Boppin The Blues - Ver 2

A Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues, A7 it must be goin' round. D All them cats are boppin' the blues, A it must be goin' round. E A E I love you, baby, I must be rhythm bound. A Well, the doctor told me, Carl, you don't need no pills. D A Yeah, that doctor told me, boy, you don't need no pills. E A E Just a handful of nickels and a jukebox will cure your ills. A Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues, A7 it must be goin' round. D All them cats are boppin' the blues, A it must be goin' round. E A E I love you, baby, I must be rhythm bound. A A7 Well, the old cat bug, bit me, man, I don't feel no pain. D A Yeah, that jitterbug caught me, man, I don't feel no pain. E A E I still love you baby, but I'll never be the same. A Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues, A7 it must be goin' round. D All them friends are boppin' the blues, A it must be goin' round. E A E I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound. (5th fr. A A7 A A7 A A7 D A E D A E A Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues, A7 it must be goin' round. D All them cats are boppin' the blues, A it must be goin' round. E A E I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound. A A7 Well, grandpa done got rhythm, and he threw his crutches down. D Oh, the old boy done got rhythm and blues and he threw A them crutches down. E A Grandma, he ain't triflin', well the old boy's rhythm bound. A Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues, A7 it must be goin' round. D All them cats are boppin' the blues, A it must be goin' round. E A E I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound. A A7 A rock bop, rhythm and blues...A rock bop, rhythm and blues. D A A rock rock, rhythm and blues...A rock rock, rhythm and blues. E D A Rhythm and blues, it must be goin' round. (Fade.)