The Day I Tried To Teach Charlene Mackenzie How To Drive
Ray Stevens
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(início)
E Well now Charlene McKenzie was a certified beauty A And I thought it was my patriotic duty E B7 To teach her things like neckin’, yeah, and drivin’ an automobile E Now Charlene McKenzie while prettier than most A Turned out to be as deaf as a post E B7 E A condition I was not aware of until | she got behind my steering wheel.
Verse 2
B7 I had a fifty-seven Chevy, it was born to run E It was a red-hot fuel injected son of a gun E And when her shoe went down on the accelerator B7 She just froze when it let out a roar E I said, “Don’t rev it so much take your foot off the gas”. A She thought I said to pop the clutch and make it go fast E B7 E And she did and friends we laid rubber for a block or more.
Chorus 1
E A And there were chickens on the bumper, yeah, feathers in the grill B7 E Rose bushes in the wheel wells and a pig on my windshield E A And the bees were a-buzzin’ where she mowed down their beehive E B7 E On the day I tried to teach Charlene McKenzie how to drive. CHANGE TO F
Verse 3
F I said, “Hold on a second I wanna talk to you”. Bb She thought I said, “Go for second and see what she’ll do”. F C And we laid more rubber she jumped it to a hundred and four F Now Clarkdale Georgia is just a little old town Bb And shoot, I thought I knew my way around F C F But she took me places that day I never seen before.
Verse 4
C Through barns and gullies and over hills F We uncovered lovers and moonshine stills C And broke into a clearing of the annual picnic of the Georgia Highway Patrol F Yeah we broke up that picnic and everything in it Bb Those officers were on us in a New York minute F C F And I knew, somehow, I just had to regain control.
Chorus 2
F Bb Because now there were lovers on the bumper, picnic baskets in the grill, yeah C F Wrapped around the fenders was what was left of a moonshine still F Bb There was a wounded patrolman on my windshield yellin’, “You’ll get 3 to 5”. C F On the day I tried to teach Charlene McKenzie how to drive.
Verse 5
C F Well I finally got her just to push in the clutch and we coasted to a stop Bb F But she still had her foot on the gas when up walked that wounded highway cop Bb He blew some feathers out of his mouth and before I could stop him I heard him ask, “Ptooey, why don’t you quit revvin’ it up so much and take your foot off the gas”. Oh no, here we go again!!!
Chorus 1
F Bb And there were chickens on the bumper, yeah, feathers in the grill C F Rose bushes in the wheel wells and a pig on my windshield F Bb And the bees were a-buzzin’ where she mowed down their beehive F C F On the day I tried to teach Charlene McKenzie how to drive. F C F On the day I tried to teach Charlene, Charlene, look out !!! how to drive.
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