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Intro: Em
Em
On a long and lonely highway east of omaha
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You can listen to the engine, moanin out as one long song
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Em
You can think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night before
Em
And your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do
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When you're riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do
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Em
You don't feel much like travelin', you just wish the trip was through

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But here I am, on the road again
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Here I am, up on the stage
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Here I go, playing the star again
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There I go,
turn the page
Em
You walk into a restaraunt, strung out from the road
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And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold
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You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode
Em
Sometimes you can here 'em talk, other times you can't
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All the same 'old cliches: is that a woman or a man?
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Em
And you always seem outnumbered, you dare not make a stand
Refrain
Em
Out there in the spotlight, your a million miles away
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Every ounce of energy, you try to give away
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Em
And the sweat pours from your body, like the music that you play
Em
Later in the evening, as you lie awake in bed
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Echos of the amplifiers, ringin' in your head
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Em
As you smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said
Refrain X2

Gimme Back My Bullets

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Life is so strange with it's changin', yes indeed

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Well I've seen the hard times and the pressure's been on me.

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But I keep on workin' like the workin' man do

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And I've got my act together, gonna walk all over you
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Gimme back my bullets
D

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Put 'em back where they belong

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Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun

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Ain't gonna see no more damage done

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Gimme back my bullets

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Sweet talkin' people done ran me out of town

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And I drank enough whiskey to float a battleship around

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But I'm leavin' this game one step ahead of you

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And you will not hear me cry 'cause I do not sing the blues

CHORUS
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Been up and down since I turned seventeen

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Well I've been on top, and then it seems I lost my dream

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But I got it back, I'm feelin' better everyday

Tell all those pencil pushers, better get out of my way

Long Line of Losers

Montgomery Gentry
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Granddaddy was Irish Cherokee ran moonshine from here to Tennessee
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spent half his life in the montgomery county jail
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grandma she got drunk and left her kids on her mamas front steps
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nobodies heard from her since she high tailed
CHORUS
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I come from a long line of losers
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half outlaw half booser
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I was born with a shot glass in my hand
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a little hippie, a little redneck, I'm always a suspect
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my bloodline made me who i am
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Daddy never finished school but he shot one mean game of pool
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Took a bullet for stealing cars down in Birmingham.
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Mama always went to church but we soon found out what her reasons were
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She got caught at the local motel with the preacher man.
CHORUS
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yeah my bloodline made me who I am

Land Down Under

Men at Work

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Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said,
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"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
Buying bread from a man in Brussels, He was six foot four and full of muscle
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?" He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich,
And he said,
"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover." (Yeahhh!)
Dying in a den in Bombay With a slack jaw, and nothin' much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me, Because I come from the land of plenty?"
And he said,
"Oh, you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (ooohh)
You better run, you better take cover."
We are..
Livin' in a land down under,
Where women glow and men plunder, (yeahhhhhhhhhh)
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (thunderrrrr!)
You better run, you better take cover.
Livin' in a land down under,
Where women glow and men plunder,
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (oooo yeahhhh!)
Then I run, and then I take cover. (yea)
We are...
Livin' in a land down under, (underrrr)
Where women glow and men plunder,
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (oooo da da laa yeahhh!)
Then I run, then I take cover

"Folsom Prison Blues"

I hear the train a comin'
It's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when,
I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone..
When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son,
Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns.
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry..
Soooey!
I bet there's rich folks eating from a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
But those people keep a movin'
And that's what tortures me...
Well if they freed me from this prison,
If that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.....

Mama Tried
Merle Haggard
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First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin'
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And a young-on's dream of growing up to ride
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On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound
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And no one could change my mind, but Mama tried
One and only rebel child, from a family meek and mild
Mama seemed to know what lay in store
'Spite of all my Sunday learnin', toward the bad I kept on turnin'
'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore
CHORUS:
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And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
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No one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried
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Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied,
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that leaves only me to blame, 'cause Mama tried
Dear old Daddy rest his soul, he left my mom a heavy load
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
Working hours without rest, she wanted me to have the best
She tried to raise me right, but I refused
CHORUS

Good Riddance Green Day

G-8 C-4 D-4

X2

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Another turning point a fork stuck in the road,
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Time grabs you by the wrist, and directs you where to go
Em
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So make the best of this test and don't ask why
Em
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It's not a question but a lesson learned in time
Em
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Em
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Its something unpredictable but in the end it's right
Em
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I hope you had the time of your life.
G-4 C-4 D-4 - {plucked}
G-8 C-4 D-4 - {strummed}
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Take the photographs and still frames in your mind
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Hang it on a shelf and in good health and good time
Em
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Tattoos the memories and this test go on trial
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For what it's worth it was worth all the while
Em
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Em
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Its something unpredictable but in the end it's right
Em
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I hope you had the time of your life.
SOLO {strummed}
G-4 C-4 D-4 X4
Em-4 D-4 C-4 C-4 X2
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Its something unpredictable but in the end it's right
Em
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I hope you had the time of your life.
G-4 C-4 D-4
- {strummed}
G-8 C-4 D-4
- {plucked}
{plucked getting slower}
Em
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Em
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Its something unpredictable but in the end it's right
Em
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I hope you had the time of your life.

Anything But Mine

E A E A
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Walkin' along beneath the lights of that miracle mile,
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Me and Mary makin' our way into the night,
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You can hear the cries from the carnival rides
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The pinball bells and the ski ball slides,
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Watchin the summer sun fall out of sight
(bridge)
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There's a warm wind comin' in, from off of the ocean
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Makin' it's way past the hotel walls to fill the street,
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Mary is holdin' both of her shoes in her hand
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Said she likes to feel the sand beneath her feet,

(chorus)
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And in them mornin' I'm leavin' makin my way back to Cleveland,
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So tonight I hope, that I will do just fine,
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And I don't see, how you could ever be,
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anything but mine,

(verse chords)
There's a local band playin' at the seaside pavillion
And I got just enough cash to get us in
And as we are dancin' Mary's wrappin her arms around me
And I can feel the sting of summer on my skin
(bridge chords)
In the midst of the music, I tell her
We both laugh, cause we know it isn't
Oh, but Mary there's a summer drawin'
And there's so much that I long to do

I love her
true
to an end tonight
to you

(chorus)
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B (2x)

(chorus)
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Mary I don't see, how you could ever be
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anything but mine

Comfortably Numb
Hello, Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home?
Come on, Now, I hear you're feeling down
I can ease your pain. Get you on your feet again
Relax, I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts, Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, But I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like, Two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, You would not understand, This is not how I am
I... Have become comfortably numb
O.K., Just a little pin prick
There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!, But you may feel a little sick
Can you stand up? I do believe it's working good
That'll keep you going through the show, Come on It's time to go
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, But I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
I... Have become comfortably numb

Take A Little Ride

Jason Aldean
Intro E G D A x 2
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Been going round and round all day
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Bailin' some hay, and stackin' it all up
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Can't wait for the sun to go down
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Roll into town, shine the old truck up
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Swing by the quick stop, grab a little shiner bock
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Then ease on out your way, to your place around 8 o'clock
CHORUS
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Well I'm just ready to ride this Chevy
Ride this Chevy down a little back road
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Slide your pretty little self on over

Get a little closer, turn up the radio

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Put your pretty pink toes on the dash
Lean the seat back, man I swear
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There aint nothing looks better than that Sweet tan little thing with nothin to do.....
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I wanna take a little ride with you
EGDAEGDA
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I hope you're wearing those frayed out cut offs
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Makes me wanna get lost out in the moonlight
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Drop the tailgate down on a turn row,
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Watch the corn grow, baby that's a good night
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Anyone from the heartland is gonna understand
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What I'm talking about right now
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Ain't no doubt, we got a game plan
CHORUS
Solo

Feel Like Making Love chords

Bad Company
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Baby, when I think about you, I think about love.
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Darling, couldn't live without you, and your love.
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If I had those golden dreams, of my yesterday
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I would wrap you, In the heavens, And feel it dying (dying, dying) on the way
CHORUS
D 3x
I feel like making
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Feel like making love
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Feel like making love
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Feel like making love
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Feel like making love to you
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Baby, when I think about you, I think about love.
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Darling, couldn't live without you, and your love.
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And if I had, the sun and moon, and they were shining
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I would give you both night and day, love satisfying
CHORUS
D G D G D G D G Light solo
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If I had those golden dreams, of my yesterday
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I would wrap you, In the heavens, And feel it dying (dying, dying) on the way
CHORUS

Pumped Up Kicks
Em G D A [4X]

Em
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Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room he won't tell you his plan
Em
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Got a rolled cigarette
Hangin' out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid
Em
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Yeah, found a six-shooter gun
In his dads closet hidden with a box of fun things
Em
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I don't even know what
But he's comin' for you, yeah he's comin for you, hey
Em
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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Outrun my gun
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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Faster than my bullet
[Repeat]

D
You'd better run, better run

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You'd better run, better run

Em
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Daddy works a long day
He'll be coming home late, he's coming home late
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And he's bringing me a surprise Cos'dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
Em
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I've waited for a long time The slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
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I reason with my cigarette And say your hair's on fire you must have lost your
wits, yeah
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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Outrun my gun
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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Faster than my bullet
[Repeat]

Em G D A [2X]
(run run run)
Em G D A [2X]
(whistle)
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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Outrun my gun
Em
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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Faster than my bullet
[Repeat]

ALL SUMMER LONG

D
You'd better run, better run

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You'd better run, better run

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You'd better run, better run

D
You'd better run, better run

INTRO: D

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It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long
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Caught somewhere between a boy and man
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She was 17 and she was far from in between
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It was summertime in Northern Michigan
INTRO
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Splashin' thru the sandbar, talkin' by the campfire
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It's the simple things in life like when and where
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We didn't have no internet, but man I never will forget
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The way the moonlight shined upon her hair
CHORUS:
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And we were tryin'
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Makin' love out by
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Sippin' whisky out
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Singin' sweet home
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Singin' sweet home

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different things and we were smokin' funny things
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the lake to our favorite songs
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the bottle not thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
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alabama all summer long
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alabama all summer long

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Catchin' walleye from the dock watchin' waves roll off the rocks
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She'll forever hold a spot inside my soul
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We'd blister in the sun we couldn't wait for night to come
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To hit that sandy place of rock 'n roll
CHORUS
SOLO over verse
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Now nothin' seems as strange as when the leaves began to change
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Oh how we thought those days would never end
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Sometimes I hear that song and I'll start to sing along
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And think man I'd like to see that girl again
CHORUS x 2
Big wheels keep on turning.....
I heard Mr. Young sing about her.....
In Birmingham they love the governor.....

In Muscle Shoals they got the swampers.....

Redemption Song Bob Marley

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Old Pirates, yes, they rob I.
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G/B Am
Sold I to the merchant ships
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G/B
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minutes after they took I from the bottomless pit.
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But my hand was made strong
C
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Am
By the hand of the Almighty.
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We forward in this generation triumphantly.
(D)
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Won't you help to sing these songs of freedom?
C D
Em C D
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Cause all I ever had,
redemption songs,
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redemption songs.
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Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery,
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Am
None but ourselves can free our minds.
G
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Have no fear for atomic energy,
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Cause none of them can stop the time.
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How long shall they kill our prophets
C
G/B
Am
While we stand aside and look?
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Ooh, some say it's just a part of it.
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We've got to fulfill the book.
CHORUS
Em C D (4x)
Em Em7
(D) G
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery,
C
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Am
None but ourselves can free our minds.
G
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Woh, Have no fear for atomic energy,
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Cause none of them-ah can-ah stop-ah the time.
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How long shall they kill our prophets
C
G/B
Am
While we stand aside and look?
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Yes, some say it's just a part of it.
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We've got to fulfill the book.
CHORUS
C Em Am D (2 fr.)

WISH YOU WERE HERE

QUEEN
Fat Bottomed Girls
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Are you gonna take me home tonight?, Ah down beside that red firelight?
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Are you gonna let it all hang out?
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Fat bottomed girls You make the rockin' world go round
Tim INTRO
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Hey I was just a skinny lad, Never knew no good from bad
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But I knew life before I left my nursery
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Left alone with big fat Fanny, She was such a naughty nanny
D
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Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me
Hey hey!
Tim then abrupt stop.
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I've been singing with my band, Across the wire across the land
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I seen ev'ry blue eyed floozy on the way
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But their beauty and their style, Went kind of smooth after a while
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Take me to them dirty ladies every time
CHORUS
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Oh won't you take me home tonight?, Oh down beside that red firelight?
D
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Oh and give it all you got
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Fat bottomed girls You make the rockin' world go round
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Fat bottomed girls You make the rockin' world go round
FILL G D A D, G D A G
Hey listen here
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Now your mortgages and homes, I got stiffness in the bones
A
Ain't no beauty queens in this locality (I tell you)
D
Oh but I still get my pleasure
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Still got my greatest treasure
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Heap big woman you made a big man out of me

Intro GFCFC
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Does she walk? Does she talk?Does she come complete?
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My homeroom homeroom angel Always pulled me from my seat
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She was pure like snowflakes No one could ever stain
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The memory of my angel Could never cause me pain
Em
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Years go by I'm lookin' through a girly magazine
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And there's my homeroom angel on the pages in-between

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My blood runs cold My memory has just been sold
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My angel is the centerfold Angel is the centerfold
(Repeat)
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Slipped me notes under the desk While I was thinkin' about her dress
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I was shy I turned away Before she caught my eye
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I was shakin' in my shoes Whenever she flashed those baby-blues
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Something had a hold on me When angel passed close by
Em
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Those soft and fuzzy sweaters Too magical to touch
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Too see her in that negligee Is really just too much
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My blood runs cold My memory has just been sold
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My angel is the centerfold Angel is the centerfold
(Repeat)
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It's okay I understand This ain't no never-never land
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I hope that when this issue's gone I'll see you when your clothes are on
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Take you car, Yes we will We'll take your car and drive it
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We'll take it to a motel room And take 'em off in private
Em
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A part of me has just been ripped The pages from my mind are stripped
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Oh no, I can't deny it Oh yea, I guess I gotta buy it!
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My blood runs cold My memory has just been sold
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My angel is the centerfold Angel is the centerfold
(Repeat x2)

All I Can Do Is Write About It Lynyrd Skynyrd

GDC
G D Em C, G D C
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Em
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Well this life that I've lived
Has took me everywhere
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There ain't no place I ain't never gone
But it's kinda like the sayin
Em
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That you heard so many times
Well there just ain't no place like home
GDC
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Em
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Did you ever see a she-gator protect her youngins
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Or the fish in a river swimmin free
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Did you ever see the beauty of the hills of Carolina
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Or the sweetness of the grass in Tennesee
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And lord I can't make any changes
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All I can do is write 'em in a song
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Em
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Cus I can see the concrete a slowly creepin
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Lord take me and mine before that comes
G D C X2
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Like to see the mountain stream a flowing
Do you like to see a youngin with his dog
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Em
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Did you ever stop and think about well the air you're breathing
G
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Well you better listen to my song
CHORUS
G
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I'm not tryin to put down no big city
But the things they write about us is just a bore
G
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Em
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You can take a boy out of old Dixieland
G
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C
But you'll never take Dixie from a boy
CHORUS
G
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Em
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Yes, I can see the concrete a slowly creepin
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Lord take me and mine before that comes

Save A Horse Ride a Cowboy

Big & Rich
E A E A intro
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Well, I walk in to the room, passing out hundred dollar bills and kills
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and it thrills like the horns on my Silverado grill.
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And I buy the bar a double shot of crown and everybody's getting down
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and this town ain't never gonna be the same.
CHORUS
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Cause I saddle up my horse and I ride into the city
E
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And I make a lot of noise, cause the girls they are so pretty.
E
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Riding up and down Broadway on my old stud Leroy, and the girls say,
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Save a horse, ride a cowboy. Everybody says, Save a horse, ride a cowboy.
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Well I don't give a damn about nothin, I'm singin and bling blingin
STOP PLAYING
While the girls are drinkin long necks down.
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And I wouldn't trade old Leroy or my Chevrolet for your Escalade or your freak parade
A
I'm the only John Wayne left in this town.
CHORUS
GUITAR SOLO OVER DOUBLE CHORUS
JUST BASS AND LIGHT GUITAR
E
A
Well, I'm a thoroughbred, that's what she said in the back of my truck bed
E
A
as I was getting buzzed on suds out on some back country road.
E
A
We were flyin high, fine as wine, having ourselves a hell of a time.
E
A
And I was going, just about as far as she' let me go.
E
A
E
A
But her evaluation of my cowboy reputation had me begging for salvation all night long.
E
A
So I took her out gigging frogs, introduced her to my old hound dog
E
A STOP PLAYING
And sang her every Skynyrd song I could think of, and we made love!

CHORUS

Last Dance With Mary Jane

She grew up in a Indiana town,
Had a good lookin' mama who never was around.
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night.
Well she moved down here at the age of eighteen,
She blew the boys away; was more than they'd seen.
I was introduced and we both started groovin'
She said, "I dig you, baby, but I got to keep movin' - on.
Keep movin' on."
Chorus
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again.
Well I don't know but I've been told, you never slow down, you never grow old.
I'm tired of screwin' up, tired of goin' down,
Tired of myself, tired of this town,
Oh my, my, oh hell yes - Honey put on that party dress.
Buy me a drink, sing me a song,
Take me as I come . cause I can't stay long.
(Repeat Chorus)
There's pigeons down on Market Square,
She's standing in her underwear.
Lookin' down from a hotel room,
Nightfall will be coming soon.
Oh my, my, oh hell yes, you got to put on that party dress.
It was too cold to cry, when I woke up alone.
I hit my last number, I walked to the road.

Three Little Birds Bob Marley

A
D
A
Don't worry about a thing, cause every little thing, gonna be all right
A
D
A
Singing, don't worry, about a thing, cause every little thing, gonna be all right

A
E
Rise up this morning, smiled with the rising sun.
D
A
Three little birds, pitch by my my doorstep.
A
E
D
A
Singing sweet songs, of melodies pure and true, saying, this is my message to you
ou.
A
D
A
Singing don't worry about a thing, cause every little thing gonna be all right.
A
D
Singing don't worry about a thing, cause every little thing gonna be all right.
A
E
Rise up this morning, smiled with the rising sun.
D
A
Three little birds, pitch by my my doorstep.
A
E
D
A
Singing sweet songs, of melodies pure and true, saying, this is my message to you
ou.
A
D
A
Singing don't worry about a thing, cause every little thing gonna be all right.
A
D
Singing don't worry about a thing, cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Repeat

Knockin On Heavens Door chords

Bob Dylan *
G D C 4x
G
D
Am
Mama take this badge off of me
G
D
C
I can't use it any-more
G
D
Am
It's getting dark, too dark for me to see
G
D
C
I feel I'm knockin on heaven's door
CHORUS
G
D
Am
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
G
D
C
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
G
D
Am
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
G
D
C
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
G
D
Am
Mama put my guns in the ground
G
D
C
I can't shoot them any-more
G
D
Am
That long black cloud is comin' down
G
D
C
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door
CHORUS
SOLO OVER VERSE
CHORUS

Gimme Three Steps

I was cutting the rug
Down at a place called The Jug
With a girl named Linda Lu
When in walked a man
With a gun in his hand
And he was looking for you know who.
He said, "Hey there fellow,
With the hair colored yellow,
Watcha tryin' to prove?
'Cause that's my woman there
And I'm a man who cares
And this might be all for you."
I was scared and fearing for my life.
I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree.
'Cause he was lean, mean,
Big and bad, Lord,
Pointin' that gun at me.
I said, "Wait a minute, mister,
I didn't even kiss her.
Don't want no trouble with you.
And I know you don't owe me
But I wish you'd let me
Ask one favor from you."
(Chorus)
"Won't you give me three steps,
Gimme three steps mister,
Gimme three steps towards the door?
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps mister,
And you'll never see me no more."
SOLO
Well the crowd cleared away
And I began to pray
As the water fell on the floor.
And I'm telling you son,
Well, it ain't no fun
Staring straight down a forty-four.
Well he turned and screamed at Linda Lu
And that's the break I was looking for.
And you could hear me screaming a mile away
As I was headed out towards the door.

CHORUS x 2

Every Rose Has Its Thorn

Poison
G
C
G
We both lie silently still in the dead of the night, although we both lie close together,
C
G
C
We feel miles apart inside. Was it something I did, or something I said,
G
C
D
C
Did my words not come out right, Though I tried not to hurt you, though I tried,
I guess that's why they say
G
C
G
C
Every rose has its thorn, Just like every night has its dawn
G
D
C
G
C
GCGC
Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song, Every rose has its thorn.
G
C
G
Listen to our favorite song, playing on the radio. Well the DJ says loves a game of
C
G
C
G
C
easy come and easy go. But I wonder, does he know, has he ever felt like this?
D
C
Well I know that you'd be here right now if I could have let you know some how, I
guess
CHORUS G C G C
Em
D
C
G
Em
D
Though its been a while now, I can still feel so much pain, like a knife that cuts you
C
G
GC
the wound it heals, but that scar, that scar remains.
G
C
G
I know I could have saved our love that night, if I'd known what to say. Instead of
C
making love, we both made our separate ways.
G
C
G
C
And now I hear you've found somebody new, and that I never meant that much to
D
C
you. To hear that tears me up inside, and to see you cuts me like a knife, I guess
CHORUS

Blue On Black
Nite falls , and im alone
You, turned and you ran,

Skin, yeah chilled me to the bone

Oh yeah,Oh slipped, right from my hand

Hey
Blue on black, Tears on a river
Push on a shove, It don't mean much
Joker on jack, Match on a fire
Cold on ice, A dead mans touch
Wisper on a scream, Doesn't change a thing
Don't bring you back
Blue on black
Oh yeah, blue on black
Blind, oh, now i see. Truth, lies, and in between
Wrong, can't be undone, Oh slipped, from the tip of your tongue
Hey
Blue on black, Tears on a river
Push on a shove, It don't mean much
Joker on jack, Match on a fire
Cold on ice, A dead mans touch
Wisper on a scream, Doesn't change a thing
Don't bring you back
Blue on black
Oh yeah, blue on black
(solo)
Hey
Blue on black, Tears on a river
Push on a shove, It don't mean much
Joker on jack, Match on a fire
Cold on ice, A dead mans touch
Wisper on a scream, Doesn't change a thing
Don't bring you back
Blue on black
Oh yeah, blue on black

Smoke a Little Smoke

E
Turn the quiet up, turn the noise down

Let this ol' world just spin around

I wanna feel it swing, wanna feel it sway

B
And put some feel good in my soul
A2
B
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke

A2

A
E

E
Want a little more right and a little less left Little more right now, a little
less what's next. Act like tomorrow's ten years away
B
A2
A
And just kick back and let the feelin' flow
A2
B
E (11 10 8 open 8
solo)
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke
C#m
A
I set my sails for a new direction
E
But the wind got in my way
C#m
A
I changed my course but my definition of change
B
Just ain't the same
E
I'm gonna sit around here, stay away from there, I'm gonna make pretend I just
don't care. I could get up, go get her back
B
A2
A
Or maybe I'll just let her go
A2
B
E
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke, yeah (11 10 8 open 8 solo)
A2
B
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke
A2
B
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke
E
Kick back, give the blues spin. Break out the wine, forget again
A2
Dig down deep, find my stash. Light it up, take me back
E
Kick back, give the blues spin. Break out the wine, just forget again
A2
Dig down deep, find my stash. Light it up, memory crash
E
Oh no, I don't know, baby, might take all night
B
A2
Better maybe break out that old rock and roll
A2
B
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke
A2
B
Gonna drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke

Lawyers, Guns, and Money Warren Zevon

D A D E 3X
D
A
E
I went home with a waitress
D
A D A
The way I always do
D
A E
How was I to know
D
A
DA DE x2
She was with the Russians too?
D
A
DA
I was gambling in Havana
D
A
DA
I took a little risk
D
A
E
Send Lawyers, Guns, and Money
D
A
DA DE X2
To get me out of this.
D
A
AED
I'm the innocent bystander
D
A
AED
But somehow I got stuck
D
A
AED
Between a rock and a hard place
D
A DADE
And I'm down on my luck
D
A DADE
Yea I'm down on my luck
D
A DADE
Yes, I'm down on my luck
D
A
E
I'm hiding in Honduras
D
A DA
I'm a desperate man
D
A
E
Send Lawyers, Guns, and Money
D
A
DADE 3X
The shit has hit the fan.
D
A
DADE
Send Lawyers, Guns and Money
X4

High Cost of Living

Jamey Johnson
C
C
I was just a normal guy. Life was just a nine to five.
C
G
With bills and pressure piled up to the sky.
G
G
She never asked, she knew I'd been, hangin' with my wilder friends.
G
C
looking for another way to fly.
F
Dm C
And crazy, was becoming my new norm. I'd pass out on the bedroom floor.
G
C
And sleep right through the calm before the storm.
F
My life was just an old routine.
G
C
A#
F
Everyday the same damn thing, I couldn't even tell I was alive.
C
G
C
I tell you. The high cost of living, ain't nothin' like the cost of living high.
C
C
That southern baptist parking lot. Was where I'd go and smoke my pot.
C
G
Sit there in my pick-up truck and pray.
G
G
And staring at that giant cross. Just reminded me that I was lost.
G
C
And it just never seemed to point the way.
C
C
As soon as Jesus turned his back. I'd find my way across the tracks.
F
Dm
Lookin' just to score another deal.
C
With my back against that damn eight ball.
G
C
I didn't have to think or talk or feel.
CHORUS
C
C
My whole life went through my head. Laying in that hotel bed.
C
G
Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door.
G
G
I had a job and a piece of land. And my sweet wife, was my best friend.
G
C
But I traded that for cocaine and a whore.
C
C
With my new found sobriety. I've got the time to sit and think.
F
Dm
C
Of all the things I had, and threw away. This prison is much colder than that,
G
C
one that I was locked up in just yesterday.
Chorus

Wonderful Tonight
G
G
C
G
C
C
G

D/F#

D/F#

D/F#
It's late in the evening
D
She's wondering what clothes to wear
D/F#
She puts on her make up
D
And brushes her long blonde hair
D
And then she asks me
Bm/F#
Em
Do I look alright
C
D
G
And I say yes, you look wonderful tonight

D/F#
We go a party

D
And everyone turns to see
D/F#
This beautiful lady
D
That's walking around with me
D
And then she asks me
Bm/F#
Em
Do you feel alright
C
D
G
And I say yes, I feel wonderful tonight

G
C
C
G

C
I feel wonderful
D
G
Bm/F#
Em
Because I see the love light in your eyes
C
D
And the wonder of it all
C
D
Is that you just don't realize
G
D/F# C D G D/F# C
How much I love you

D/F#

D/F#
It's time to go home now

D
And I've got an aching head
D/F#
So I give her the car keys
D
She helps me to bed
D
And then I tell her
Bm/F#
Em
As I turn out the light
C
D
G
Bm/F#
I say my darling, you were wonderful tonight
C
D
G
D/F# C D
Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight

G
C
C
G

Em Em/D
G

D/F#

Family Tradition by Hank JR

E
A
Country music singers, have always been a real close family
B
E
But lately some of my kin folks, have disowned a few others and me.
A
I guess it's because, I kinda changed my direction,
B
E
Lord, I guess I went and broke their, Family Tradition. They get on me and
wanna know
E
A
B
Why do ya drink?
Why do you roll smoke? Why must you live out the
songs that you
E
A
B
wrote? Over and over, every body makes my prediction, if I get stoned I'm
just carrying
E
on an old Family Tradition.
I am very proud of my daddy's name, Although his kinda music,
And mine ain't exactly the same. Stop and think it over, put yourself in my
position,
If I get stoned and sing all night long, it's a Family Tradition. So don't ask me
Hank,
Why do ya drink, why do you roll smoke?
And why must you like out the songs that you wrote?
If I'm down in a honky tonk and some ol' slick tries to give me some friction,
I'll say leave me alone, I'm singin all night long, it's a Family Tradition.
Lordy I have loved some ladies, and I have loved Jim Beam.
They both tried to kill me in 1973. When that doctor asked me,
son how'd ya get in this condition,
I said hey sawbones, I'm just carryin on an old, Family Tradition.
Why do ya drink, why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote? Stop and think it over,
try to put yourself in my unique position, If I get stoned and sing all night
long, it's a Family Tradition.

"The Truth" CAPO on 1

Tell 'em all I'm on vacation
Say I went to visit friends
That you ain't heard or seen from me in quite a while
When they ask you where I've been
Tell 'em I'm out on the West Coast
Where it don't ever rain
And that I'm probably doing fine
Just don't tell 'em I've gone crazy
That I'm still strung out over you
Tell 'em anythin' you want to
Just don't tell 'em all the truth
Yeah, don't tell 'em all the truth
Tell 'em all I'm out in Vegas
Blowin' every dollar I ever made
Tell 'em that I must be into somethin' bad for me
'Cause I sure lost a lot of weight
Tell 'em I'm out on the road
With some old rock and roll band
Living like a gypsy can
Just don't tell 'em I've gone crazy
That I'm still strung out over you
Tell 'em anythin' you want to
Just don't tell 'em all the truth
Yeah, don't tell 'em all the truth
The truth is that I'm askin' you to lie
And we both know that it ain't right
But if you ever loved me
Please have some mercy on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell 'em anything you want to
Just don't tell 'em all the truth
Yeah, don't tell 'em all the truth
I still need you
Yeah, that's the truth
I still love you
Baby, that's the truth

Patience
C G A D
C G A D
C G C Em
C G D D
C
G
Shed a tear cause I'm missing you
I'm still alright to smile
A
D
Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
Girl I think about you every day now
C
G
Was a time when I wasn't sure
But you set my mind at ease
A
D
Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
There is no doubt, you're in my heart now
C
G
C
Em
Sad woman take it slow It will work itself out fine
C
G
D
Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
All we need is just a little patience
C
G
C
Em
Sad sugar make it slow and It comes together fine
C
G
D
Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
All we need is just a little patience
D Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
C
G
Sit here on the stairs Cause I'd rather be alone
A
D
Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2
If I can't have you right now
I'll wait dear
C
G
Sometimes I get so tense But I can't speed up the time
A
D
Dsus2 D Dsus4 D
Butyou know love, there's one more thing To consider
C
G
C
Em
Sad woman take it slow And things will be just fine
C
G
D
Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
You and Ill just use a little patience
C
G
C
Em
Sad sugar take the time Cause the lights are shining bright
C
G
D
Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
You and I got what it takes to make it
D
Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
We don't fake it
D
Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
Ahh and never break it
D
Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
Cause I can't take it
(Solo chords)C G C Em C G D Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D (x2)
D Dsus2 D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D (x3)
D

Dsus2

G
D
G
A little patience Mmmmm yeah Mmmmm yeah
D
G
Need a little patience Yeaaaaah
D
G
Just a little patience yeaaaaah
D
G
I've been walking the streets tonight Just trying to get it right
D
G
It's hard to see with so many around Ya know I dont like being stuck in the crowd
D
G
And the streets don't change but baby the name I ain't got time for the game
D
G

Cause I need you Yeah Yeah well I need you

Home Sweet Home

Intro

|C#m
|A7
|D
||
A
C#m
You know I'm a dreamer but my heart's of gold
A7
D
I had to run away high so I wouldn't come home low
A
C#m
Just when things went right doesn't mean they're always wrong
A7
D
Just take this song and you'll never feel left all alone
A
C#m
Take me to your heart, feel me in your bones
A7
D
Just one more night and I'm comin' off this long and winding road

F
G
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
A
Home sweet home, tonight, tonight
F
G
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
A
Home sweet home

A
C#m
You know that I've seen too many romantic dreams
A7
D
Up in lights, fallin' off the silver screen
A
C#m
My heart's like an open book for the whole world to read
A7
D
Sometimes nothing keeps me together at the seams

F
G
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
A
Home sweet home, tonight, tonight
F
G
I'm on my way, just set me free
A
Home sweet home
Solo

|G

|F

|G

||x4

Chorus
F
G
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
A
Home sweet home, yeah
F
G
I'm on my way, just set me free
A

Home sweet home

White Trash Story

E
A
E
My best friend Junior, he lives two trailers down
B
A
E
His wife MaryLou she runs the Caberet in town
A
E
B
C#
They've got two kids, but they don't look like him
B
A
B
A
E
He's a tractor tech, he's a redneck, now he's gettin drunk again

E
A
I'm talkin bout the good times, drinkin down the bad
E
B
A
Tryin to remember all those crazy nights that we had
E
A
Now I'm empty, but I'm not sad
E
B
E
Talkin bout the good times, drinkin down the bad
A
E
Miss Sara Ann Baker-smith, she was my girlfriend
B
A
E
I took her top off for the first time at the drive-in
A
E
B
C#
You know those had to be the coolest things I'd ever seen
B
A
B
A
E
She was passed around like a bottle of crown, but she was always sweet to me
(Chorus)
A
E
Now Junior's kid, you know they call him "The Duece"
B
A
E
And his grandma she drinks vodka in her orange juice
A
E
B
C#
She sells pot to kids, and she just got out of jail
B
A
B
A
E
Junior had to sell his new John-boat just to help to raise the bail.
(Chorus)
A
E
Now my name's Carl Wayne, I've had two DUI's
B
A
E
Three years ago they took my license I don't drive
A
E
B C#
These boots can get me there, I live just down the street
B
A
B
A
E
It's last call, it's too far to crawl, now help me to my feet
(Chorus)
E
B
E

Just talkin bout the good times, drinkin down the bad

x2

Dixieland Delight
G D Em C G D Cm G
G
D
Rollin' down-a backwoods Tennessee byway
Em
C
G
One arm on the wheel, holdin' my lover
D
Em
C
With the other, a sweet, soft Southern thrill
Em
D
Worked hard all week, got a little jingle
Em
C
On a Tennessee Saturday night
G
D
Couldn't feel better, I'm together
Cm
G
With my Dixieland Delight
D
Em
C
Spend my dollar, park in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight
G
D
Hold her up tight, make a little lovin'
Em
C
A little turtledovin' on a mason-Dixon night
Em
C
Cm
G
Fits my life, oh, so right, my Dixieland Delight
G
D
White-tail buck deer, munchin' on clover
Em
C
Red-tail hawk, sittin' on a limb
G
D
Chubby old groundhog, croakin' bullfrog
Em
C
Free as a feelin' in the wind
Em
D
Homegrown country girl, gonna give me a whirl
Em
C
On a Tennessee Saturday night
G
D
Lucky as a seven; livin' in heaven
Cm
G
With my Dixieland Delight
D
Em
C
Spend my dollar, park in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight
G
D
Hold her up tight, make a little lovin'
Em
C
A little turtledovin' on a mason-Dixon night
Em
C
Cm
G
Fits my life, oh, so right, my Dixieland Delight

I just can't get enough of You

Intro Am, F four measures
F
G
I must have told you I love you
A
A thousand times or more.
I want you to know
What my love is for.
I want to lay beside you
Each and every night.
Every time you touch me
It feels so damn right.
I just can't get enough of you.
I just can't get enough of you.
I must have told you I love you
A million times or more.
Every time I touch you
You leave me wanting more.
I want to lay beside you
Each and every night.
Every time you touch me
It feels so damn right.
I just can't get enough of you.
I just can't get enough of you.
Solo over verse
I just can't get enough of you.
I just can't get enough of you.

FEED JAKE
A
E
E
I'm standing at the crossroads in life, and I don't know where to go.
B
You know you've got my heart babe, but my musics got my soul.
A
Let me play it one more time, I'll tell the truth and make it rhyme
B
E
and hope they understand me.

Chorus:
B
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the lord my soul to keep
A
E
And if I die before I wake, Feed Jake
B
C#m
A
he's been a good dog, my best friend, right through it all
E
B
E
if I die before I wake, feed Jake
E
A
E
Now Broadways like a sewer, bums and hookers everywhere.
B
Winos passed out on the sidewalk, doesn't anybody care.
A
Some say he's worthless, just let him be I for one would have to disagree
B E
and so would their mamas
Chorus
E
A
E
Now if you get an ear pierced, some will call you gay.
B
But if you drive a pickup, they'll say "no, he must be straight"
A
What we are and what we ain't, what we can and what we can't.
B E
does it really matter
Chorus

I Think I'll Just Stay Here And Drink

Merle Haggard
A
D
Could be holding you tonight
D
A
Could be doing wrong or doing right
A
E
You don't care about what I think
E
A
I think I'll just stay here and drink
A
D
Hey, putting you down won't square the deal
D
A
A least you'll know what I feel
A
E
Hey, take all the money in the bank
E
A
I think I'll just stay here and drink
A
D
Hey, listen close and you can hear
D
A
That loud jukebox playing in my ear
A
E
Ain't no woman gonna change the way I think
E
A
I think I'll just stay here and drink
[INSTRUMENTAL: SAME PROGRESSION ONCE AROUND]
A
D
Hey, hurtin' me know don't mean a thing
D
A
Since love ain't here I don't feel a thing
A
E
My mind ain't nothing but a total blank
E
A
I think I'll just stay here and drink
[INSTRUMENTAL: SAME PROGRESSION SEVERAL TIMES AROUND]
Can't You See

D, C, G
I'm gonna take a freight train, down at the station
I don't care where it goes
Gonna climb me a mountain, the highest mountain, lord,
Gonna jump off, nobody gonna know
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me
I'm gonna find me a hole in the wall, gonna crawl inside and die
That lady, mean ol' woman lord, done told me goodbye
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me
Gonna buy me a ticket now, as far as i can, ain't never comin' back
Take me southbound, all the way to georgia now, till the train run out of track
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me

Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd

CAPO 1st fret
Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say.
And if you do this
It'll help you some sunny day. Oh Yah!
Oh, take your time... Don't live too fast,
Troubles will come and they will pass.
You'll find a woman, yea yea, you'll find love,
And don't forget son,
There is someone up above.
(Chorus)
And be a simple, kind of man.
Oh be something, you love and understand.
Baby be a simple, kind of man.
Oh, won't you do this for me son,
If you can?
Forget your lust, for the rich man's gold
All that you need, is in your soul,
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.
(Chorus)
Frank solo 6th fret
Boy, don't you worry... you'll find yourself.
Follow your heart, lord, and nothing else.
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.
(Chorus)
Baby be a simple, be a simple man.
Oh be something, you love and understand.
Baby be a simple, kind of man. (Fade out)

In Color by Jamey Johnson

CAPO 3
G
I said grandpa whats this picture here
F
Its all black and white it aint real clear
C
Is that you there?
G
He said yeah i was 11
G
Times were tough back in '35
F
Thats me and uncle Joe just tryin to survive
C
G
A cotton farm in the great depression.
G
If it looks like we were scared to death
F
C
Like a couple of kids just trying to save each other
G
You should've seen it in color.
Ohh and this one here was taken over seas
In the middle of hell in 1943
In the winter time you can almost see my breath
That was my tail gunner ole Johnny Magee
He was a high school teacher from new Orleans
And he had my back right through the day we left.
If it looks like we were scared to death
Like a couple of kids just trying to save each other
You should've seen it in color.
A picture's worth a thousand words
But you cant see what those
shades of gray keep covered
You should've seen it in color

This one is my favorite one.

This is me and grandma in the summer sun
All dressed up the day we said our vows.
You can't tell it here but it was hot that June
That rose was red and her eyes were blue
And just look at that smile I was so proud.
(Bridge)
Em
D/F
C
Thats the story of my life
Em
D/F
C
D
Right there in black and white
If it looks like we were scared to death
Like a couple of kids just trying to save each other
You should've seen it in color.
A picture's worth a thousand words
But you cant see what those
shades of gray keep covered
You should've seen it in color

Country Boy Can Survive

D
Am7
G
D
The preacher man says its the end of time And the Mississippi River shes a goin dry
D
Am7
G
D
The interest is up and the stock markets down you'll get mugged if you go down town
D
Am7
G
D
I live back in the woods you see
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
D
Am7
I got a shotgun a rifle and a four wheel drive
G
Am7
D
Am7
G
D
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
D
Am7
G
D
I can plow a field all day long I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
D
Am7
G
D
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too Ain't too many things these ole boys
can't do
D
Am7
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
G
Am7
D
Am7
G
D
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
G
F
Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run
C
G
Cause when them ole boy raised on shotgun
F
We say grace and we say ma'am
C
G
If you ain't into that we don't give a damn
D
Am7
G
D
We came from the West Virginia coal mines And the Rocky Mountains and the Western
Skies
Am7
And we can skin a buck we can run a trot line
G
Am7
D
Am7
G
D
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
D
Am7
G
D
I had a good friend in New York City He never called me by my name just HillBilly
Am7
G
D
My GrandPa taught me to live off the land And his taught him to be a business man
Am7
G
D
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Night I'd send him some homemade wine
Am7
G
D
But he was killed by a man with a switch blade knife For forty three dollars my
friend lost his life
Am7
G
D
I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dudes eye And shoot em' with my ole 45
G
Am7
D
Am7
G
D
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
CHORUS
D
Am7
G
D
Were from North California and South Alabam
And little towns all around this land
Am7
G
Am7
D
And we can skin a buck and run a trot line And a country boy can survive

B
Mustang Sally, Guess you better slow your Mustang down.
B
Mustang Sally, Guess you better slow your Mustang down.
E
Mustang Sally, baby, I guess you better slow you Mustang down.
F#
F# F E
You've been running all over town...........
B
I guess you better put your big feet back on the ground.
B
All you want to do is ride around Sally, Ride Sally ride.
B
All you want to do is ride around Sally, Ride Sally ride.
E
All you want to do is ride around Sally, Ride Sally ride.
B
All you want to do is ride around Sally, Ride Sally ride.
F#
F#
F
E
One of these early mornings,
B
You're gonna be wipin your weepin eyes, yes you will.
B
I bought you a vintage Mustang, a 1965.
B
Now you're drivin round, a signified woman, and you just won't let me ride.
E
B
Mustang Sally, I guess you better slow your Mustang down.
F#
I sure hope you will. You've been runnin all over town.
B
You'd better put your big feet back on the ground.
B
All you want to do is ride around Sally, Ride Sally ride.
B
All you want to do is ride around Sally, Ride Sally ride.
E
All you want to do is ride around Sally, Ride Sally ride.
B
All you want to do is ride around Sally, Ride Sally ride.
F#
F#
F
E
One of these early mornings,
B
You're gonna be wipin your weepin eyes, yes you will.

What I Got
D
G
Early in the morning, Rise up to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I'll slap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason Reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation I can still get high
I can play the guitar Like a motherfuckin' riot
Life is too short
So love the one you got
Cause you might get run over
or you might get shot
Never start static
I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with my
bulletproof vest
Take a small example
Take a tip from me
Take all of your money
Give it up to charity
Love is what I got
Is with in my reach
the sub rock styles
dealt straight from Long Beach
It come back to you
You're gonna get what you deserve
Try'n test that
Your bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You'll feel it when
the dance get's hot
Love is
What i got
I said remember that
Love is
What I got
Now remember that
I don't cry When my dog runs away
Don't get angry Bout the bills I have to pay
Don't get angry when my mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock
Fuck it fight it It's all the same, Livin with Louey Dog's The only way to stay sane
Let the lovin' Let the lovin come back to me

Dead or Alive
D
C
G
It's all the same , only the names will change
C
G
F
D
And ev'ry day , it seems we're wasting away
D
C
G
Another place , where the faces are so cold
C
G
F
D
I'd drive all night , just to get back home
CHORUS:
C
G
F
D
I'm a cowboy , on a steel horse I ride
C
G F
D
I'm wanted , dead or alive
C
G F
D
Wanted , dead or alive
D
C
G
Sometimes I sleep , sometimes is not for days
C
G
F
D
and people I meet , always go their separate ways
D
C
G
Sometimes you tell the day , by the bottle that you drink
C
G
F
D
And times when your alone , and all you do is think
CHORUS:
C
G
F
D
I'm a cowboy , on a steel horse I ride
C
G F
D
I'm wanted , dead or alive
C
G F
D
Wanted , dead or alive
SOLO:
C
G
F
D
Ooooh and I'm a cowboy , on a street horse I ride
C
F
D
I'm wanted (wanted) , dead or alive
D
C
G
And I walk these streets , a loaded six string on my back
C
G
F
D
I play for keeps , 'cause I might not make it back
D
C
G
I been ev'ry where , still I'm standig tall
C
G
F
D
I've seen a milion faces , and I've rock them all
C
G
'Cause I'm a cowboy
C
G
I'm wanted (wanted)
C
G
Well I'm a cowboy ,
C
G
I'm Wanted (wanted)

F
D
, on a steel horse I ride
F
D
, dead or alive
F
D
I got the night on my side
F
D
, dead or alive

Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound Hank JR

G
C
G
I've got a good woman at home who thinks I do no wrong
G
D
But sometimes lord, she just ain't always around
G
C
G
And you know that's when I fall, I can't help myself at all
G
D
G
And I get whiskey bent and hell bound
G
C
G
Play me some songs about a ramblin' man, put a cold one in my hand,
D
'cause you know I love to hear those guitar sounds
G
C
G
Don't you play 'I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry' cause I'll get all balled up
inside
D
G
And I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound
G
C
G
Sure enough about closing time, (I'm) about stoned out of my mind
D
And I end up with some honky-tonk special I found
G
C
G
Just as sure as the morning sun come, thinking of my sweet girl at home
D
G
And I need to get whiskey bent and hell bound
G
C
G
Play me some songs about a ramblin' man, put old Jim Beam in my hand
D
'cause you know I still love to get drunk and hear country sounds
G
C
G
But don't you play 'Your Cheatin' Heart' cause that'll tear me all apart
D
G
I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound
G

D
G
Yeah, old Hank's songs always make me feel low down

Long Haired Country Boy

D
People say I'm no good, crazy as a loon.
Cause I get stoned in the morning, and drunk in the afternoon.
Kinda like my old blue tick hound, like to lay around in the shade.
I ain't got no money, but I damn sure got it made.
G
And I ain't asking nobody for nothin,
D
If I can't get it on my own.
A
If you don't like the way I'm living,
C
G
D
Leave this long haired country boy alone.
Preacher man talking on the TV, putting down the rock n roll.
He wants me to send a donation, cause he's worried about my soul.
He said Jesus walked on the water, and I know that is true.
But sometimes I think that preacher man ought to do a little walking too.
CHORUS
A poor girl wants to marry, a rich girl wants to flirt.
A rich man goes to college, and a poor man goes to work.
A drunkard wants another drink of wine and a politician wants your vote.
I don't want much of nothing at all, but I will take another toke.
CHORUS

Curtis Lowe Lynyrd Skynyrd

E
B
Well I used to wake the mornin' before the rooster crowed
E
A
F#
Searchin for soda bottles to get myself some dough
E
B
Brung em down to the corner, down to the country store
A
E
Cash em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe
E
B
A
E
Ol' Curt was a black man with white curly hair
E
B
A
E
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
E
B
A
E
He used to own an old dobro used to play it 'cross his knee
E
B
A
E
I'd give Ol' Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
A
E
Play me a song, Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe
A
E
I got your drinkin' money, tune up your dobro
A
E
F#
People said you was useless but them people all were fools
E
B
A
E
Cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues
E
B A
E
He looked to be 60, maybe I was 10
E
B
A
E
Mama used to whoop me but I'd go see him again
E
B
A
E
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feet tryin' to stay in time
E
B
A
E
He'd play me song or two then take another drink of wine
Chorus
Solo over verse and chorus
E
B
A
E
On the day Ol' Curtis died nobody came to pray
E
B
A
E
Old preacher said some words and they chucked him in the clay
E
B
A
E
He lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
E
B
A
E
And on the day he lost his life that's all he had to lose
A
E
Play me a song Curtis Lowe, hey Curtis Lowe
A
E
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
A
E
F#
People said you was useless but them people all were fools
E
B
A
E
Cause Curtis, you're the finest picker to ever play the blues

Why Don't We Get Drunk

D

Jimmy Buffett

D7
G
D
I really do, appreciate the fact you're sittin' here.
D
E7
Your voice sounds so wonderful but your face don't
A7
look too clear.
G
D
So barmaid bring a pitcher, another round o' brew,
G
A
D
Honey why don't we get drunk and screw...

(Chorus:)
G
A
D
Why don't we get drunk and screw?
E7
A7
I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you.
G
They say you are a snuff queen,
D
Honey I don't think that's true.
G
A
D
So, why don't we get drunk and screw.
solo
Why don't we get drunk and screw?
I just bought a waterbed it's filled up for me and you.
They say you are a snuff queen,
Honey I don't think that's true.
So, why don't we get drunk and screw?
Yeah, now baby I say, "Lord!,"
Why don't we get drunk and screw.

Whiskey in the Jar

G
F#
E
As I was going over, the cork and kerry mountains
I saw captain Ferrell and the money he was counting.
I first produced my pistol, then produced my rapier.
I said Stand and deliver, or the devil he may take ya
G

F#

E,

F#

I took all of his money, it was a pretty penny.

I took all his money, and I brought it home to Molly.
She swore that she loved me, and never would she leave me.
The devil take that woman, you know she tricked me easy.
D
C
C
G

Mush a rain dum adoda ma da

Whack for my daddio
Whack for my daddio
There's whiskey in the jar o.

F#

E,

F#

Being drunk and weary, I went to Molly's chamber

Takin Molly with me, I never knew the danger.
About six or maybe seven, in walked Captain Ferrell.
I jumped up fired my pistols, and shot him with both barrels.
D
C
C
G

Mush a rain dum adoda ma da

Whack for my daddio
Whack for my daddio
There's whiskey in the jar o.

SOLO
G
G
D
G

F#
F#
C
F#

E,
E,
C
E,

G
G

F#
F#

F#

E
E
D

SOFT
Some men like the fishing, some men like the fowling
Some men like to hear, to hear the cannon balls a roarin
Me, I like sleeping, especially in my Molly's chamber,
Here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain....
D
C
C
G

Mush a rain dum adoda ma da

Whack for my daddio
Whack for my daddio
There's whiskey in the jar o.

Mush a rain dum adoda ma da x4

B, A, Em
"Wicked Game"
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you.
No, I don't want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you (This world is only gonna break your heart)
What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,
I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you.
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you,
No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I... (This world is only gonna break your heart)
(This world is only gonna break your heart)

Sundown
Gordon Lightfoot
F# intro 4X

F# I can see her lyin' back in her satin dress

In a C# room where ya do what you F# don't confess.
Sundown, ya B better take care
If I E find you been creepin' round F# my back stairs.
Sundown, ya B better take care
If I E find you been creepin' round F# my back stairs.
F# She's been lookin' like a queen in a sailor's dream
And she C# don't always say what she F# really means
Sometimes I B think it's a shame
When I E get feelin' better when I'm F# feelin' no pain
Sometimes I B think it's a shame
When I E get feelin' better when I'm F# feelin' no pain
F# INTRO
F# I can picture every move that a man can make
getting' C# lost in her lovin' is your F# first mistake.
Sundown, ya B better take care
If I E find you been creepin' round F# my back stairs.
Sometimes, B I think it's a sin
When I E feel like I'm winnin' when I'm F# loosin' again.
F# INTRO
F# I can see her lookin' fast in her faded jeans
She's a C# hard lovin' woman, got me F# feelin' mean
Sometimes, B I think it's a shame
When I E get feelin' better when I'm F# feelin' no pain.
F# INTRO x 4

D
G
Please come to Boston for the springtime
D
G
I'm staying here with some friends and they've got lots of room
A
D
Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
Bm
A
G
By a cafe were I hope to be working soon

Bridge:
D
Please come to Boston
A
She said "No,
D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
Baby you come home to me."

Chorus:
D
A
D
She said "Ramblin' boy, won't ya settle down?
D
A
D
Boston ain't your kinda town
D
G
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
A
G
D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
I'm the number one fan of a man from Tennessee

Additional Lyrics:
Please come to Denver where the snow falls
We'll move up into the mountains so high that we can't be found
Through "I love you" echoes down the canyon
And we'll lie awake at night 'til they come back around
Please come to L.A., we'll live forever
The California life alone is just too hard to bear
We'll live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And we'll see stars fall from the sky, livin' up on the hill