Steamroller

James Taylor
KEY OF C BELOW

Artist: James Taylor
Song: Steamroller Blues
Tabbed by: Mike
 
[Intro]
F  D
 

[Verse]
G                                 C                         G
Well I'm a steamroller Babe. I'm bound to roll all over you.
C                                                               G
Yes I'm a steamroller, now, Babe.  I'm bound to roll all over you.
  D                         C
I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet Rock-and-Roll
     G                                  F  D  G
And shoot you full of Rhythm and Blues.
G                           C                       G
Well I'm a cement mixer; a churning urn of burning funk.
C                                                                G
Well I'm a cement mixer for you, Babe; a churning urn of burning funk.
  D
Well I'm a demolition derby, yeah

C                               G    F  D  G
a hefty hunk of steaming junk.
G                              C                           G
Well I'm a napalm bomb, Baby. just guaranteed to blow your mind.
C                                                                 G
Yeah I'm a napalm bomb for you Baby just guaranteed to blow your mind.
D                                         C
And if I can't have your love for my own now sweet child
C                           G
Won't be nothing left behind.
E           D#                                D         G
seems how lately, Babe, got a bad case of steamroller blues.

KEY OF C

Artist: James Taylor
Song: Steamroller Blues
Tabbed by: Mike
 
[Intro]
A# G
 

[Verse]
C                                 F                         C
Well I'm a steamroller Babe. I'm bound to roll all over you.
F                                                               C
Yes I'm a steamroller, now, Babe.  I'm bound to roll all over you.
  G                         F
I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet Rock-and-Roll
     C                                  A# G  C
And shoot you full of Rhythm and Blues.
C                           F                       C
Well I'm a cement mixer; a churning urn of burning funk.
F                                                                C
Well I'm a cement mixer for you, Babe; a churning urn of burning funk.
  G
Well I'm a demolition derby, yeah

F                               C    A# G  C
a hefty hunk of steaming junk.
C                              F                           C
Well I'm a napalm bomb, Baby. just guaranteed to blow your mind.
F                                                                 C
Yeah I'm a napalm bomb for you Baby just guaranteed to blow your mind.
G                                         F
And if I can't have your love for my own now sweet child
F                           C
Won't be nothing left behind.
A           G#                                G         C
seems how lately, Babe, got a bad case of steamroller blues.