E7 E7 E7 E7
E7 E7
Sittin' on a sack of beans, sittin' down in New Orleans
E7 E7
You wouldn't believe what I've seen, sitting on that sack of beans
E7 E7
Lunatics on pogo sticks, another southern fried freak on a crucifix
E7 E7
Hicks don't mix with politics, people on the street just kickin' to the licks
Dm7 A7
Yes, my favorite place to be
Dm7 A7
Is not a land called Honalee
Dm7 A7
Mentally or physically
Dm7 A7
I wanna be in New Orleans
A7 A13 A7
Oh good brother, just when I thought that I had seen it all
A7 A13 A7
My eyes popped out, my dick got hard and I dropped my jaw
A7 A13 A7
I saw a bird walkin' down the block, name Apache Rose Peacock
A7 A13 A7
I could not speak I was in shock, I told my knees to please not knock
Dm7 A7
Yes, my favorite place to be
Dm7 A7
Is not a land called Honalee
Dm7 A7
Mentally or physically
Dm7 A7
I wanna be in New Orleans
Em C
Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo
D A D/B D D/B D D/B D
Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo, doo
Em C
Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo
D A D/B D D/B D D/B D
Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo, doo
E7 E7
A little boy came along, name of Louis Armstrong
E7 E7
Said that girl who left me silly, she liked the looks of me and my willy
E7 E7
So I found her in the quarter, good God, how I adored her
E7 E7
Oh she made me feel so cozy, when she told me I could call her Rosey
Dm7 A7
I kiss your hair your skin so bare
Dm7 A7
I'll take you with me, girl, anywhere
Dm7 A7
You fare well in stormy weather
Dm7 A7
I never met a girl that I liked better
A7 A13 A7
Twinkle twinkle little star, shining down on my blue car
A7 A13 A7
Drivin' down the boulevard, she was soft and I was hard
A7 A13 A7
Apache Rose gotta rockin' Peacock, hottest ass on the goddamn block
A7 A13 A7
Rockin' to the beat of the funky ass Meters, she has
one of those built-in heaters
Dm7 A7
I kiss your hair your skin so bare
Dm7 A7
I'll take you with me, girl, anywhere
Dm7 A7
You fare well in stormy weather
Dm7 A7
I never met a girl that I liked better
Em C
Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo
D A D/B D D/B D D/B D
Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo, doo
Em C
Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo
D A D/B D D/B D D/B D
Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo, doo
A7 A13 A7
Voodoo gurus casting their spells, cockatoo drag queens shakin' their bells
A7 A13 A7
Silver sound escapes the trumpet, watch your leg someone might hump it
A7 A13 A7
Chicken strut your butt let's rock, gettin' it on under your frock
A7 A13 A7
Flowing like a flame all through the night, my girl's insane but it's all right
Dm7 A7
Yes, my favorite place to be
Dm7 A7
Is not a land called Honalee
Dm7 A7
Mentally or physically
Dm7 A7
I wanna be in New Orleans
{Outro]
E7 E7 E7 E7
Apache Rose Peacock chords
by Red Hot Chili Peppers
The chords of Apache Rose Peacock by Red Hot Chili Peppers are E7, Dm7, A7, A13, Em, C, D, A, D/B. The level of this song is 4 out of 5, so advanced.