Biografia:
Malcolm John "Mac" Rebennack, Jr. (Nova Orleans, 20 de novembro de 1940 – 6 de junho de 2019), mais conhecido pelo nome artístico Dr. John, foi um cantor, compositor, pianista e guitarrista estadunidense cuja música combina os gêneros blues, pop e jazz, assim como zydeco, boogie-woogie e rock and roll.
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Capo on I
[Intro]
D C G (x2)
D C G G Gb G (x2)
[Verse 1]
D C G G Gb G
Ya told me ya loved me
D C G G Gb G
Ya know you told me a lie
D C G G Gb G
I thought I was your somethin' special
D C G G Gb G
I thought I was your only guy
D C G G Gb G
You said that I was way more
D C G G Gb G
Better than the finest of gold
D C G G Gb G
I guess that I was on the biggest thrill
D C G G Gb G
Of the biggest lie that you ever told
[Chorus]
D C G
It's too cold, cold, cold
G F C
The way you wreck my soul
D C G
And it's too cold, cold, cold
G F C
The way you wreck my soul
D C G G Gb G
The taste of yo lips
D C G G Gb G
You do me up, alright
D C G G Gb G
To let me love you, baby
D C G G Gb G
Like you used to do each and every night
D C G G Gb G
When you first arrived
D C G G Gb G
Down on my country set
D C G G Gb G
All the fellows in the neighborhood
D C G G Gb G
They started diggin' you, they ain't stopped Yet
D C G
It's too cold, cold, cold
G F C
The way you wreck my soul
D C G
And it's too cold, cold, cold
G F C
The way you wreck my soul
D C G G Gb G
Baby and I just can't dig it
D C G G Gb G
You been rippin' and runnin' with Tom, Dick And Slim
D C G G Gb G
And it hurts me to my heart
D C G
Knowing that they ain't givin' you no money child,
G Gb G
For what you givin' them
D C G
And it's too cold, cold, cold
D C G
The way you wreck my soul
[Intro]
D C G (x2)
D C G G Gb G (x2)
[Verse 1]
D C G G Gb G
Ya told me ya loved me
D C G G Gb G
Ya know you told me a lie
D C G G Gb G
I thought I was your somethin' special
D C G G Gb G
I thought I was your only guy
D C G G Gb G
You said that I was way more
D C G G Gb G
Better than the finest of gold
D C G G Gb G
I guess that I was on the biggest thrill
D C G G Gb G
Of the biggest lie that you ever told
[Chorus]
D C G
It's too cold, cold, cold
G F C
The way you wreck my soul
D C G
And it's too cold, cold, cold
G F C
The way you wreck my soul
D C G G Gb G
The taste of yo lips
D C G G Gb G
You do me up, alright
D C G G Gb G
To let me love you, baby
D C G G Gb G
Like you used to do each and every night
D C G G Gb G
When you first arrived
D C G G Gb G
Down on my country set
D C G G Gb G
All the fellows in the neighborhood
D C G G Gb G
They started diggin' you, they ain't stopped Yet
D C G
It's too cold, cold, cold
G F C
The way you wreck my soul
D C G
And it's too cold, cold, cold
G F C
The way you wreck my soul
D C G G Gb G
Baby and I just can't dig it
D C G G Gb G
You been rippin' and runnin' with Tom, Dick And Slim
D C G G Gb G
And it hurts me to my heart
D C G
Knowing that they ain't givin' you no money child,
G Gb G
For what you givin' them
D C G
And it's too cold, cold, cold
D C G
The way you wreck my soul
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