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Who Got The Number chords by Pigmeat Markham

  • G

  • Gm

    3
  • D

  • C

  • F

  • Am

  • Bb

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Verse 1
(G major) Oh (G minor) boy, oh (D major) boy!
(G major) I'm getting so done going trying to hustle
these numbers in the street,
I don't know what in the world to
do.
Things getting so bad
with (C major) the police in (G major) the street,
I'm going get me another hustle.
I'm going to put these numbers down,
I'm telling you that right now.
I ain't ever had so much trouble
in all my life trying
to collect these numbers.
Hey, hey, boy,
what you looking around
for?
Don't come looking
at me like that.
What you seeing about?
My man don't be makin' so
much noise.
Is the po (F major) lice after you, boy?
Ain't no (G major) po lice after God,
I'm hot enough.
Don't heat me up no hotter.
I'm tellin' you that now.
What's the matter with you, boy?
I got the number (C major) .
What? (G major) I got the number.
Well, how'd you get it?
Over the telephone.
What? I'm a runner. Yeah?
Number runner. Dude.
But Big Joe done told all his men,
don't take no numbers
after half past ten.
Well, it's half past ten now and
we can't win.
Yeah, but I got a way I can slip a min.
See, I collects in Brooklyn
and along the dock.
I don't get in before 11 o 'clock.
Well, here's my number for
your inspection.
Well, I'll slip it in with my collection.
Is that a six? It ain't no nine.
(G minor) Well, (G major) what's that? Three,
boy. Is you blind?
Well, what's this last one,
a man of five?
Let me see.
That's a seven.
No, it ain't. That's a five.
Oh, six, three, (A minor) five. (G major) Right.
How you gonna pay him,
heavy or light?
Well, I'll pay it for a dollar.
I know the boss might holler.
Well, I'll (B flat major) play it for a half.
Now don't (G major) make me laugh.
Take a little water
and play it for a quarter.
You want to be a hog
when you first commence?
Oh, well, put me down there for 25 cents.
(C major) Oh, (F major) now you're stepping
in the righteous path.
You play it for the quarter.
Now I'll play it for the half.
Don't break the banker.
Boy, we ain't gonna miss.
We don't break the banker.
Boy, we can't resist.
Oh, skank, skank, skank, skank.
Oh, skank, skank, skank, skank.
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