The Devil Wears A Suit And Tie taby ukulele według Colter Wall

Well,

Em                             C
Reverend Reverend please come quick

Em                          C
Cause I got something to admit

Em                        C   G/B
I met a man out in the sticks

Am
Of good Ole Miss

Am                
He drove a series 10 cadillac

  B7
and wore cigar on his lip


[Chorus]
Am                                Em
Don't you know the Devil wears a suit and tie

Am                                      Em
I saw him driving down the sixty one in early July

Am
White as a cotton field

     Em
and sharp as a knife

B7
I heard him howlin' as he passed me by


[Verse] 
Em
And he said

                               C
I know you I know you, young man

Em                               C
I know you by the state of your hands

Em                          C
You're a six string picker

G/B               Am
Just as I... I am

Asus                                    B7
Let me learn ya some I know a few turns to make all the girls dance


[Chorus]
Am                                Em
Don't you know the Devil wears a suit and tie

Am                                      Em
I saw him driving down the sixty one in early July

Am
White as a cotton field

     Em
Emnd sharp as a knife

B7
I heard him howlin' as he passed me by


[Verse]
Em                  C
Foolish foolish was I

Em                 C
   Damn my foolish eyes

Em                               C
cause that man's lessons had a price

G/B        Am
Oh sweet price

B7
My sweet soul

B7
Everlasting

B7
My very own

B7            Em
Eternal light


[Chorus]
Am                                Em
Don't you know the Devil wears a suit and tie

Am                                      Em
I saw him driving down the sixty one in early July

Am
White as a cotton field

     Em
Emnd sharp as a knife

B7
I heard him howlin' as he passed me by


Am                                Em
Don't you know the Devil wears a suit and tie

Am                                      Em
I saw him driving down the sixty one in early July

Am
White as a cotton field

     Em
Emnd sharp as a knife

B7                                    Em
I heard him howlin' as he passed me by