{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":471951,"song":"Wheres Johnny","artist":"James McMurtry","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11563384-wheres-johnny-chords-by-james-mcmurtry/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/471951?type=chord","rating":4.49502,"votes":9,"content":"Chords used: [ch]C[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]Am[/ch] [ch]G[/ch]\r\n\r\n(intro)\r\n[ch]C[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]F[/ch]\r\n\r\n(verse)\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch]         [ch]F[/ch]                       [ch]C[/ch]         [ch]F[/ch]\r\n    Young Johnny, he really had a way,[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]           [ch]C[/ch]                                [ch]F[/ch]              [ch]C[/ch]     [ch]F[/ch]\r\nHe did his homework on the schoolbus and he always got an A.[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]        [ch]C[/ch]                            [ch]F[/ch]                        [ch]C[/ch]     [ch]F[/ch]\r\nAnd the girls liked Johnny more than anyone 'cept maybe Elton John.[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch]                          [ch]F[/ch]                                [ch]C[/ch]      [ch]F[/ch]\r\nLater on in high school he couldn't keep his red suspenders on.[/tab]\r\n\r\n(chorus)\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]              [ch]G[/ch]                    [ch]C[/ch]\r\n    Oh, where's Johnny, has he gone away[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]              [ch]G[/ch]                    [ch]C[/ch]\r\n    Oh, where's Johnny, will he be back someday.[/tab]\r\n\r\n(verse)\r\nHe had a room full of trophies\r\nFrom the track meets and the tennis games he'd win.\r\nHe was a full blown wiz-kid an' he's bound to be a renaissance man.\r\nThen he went on off to college\r\nGot his head stuck in a different state of mind\r\nWhen they asked him was it alcohol\r\nHe told them it was nothin' of the kind.\r\nJust life. Just life, Mom.\r\n\r\n(chorus)\r\nOh, where's Johnny, has he gone away\r\nOh, where's Johnny, will he be back someday.\r\n\r\n(break)\r\n[tab]       [ch]Am[/ch]                        [ch]G[/ch]\r\nAh but Johnny's alright, he just turned out his lights[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]            [ch]F[/ch]                      [ch]C[/ch]\r\nThey'd have paid it no mind had he not been so bright.[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]   [ch]Am[/ch]                         [ch]G[/ch]\r\nHe opened up his eyes, and he snapped out of the groove[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]       [ch]F[/ch]                               [ch]C[/ch]\r\nHe saw both sides of everything and he found he could not move.[/tab]\r\n\r\n(verse)\r\nJohnny moved home now he reads a lot of poetry and plays\r\nHe'll sit out in the backyard and not say a word to anyone for days.\r\nAnd his folks gave up, they no longer even bother gettin' through.\r\nHell he's thirty odd years old\r\nThey must have figured there's just so much you can do.\r\n\r\n(instrumental)\r\n[ch]Am[/ch]   [ch]G[/ch]   [ch]C[/ch]\r\n[ch]Am[/ch]   [ch]G[/ch]   [ch]C[/ch]\r\n\r\n(verse)\r\nHis mother keeps his pictures\r\nIn the scrapbook in the drawer with her pearls\r\nShe polishes the trophies\r\nThat he won back when they thought he'd save the world\r\nBack when the girls liked Johnny\r\nMore than anyone 'cept maybe Elton John\r\nShe wonder's where's her little boy\r\nWith the braces and the red suspenders gone.\r\n\r\nJust life. Just life, Mom.\r\nJust life. Just life, Mom.\r\nJust life.","plain_text":"Chords used: C F Am G\n\n(intro)\nC F C F C F\n\n(verse)\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n(chorus)\n\n\n\n\n(verse)\nHe had a room full of trophies\nFrom the track meets and the tennis games he'd win.\nHe was a full blown wiz-kid an' he's bound to be a renaissance man.\nThen he went on off to college\nGot his head stuck in a different state of mind\nWhen they asked him was it alcohol\nHe told them it was nothin' of the kind.\nJust life. Just life, Mom.\n\n(chorus)\nOh, where's Johnny, has he gone away\nOh, where's Johnny, will he be back someday.\n\n(break)\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n(verse)\nJohnny moved home now he reads a lot of poetry and plays\nHe'll sit out in the backyard and not say a word to anyone for days.\nAnd his folks gave up, they no longer even bother gettin' through.\nHell he's thirty odd years old\nThey must have figured there's just so much you can do.\n\n(instrumental)\nAm   G   C\nAm   G   C\n\n(verse)\nHis mother keeps his pictures\nIn the scrapbook in the drawer with her pearls\nShe polishes the trophies\nThat he won back when they thought he'd save the world\nBack when the girls liked Johnny\nMore than anyone 'cept maybe Elton John\nShe wonder's where's her little boy\nWith the braces and the red suspenders gone.\n\nJust life. Just life, Mom.\nJust life. Just life, Mom.\nJust life.","chords":["C","F","Am","G","A"],"chord_diagrams":{"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"F":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,2,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,2,1,1]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}