Pistol Annies – Milkman Piano & Ukulele Chord Progression and Tab

This is the chord progression of Milkman by Pistol Annies on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar and Keyboard.

[Intro]
A A A A x2

[Verse 1: Miranda Lambert]
A                                             A
If Mama would’ve loved the milkman
A                                      A
Maybe she wouldn’t judge me
A                                                  A
If she’d’ve had a ride in his white van
A                                      A
Up and down Baker Street
D                          D                                      D
On a Monday with her hair down and her hand
D                                      A              A
About to slide between his knees
E              D              A              A              A              A
But Mama never did love nothin’ but Daddy and me

[Verse 2: Angaleena Presley]
A                                      A
If Mama would’ve smoked her a cigarette
A                                                  A
Maybe she wouldn’t judge me
A                                       A
If she’d’ve done more than the dishes
A                          A
Untied them apron strings
D                                      D                          D
She’d be sittin’ in her sundress on the back porch
D              A                          A
Mixing whiskey and sweet tea
E                          D              A                                      A
Mama never did think twice about feelin’ this free

[Chorus: Angaleena Presley]
D                          D              A              A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m              C#m         D              D
Drinkin’ on a Sunday was a sin
D                          D              A              A
She might’ve made it past the water tower
Bm                          Bm
If she’d’ve loved the milkman
E    E      A     A
Mhmm, mhmm

[Instrumental]
D    D       A       A
C#m C#m D D
D    D    A   A
Bm Bm E E
A A A A x2

[Verse 3: Ashley Monroe]
A                          A
If I could be more like Mama
A                          A
Maybe she wouldn’t judge me
A                                      A
Sometimes I think Mama
A                          A
Wants to be more like me
D                                      D
But it’s too late ’cause her hair’s gray
D                          D              A                          A
And the years have started showing on her cheeks
E                          D                           A                           A
‘Cause Mama never did have nothin’ but Daddy and me

[Chorus: Ashley Monroe]
D              D              A              A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m C#m D D
Drinkin’ on a Sunday was a sin
D D A A
She might’ve made it past the water tower
Bm Bm
If she’d’ve loved the milkman
E E
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
Milkman – Pistol Annies

[Intro]
A A A A x2

[Verse 1: Miranda Lambert]
A A
If Mama would’ve loved the milkman
A A
Maybe she wouldn’t judge me
A A
If she’d’ve had a ride in his white van
A A
Up and down Baker Street
D D D
On a Monday with her hair down and her hand
D A A
About to slide between his knees
E D A A A A
But Mama never did love nothin’ but Daddy and me

[Verse 2: Angaleena Presley]
A A
If Mama would’ve smoked her a cigarette
A A
Maybe she wouldn’t judge me
A A
If she’d’ve done more than the dishes
A A
Untied them apron strings
D D D
She’d be sittin’ in her sundress on the back porch
D A A
Mixing whiskey and sweet tea
E D A A
Mama never did think twice about feelin’ this free

[Chorus: Angaleena Presley]
D D A A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m C#m D D
Drinkin’ on a Sunday was a sin
D D A A
She might’ve made it past the water tower
Bm Bm
If she’d’ve loved the milkman
E E A A
Mhmm, mhmm

[Instrumental]
D D A A
C#m C#m D D
D D A A
Bm Bm E E
A A A A x2

[Verse 3: Ashley Monroe]
A A
If I could be more like Mama
A A
Maybe she wouldn’t judge me
A A
Sometimes I think Mama
A A
Wants to be more like me
D D
But it’s too late ’cause her hair’s gray
D D A A
And the years have started showing on her cheeks
E D A A
‘Cause Mama never did have nothin’ but Daddy and me

[Chorus: Ashley Monroe]
D D A A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m C#m D D
Drinkin’ on a Sunday was a sin
D D A A
She might’ve made it past the water tower
Bm Bm
If she’d’ve loved the milkman
E E
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm