Blonde Chords
by Kip Moore
Blonde by Kip Moore is a moderately challenging guitar song played in the key of Bm. It uses the chords Bm, G, D, A, F#, Em and Gm. Use the transpose and diagram tools on this page to change the key, see each shape, or simplify the chords.
Intro: Bm G D (x2)
verse 1
Bm G D
I saw you in a magazine just the other day
Bm G D
When they asked you where you came from, funny you forgot this place
Bm G D
I guess you caught amnesia, we've been knowing you before Pre-K
Bm G D
Can't hide the real you behind that new fake name
A Bm
You can chase the lights
G D
You can chase the fame
A Bm
Used to be the captain of the cheer team
G D
Now you're just a never coming homecoming queen
A Bm
Don't sell yourself long girl
G D
You must be confused
F# Bm
You ain't even Blonde girl
G D
Or even true to your roots, yeah
Bm G D (x2)
verse 2
Em
I saw your Mama and your sister on Sunday
Gm
Your little brother starts school on Monday
Em
Your granddaddy'd roll over in his grave
If he saw the way you changed
A Bm
You can chase the lights
G D
You can chase the fame
A Bm
Used to be the captain of the cheer team
G D
Now you're just a never coming homecoming queen
A Bm
Don't sell yourself long girl
G D
You must be confused
F# Bm
You ain't even Blonde girl
G D
Or even true to your roots
A Bm
Yeah, ah, ah
G D
Yeah, ah, ah
A Bm G D
Yeah, ah, ah, ah
A Bm
Yeah, ah, ah
G D
Yeah, ah, ah
A Bm G D
Yeah, ah, ah, ah
Verses 3
Bm
I used to love your lips girl
G D
They had a down home taste
Bm
So why'd you go and fill 'em girl
G D
Mess up the ones that God gave
A Bm
You can chase the lights
G D
You can chase the fame
A Bm
Used to be the captain of the cheer team
G D
Now you're just a never coming homecoming queen
A Bm
Don't sell yourself long girl
G D
You must be confused
F# Bm
You ain't even Blonde girl
G D
Or even true to your roots
Outro
A Bm
We were right there when your Daddy wasn't
G D
We were there the first time you got drunk
A Bm
Couldn't even hold up your head
G D
So I picked you up and put you in bed
A Bm
My shirt dried your tears when Brett broke your heart
G D
I took the blame in that old cop car
F# Bm
Laughed when you choked on your first smoke
G D A Bm
Watching you now is a damn joke, yeah
G D
Yeah, ah, ah
A Bm
Yeah, ah, ah
G D
Yeah, ah, ah
A Bm
Yeah, ah, ah
G D
Yeah