Carl Perkins – Boppin The Blues (Guitar)

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Recorded at Sun Records in 1956. [Chorus]
A
Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues,

                 A7
it must be goin' round.

D
All them cats are boppin' the blues, 

   A
it must be goin' round.

E                                      A    E
I love you, baby, I must be rhythm bound.
[Verse 1]
A
Well, the doctor told me, Carl, you don't need no pills.

           D                                      A
Yeah, that doctor told me, boy, you don't need no pills.

       E                                               A   E
Just a handful of nickels and a jukebox will cure your ills.
[Chorus]
A
Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues,

                 A7
it must be goin' round.

D
All them cats are boppin' the blues, 

   A
it must be goin' round.

E                                      A    E
I love you, baby, I must be rhythm bound.
[Verse 2]
A                                                   A7
Well, the old cat bug, bit me, man, I don't feel no pain.

           D                                         A
Yeah, that jitterbug caught me, man, I don't feel no pain.

  E                                          A    E
I still love you baby, but I'll never be the same.
[Chorus]
A
Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues,

                 A7
it must be goin' round.

D
All them friends are boppin' the blues, 

   A
it must be goin' round.

E                                      A    E
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound.
[Break] (5th fr. A A7 A A7 A A7 D A E D A E [Chorus]
A
Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues,

                 A7
it must be goin' round.

D
All them cats are boppin' the blues, 

   A
it must be goin' round.

E                                      A    E
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound.
[Verse 3]
A                                                        A7
Well, grandpa done got rhythm, and he threw his crutches down.

        D
Oh, the old boy done got rhythm and blues and he threw 

A
them crutches down.

E                                                     A
Grandma, he ain't triflin', well the old boy's rhythm bound.
[Chorus]
A
Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues,

                 A7
it must be goin' round.

D
All them cats are boppin' the blues, 

   A
it must be goin' round.

E                                      A    E
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound.
[Outro]
  A                              A7
A rock bop, rhythm and blues...A rock bop, rhythm and blues.

  D                               A
A rock rock, rhythm and blues...A rock rock, rhythm and blues.

E                    D             A
Rhythm and blues, it must be goin' round. (Fade.)