Carl Perkins - All Mamas Children Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
X
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
4
3
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
1
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
2
4
         
         
         
         
         
1
X
2
4
3
X
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
1
2
4
1
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
4

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
1
4
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
2
No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
Capo on 1 fret
CThere was an old woman that lived in a shoe, had so many children, she didn't know what to do. They were Fdoin' all right, till she took 'em to town, the Ckids started pickin' 'em up and puttin' 'em down.

Chorus

Now, Fall your children wanna rock, Mama.. CAll your children want to roll. G7They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna Fbop till they pop.. CAll your children wants to rock. Rock now, go! CWell, we're not tryin' to live too fast.. And we might as well try to live in class. We Fbetter move out before the rent comes due, cause Cwe wanna live in a blue suede shoe.

Chorus

Now, Fall your children wanna rock, Mama.. CAll your children want to roll. G7They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna Fbop till they pop.. CAll your children wants to rock. Rock now, go! CWell, every night when it's quiet and still.. You can hear it echoing through the hill. From a Fblue suede shoe on a mountain top.. Call of mama's young 'uns are doin' the bop.

Chorus

Now, Fall your children wanna rock, Mama.. CAll your children want to roll. G7They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna Fbop till they pop.. CAll your children wants to rock. Rock now, go!

Chorus

Now, Fall your children wanna rock, Mama.. CAll your children want to roll. G7They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna Fbop till they pop.. CAll your children wants to rock. A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.

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