There’s no jazz chords allowed up in Tamworth
Just good old C, F and G
So if you make any of those “fancy pants” sounds
You’ll have to leave our fine New England town
And let us good, simple country folk be
You can yodel or howl a cowboy tune
Or any old ditty out under the moon
But you won’t get too far
We’ll impound your guitar
If you play those jazz chords up here in Tamworth
You can stomp out a fiddle tune on cue
Or sing a song that’s true blue
But you’ll have to sign and agree not play harmony
that has any more chords than good old C F and G
We don’t care ‘bout your hair or if you look quite the part
We just don’t want any music that resembles art
And your career will be finished if you play Aflat diminished
Cos we don’t like jazz chords up here in Tamworth
No matter how well your act it is polished
You won’t make it with E flat demolished
And you’ll be deemed demented
If you go near F sharp augmented
So just stick on C F and G
And as for those sharp 9’s and flat 5’s
If you play them you’ll be riskin’ your life
It’s a serious transgression
to play any sophisticated progressions
Cos we don’t stand for expensive jazz chords up in Tamworth
We want music that makes us feel proud
So no there’s no multi- chromatics or such allowed
If you play major 7ths or minor 11ths
You won’t get into our exclusive country heaven
So a word of warning to all you young hands
If you want to make it in a top country band
Dumb-down your learnin’
Or you won’t end up earnin’
Keep it cheesy and easy
Say thankyou and pleasy
Do as you’re told
If you want to win Gold
Stand strong true and proud
Play 3 chords very loud
Cos in Tamworth
There’s definitely, positively, emphatically,
Under no circumstances, never, ever
Now don’t you try to be clever
By ordinance with the Country Music Committee
No bloody jazz chords allowed
Comments