Jerry Reed — The Man With The Golden Thumb

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BPM:      114
Released: 1 April 1982
Album:    The Man with the Golden Thumb


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[Intro]
Dm
Dm


[Verse 1]
       Dm
He was sittin’ out on his front porch, pickin’,
       G
When I snugged up from behind his shack,
       C                        G
He was playin’ that old beat up guitar,
                           Dm
Here’s for a dog he called Jack,
       Dm
Now my daddy used to tell “boy,
         G
Don’t go wandering ‘round his place,
         C                    G
For that man could be satan’s right arm,
         G                    C*
He’s got evil in his face”.


[Verse 2]
   Dm
Oh boy he made that old beat up guitar,
             G
Sound like a coarse hundred dollar bill,
   C               G
He lost all of his fingers,
                           Dm
Workin’ in a Blackwood saw mill.


[Verse 3]
   Dm
I used to stand there in the darkness,
      G
And I listened while he played,
      C                 G
And until this very day I can still recall him,
                 Dm  C   Dm  C
The lick he ever made.


[Chorus]
          F            C
He played funky blues, folky rock,
          G                Dm
He didn’t know they have a name,
         F
He could ring them strings,
C
Make them sing,
G                A
Way ahead of the game,
   F
He took his thumb,
         C
And he’d slap it numb,
    G             Dm
Say Jack here’s I done,
C             Dm              C
 Now just sit back and listen boy,
       G                   Dm     Dm
To the man with the golden thumb.


[Interlude]
Dm   Dm


[Verse 4]
    Dm
But one night I finally got up my nerve,
                         G
And walked up to the old man,
         C
And them cold black eyes,
G
Stared down at me,
                               Dm
And my feet kinda stuck in the sand,
          Dm
He said: “Hey what’s a kid like you,
         G
Hangin’ ‘round an old man like me?”
                 C                G
I said: “Mister, I just love your playin’”,
G                                            C
He said: “Well just pull up and have a seat”.


[Verse 5]
       Dm
Well I spend a lot of time at his cabin,
     G
Just him and that old dog and me,
    C                         G
And folks it was there that I heard
                                      Dm
The best guitar in the state of Tennessee,
        Dm
And you know to my eyes it was just a miracle,
        G
Just to see just the way it was done,
    C                  G
The good Lord made him florin blind,
                         Dm C Dm Em
But it gave him a golden thumb.


[Instrumental]
F  C  G  Dm
F  C  G  A
F  C  G  Dm
F*  C*  G*  Dm*


[Interlude]
Dm   Dm


[Verse 6]
        Dm
I spend many a night in his cabin,
       G
And he taught me everything I know,
          C                G
He said: “Son, we’re gonna take your band,
                               Dm
Your and my guitar and hit the road”
           Dm
So we went down to Dallas and we killed them,
        G
Did the same thing in New Orleans,
   C                  G
We raised the roof in old St. Louis,
         G                             C
Oh I can still hear the people scream.


[Bridge]
Dm                  C
I can feel it in my fingers,
        Dm                    Dm
You can hear him every time I strum,
      Dm
But a whole lot of pickers,
         C
But they can’t hold the candles,
                            Dm   C  Dm Em
For the man with the golden thumb.


[Chorus]
          F            C
He played funky blues, folky rock,
          G                Dm
He didn’t know they have a name,
         F
He could ring them strings,
C
Make them sing,
       G                A
He was way ahead of the game,
     F
He’d take his thumb,
    C
And slap it numb,
        G                         Dm
And say boy, here that’s how it’s done,
C       Dm                      C
 And if you take note you might learn to play,
         G                   Dm     Dm
Like the man with the golden thumb.


[Outro]
Dm
Let the ol’ man have his son.
C
Bb  F  Dm  C F
Bb  A  Dm  C
F
All right son,
Bb  F  Dm  C F
Bb  A  Dm  C
F
Bb  F  Dm  C F
Bb  A  Dm  C
F		
    

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