Intro: 
(A - D) (A - D) (A - D) (A - D) 
 
A           D       A              D 
Down on the corner, by the traffic light 
A           D       A           D 
Everybody's lookin' as she goes by 
G               D              G         D          A  D  A  D  
They turn their heads and they watch her till she's gone 
E                D              E7         A    D   A   D 
Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on 
 
 
Up by the bus stop, and across the street 
Open up their windows to take a peek 
While she goes walkin' rocking like a rolling stone 
Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on 


 
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F#m       E                D         A 
She can't help it if she's made that way 
D            A             D        E 
She's not to blame if they look her way 
F#m       E                D       A 
She ain't really tryin' to cause a scene 
D                   E   
It just comes natur'lly, no the girl can't help it
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Well up on main street, by the taxi stand 
There's a crowd of people and a traffic jam 
She don't look back, she ain't doin' nothing wrong 
Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on 
 
 
Chorus 
 
 
Repeat 1st verse