7  Em9Em9        A7A7
A augmentedA lady dressed in purple started dancing all alone
  D MajorD   D#dim7D#dim7      Em9Em9      A7A7
Then she sauntered oh so gently to the vacant microphone.
   D MajorD    D7D7     G+G      Bb7Bb7       A7A7
She sounded like she's someone and never missed a beat. By the time the number ended they were
A7A7
dancin' in the street.

Verse:
  D MajorD      D#dim7D#dim7   Em9Em9     A7A7
They'd died and gone to heaven That lively little crowd
  D MajorD      D#dim7D#dim7   Em9Em9           A7A7
Trombones and saxophones Sent 'em through the clouds
  D MajorD           D7D7        G+G     Bb7Bb7    A7A7
It could have gone all night. But the party had to stop.When they blew the circuit breaker
A7A7
In the souvenir shop


Chorus:
     D MajorD  D#dim7D#dim7  E minor 7Em7  A7A7
It's the Bob Roberts Society Band.
F#m7F#m7     B7B7      E minor 7Em7     A7A7
Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand.
   D MajorD     D7D7       G+G     Bb7Bb7
They don't play grunge and they don't play loud.
     A7A7
It's the magic of the music that still draws a crowd.


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