Satin Skirt And Dancin Shoes Chords & Lyrics - Mean Mary

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Key: A Minor
Main Chords: Am, F, E7, D
Total Chords Used: 4
Difficulty:
  • 🎸 Guitar: Medium
  • 🎶 Ukulele: Medium
  • 🎹 Piano: Easy
Language: English
 
CAPO: 2nd Fret

[INTRO]
[Am] [F] [E7] [Am] [F] [E7] [Am]

[VERSE 1]
They built this [F]club back when [E7]I was three
Momma [Am]sang for [F]dollars and [E7]Dadd[Am]y drank for free
While I’d hide in the [F]kitchen eatin’ [E7]rich folk’s hors d’oeuvres
And [Am]listenin’ to them [F]talk about[E7] Momma's sweet young[Am] curves

[CHORUS]
Now, Momma was a [F]lady, never [E7]did nothin’ wrong
[Am]Lord, could she [F]help it if her [D]legs were too [Am]long
She sang hymns Sunday [F]mornings, but at [E7]night she’d sing the blues
In her [Am]satin [F]skirt and [D]dancin’ [Am]shoes [F] [E7] [Am]

[VERSE 2]
There’s a picture of [F]Momma hanging [E7]over the bar
Papa [Am]said that one [F]day he would[E7] make her a [Am]star
But time goes [F]by, [E7]dreams and pictures fade
Cruel [Am]drink be[F]came Papa’s [E7]only cru[Am]sade

[CHORUS]
Broken [F]hearts and[E7] cigarette smoke
Well, [Am]I spent my [F]time just [D]growing up broke
I’d [Am]wear Papa’s [F]shirt, still [E7]smellin’ of the booze
And Momma’s [Am]satin [F]skirt and [D]dancin’ [Am]shoes

[INSTRUMENTAL]
[Am] [F] [E7] [Am] [F] [E7] [Am]

[VERSE 3]
Well, Papa drank him[F]self six [E7]feet under dirt
[Am]Momma, she got [F]tired of her[E7] satin [Am]skirt
She left it to [F]me with her [E7]shoes and a note
"When [Am]life is fun[F]ny”, was [E7]all that she [Am]wrote

[CHORUS]
Well, I don't [F]know how I[E7] made it this far
I [Am]didn’t learn [F]much in that [D]lonely old [Am]bar
But I learned how to [F]flirt and[E7] to sing the blues
In Momma’s [Am]satin [F]skirt and [D]dancin’ [Am]shoes

[INSTRUMENTAL]
[Am] [F] [E7] [Am] [F] [E7] [Am]

[CHORUS]
Oh, now, Momma was a [F]lady, oh, never [E7]did nothin’ wrong
But her [Am]hair was too [F]wavy and her [D]legs were too [Am]long
She’d look like an [F]angel with [E7]nothing left to lose
Oh, in her [Am]satin [F]skirt and [D]dancin’ [Am]shoes
She’d praise god Sunday [F]morning, but at [E7]night she’d sing the blues
In a [Am]satin [F]skirt and [D]dancin’ [Am]shoes
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