TEXAS HOLD EM - Beyonce, ukulele chords

Published: 2024-02-22 14:43
Selection chords: Katie Paterson

Chorus:
           D
This ainʼt Texas (Woo)
               D
Ainʼt no hold ʼem (Hey)
            D                       D
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
             G
So park your Lexus (Woo)
               G
And throw your keys up (Hey)
       D                               D
Stick around, ʼround, ʼround, ʼround, ʼround (Stick around)
            A
And Iʼll be damned if I canʼt slow-dance with you
     G
Come pour some sugar on me, honey too
       D
Itʼs a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Donʼt be a *****, come take it to the floor now, woo, ha (Woo)

Verse:
             D
Thereʼs a tornado (Thereʼs a tornado)
      D
In my city (In my city)
        Bm
Hit the basement (Hit the basement)
                Bm
That **** ainʼt pretty (That **** ainʼt pretty)
       G
Rugged whiskey (Rugged whiskey)
          G
ʼCause we survivinʼ (ʼCause we survivinʼ)
            D
Off red-cup kisses, sweet redemption, passinʼ time, yeah

Pre-chorus:
Bm   G
Ooh, one step to the right
   Bm                        G
We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice
Bm   G
Ooh, run me to the left
      Bm                         G
Then spin me in the middle, boy, I canʼt read your mind

Chorus:
           D
This ainʼt Texas (Woo)
               D
Ainʼt no hold ʼem (Hey)
            D                       D
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
             G
So park your Lexus (Woo)
               G
And throw your keys up (Hey)
       D                               D
Stick around, ʼround, ʼround, ʼround, ʼround (Stick around)
            A
And Iʼll be damned if I canʼt slow-dance with you
     G
Come pour some sugar on me, honey too
       D
Itʼs a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
                                                 D
Donʼt be a *****, come take it to the floor now, woo,

Post-chorus:
       D
Woo-hoo.
       G
Woo-hoo.
       D
Woo-hoo.

Verse:
          A
Thereʼs a heatwave (Thereʼs a heatwave)
       A
Cominʼ at us (Cominʼ at us)
           A
Too hot to think straight (Too hot to think straight)
            A
Too cold to panic (Cold to panic)
           Bm
All of the problems
          Bm
Just feel dramatic (Just feel dramatic)
              D
And now weʼre runninʼ to the first bar that we find, yeah

Pre-chorus:
Bm   G
Ooh, one step to the right
   Bm                        G
We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice
Bm   G
Ooh, run me to the left
      Bm                         G
Then spin me in the middle, boy, I canʼt read your mind

Chorus:
           D
This ainʼt Texas (Woo)
               D
Ainʼt no hold ʼem (Hey)
            D                       D
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
             G
So park your Lexus (Woo)
               G
And throw your keys up (Hey)
       D                               D
Stick around, ʼround, ʼround, ʼround, ʼround (Stick around)
            A
And Iʼll be damned if I canʼt slow-dance with you
     G
Come pour some sugar on me, honey too
       D
Itʼs a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
                                                 D
Donʼt be a *****, come take it to the floor now, woo,
            A
And Iʼll be damned if I cannot dance with you
     G
Come pour some liquor on me, honey too
       D
Itʼs a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
                                            A
Donʼt be a—, come take it to the floor now, ooh

Outro:
                          Em
Take it to the floor now, ooh

Hoops, spurs, boots
                  A
To the floor now, ooh
                                Em
Tuck, back, oops (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Shoot
                               A
Come take it to the floor now, ooh
                                          Em
And Iʼll be damned if I cannot dance with you
                                      A
Baby, pour that sugar and liquor on me, too
                  Em
Furs, spurs, boots

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