Boppin The Blues

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                                 
I love you, baby, I must be rhythm
     A    E
 bound.


A
Well, the doctor told me, Carl, you 
don't need no pills.
           D                       
Yeah, that doctor told me, boy, you
               A
 don't need no pills.
       E                       
Just a handful of nickels and a 
                        A   E
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                                 
I love you, baby, I must be rhythm
     A    E
 bound.


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A                                 
Well, the old cat bug, bit me, 
                  A7
man, I don't feel no pain.
           D                       
Yeah, that jitterbug caught me, 
                  A
man, I don't feel no pain.
  E                            
I still love you baby, but I'll 
              A    E
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                             
I love you, baby, but I must be 
         A    E
rhythm bound.

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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                             
I love you, baby, but I must be 
         A    E
rhythm bound.


A                                 
Well, grandpa done got rhythm, and
                       A7
 he threw his crutches down.
        D
Oh, the old boy done got rhythm and 
blues and he threw
A
them crutches down.
E                                 
Grandma, he ain't triflin', well 
                    A
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                             
I love you, baby, but I must be 
         A    E
rhythm bound.


  A                              
A rock bop, rhythm and blues...A 
A7
rock bop, rhythm and blues.
  D                               
A rock rock, rhythm and blues...A 
A
rock rock, rhythm and blues.
E                    D             A
Rhythm and blues, it must be goin'