
Crazy Little Child Ukulele chords by Alice Cooper
Guitar chords with lyrics
Intro: A|----1-3/5-5-3-1-|---1-3-4-4-3-1---|--1-3-5-5-10----10-----10---|--------------| E|--3-------------|-3-------------3-|-3----------10-9---9-8----8-|--------------| C|----------------|-----------------|----------------------------|-10-10-7-2-~~-| G|----------------|-----------------|----------------------------|--------------| Verse 1: Gm Crazy little child D# Never got to see Gm D All the pretty things in life D Had him put away Gm Nothing they could say D# D Gm Could ever make the pieces fit
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Verse 2: Gm Aw well, Daddy-o was rich D# Mama was a b**ch Gm D Living wasn't easy in between D Behind his silent scream Gm Jackson, in his teens D# D Gm Was planning his escape Chorus: A# He was a crazy little child F New Orleans Alley playground F7 Grimy faced F7 Gm He watched the hookers cry A# F Winos were his friends and when he talked to them F7 D They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by" Verse 3: Gm Depression settin' in D# Desp'rate, cool and quick Gm D Jackson learned the ropes out on the street D Little candy stores Gm Just pickin' locks and doors D# D Gm Was practice for a two bit petty thief Intro again: A|----1-3/5-5-3-1-|---1-3-4-4-3-1---|--1-3-5-5-10----10-----10---|--------------| E|--3-------------|-3-------------3-|-3----------10-9---9-8----8-|--------------| C|----------------|-----------------|----------------------------|-10-10-7-2-~~-| G|----------------|-----------------|----------------------------|--------------| Verse 4: Gm So Jackson went to Ritz D# And ev'ryone was hip Gm D Ritz ran all the rackets there in town D If you need another boy Gm A trigger or a blade D# D Gm Well, I'm the slickest cat around Verse 5: Gm Yeah, Ritz gave him the eye D# Once over, then he smiled Gm D "Yeah, I've got something here in mind D If you meet me here at two Gm I think you'll like the view D# D Gm Of that long green when you crack that safe tonight" Chorus: A# He was a crazy little child F New Orleans Alley playground F7 Grimy faced F7 Gm He watched the hookers cry A# F Winos were his friends and when he talked to them F7 D They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by" that's right Verse 6: Gm Well, I'll wait for you outside D# And I'll be your ears and your eyes Gm D And boy, you just slip in there and bring out all that loot D But Ritz was taken by surprise Gm Couple of unspected guys D# D Gm And they left poor Jackson inside Instrumental solo: Gm Gm Gm D# D# D# Gm Gm Gm D D D D D D Gm Gm Gm D# D# D# D D D Gm A|----1-3-5-5-3-1-|---1-3-4-4-3-1---|--1-3-5-5-10----10-----10---|-----------| E|--3-------------|-3-------------3-|-3----------10-9---9-8----8-|-----------| C|----------------|-----------------|----------------------------|-10-7-2-~~-| G|----------------|-----------------|----------------------------|-----------| A|---0---1---0---1---0---|-4-1-3-1--|-555-555-555-555-5-333-|---------------|-3-5-3-1-3-5-|-13-12-10--| E|-3---3---3---3---3---3-|----------|-----------------------|-3-6-5-3-1-----|-------------|-----------| C|-----------------------|----------|-----------------------|-----------3-~~|-------------|-----------| G|-----------------------|----------|-----------------------|---------------|-------------|-----------| A|-13-12-10-9-12-15-18-17-| E|------------------------| C|------------------------| G|------------------------| A|----1-3-5-5-3-1-|---1-3-4-4-4-4-3-1---|--10-13-10-----------------------------------| E|--3-------------|-3-----------------3-|--10-------13-10----10-----------------------| C|----------------|---------------------|--10-------------12----12-10-12-10-7-7-7-5-2-| G|----------------|---------------------|---------------------------------------------| Verse 7: Gm Questions there were few D# In fact there were none Gm D When those Sheriff's bullets start to fly D He lay dying on the floor Gm With a smokin' forty-four D# D Gm He said, "I must admit the winos were right" Outro Chorus: Gm Crazy little child D# Never got to see Gm D All the pretty things in life D We buried him today Gm Nothing we could say D# D Gm Could ever make the pieces fit D# D Gm Yeah, I must admit the winos were right D# D Gm Oh, I must admit the winos were right His last words were D# D D D D Gm Gm Gm Gm I must admit the winos we-ere ri-ight A|----------| E|--3-1--3--| C|-----2----| G|----------| Gm
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