Original recorded version is in Bb. For this version, capo up 3 frets (you can hear
the high Bb note on the high E string, made by using a G formation on the 6th fret).
They probably actually play it in "B" tuned down 1/2 step, but this is an easy way to
do the Am descending bass pattern.
All chords are choked off with the heel of your pick hand for the choppy rhythm feel
(chords relative to the capo up 3 frets)
355433
355533
133211
133311
X02210
Am sus2
X02200
3X2210
2X3310
XX0232
33555X
244322
intro (repeat 2x):
G Gsus4 (pull off back to G)
F Fsus4 (pull off back to F)
Am Am9 (hammer on back to Am)
(repeat these figures throughout verses)
When you grow up livin' like a good boy oughta
And your mama takes a shine to her best son
Something different all the girls they seem to like you
Cause you're handsome like to talk and a whole lot of fun
But now your girl's gone a missin'
And your house has got an empty bed
The folks'll wonder 'bout the wedding
They won't listen to a word you said
[chorus]
Gonna take your mama out all night
Yeah we'll show her what it's all about
We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne
We'll let the good times all roll out
And if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad
We're gonna sing along no matter what
Because the dancers don't mind at the New Orleans
If you tip 'em and they make a cut
Do it -take your mama out all night
So she'll have no doubt that we're doing oh the best we can
We're gonna do it -take your mama out all night
You can stay up late 'cause baby you're a full grown man
It's a struggle livin' like a good boy oughta
In the summer watchin' all the girls pass by
When your mama heard the way that you'd been talking
I tried to tell you that all she'd wanna do is cry
Now we end up takin' the long way home
Lookin' overdressed wearin' buckets of stale cologne
It's so hard to see streets on a country road
When your glasses in the garbage
And your Continental's just got towed
Gonna take your mama out all night
Yeah we'll show her what it's all about
We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne
We'll let the good times all roll out
And if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad
We're gonna sing along no matter what
Because the dancers don't mind at the New Orleans
If you tip 'em and they make a cut
Do it -take your mama out all night
So she'll have no doubt that we're doing oh the best we can
We're gonna do it -take your mama out all night
You can stay up late 'cause baby you're a full grown man
-solo-
-repeat chorus-