Am C G F E
Am C G F E
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Am
Well I started on the whiskey pretty early this morning
C
That's alright, I was up all night
G
But I passed out before the sun came up
F E
I always wanted to see one of those
Am
I know that's no way for a man to behave
C
With a mortgage due and a baby on the way
G
But somehow I made it to where I'm at
F E
It's been a living as a matter of fact
Am
I get a bad attitude from being tired and running 'round
C
I never ask for anyone to say they like my sound
G
I've never been a part of any musical scene
F E
I ain't just talking Nashville, if you know what I mean
Am
They don't write about me in their magazines
C
And I don't ask for no reviews on the songs that I sing
G
I never had a lot of friends and I'm alright by that
F E
But people keep on coming back
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C G Dm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
F
They don't care about no trends
C G
They don't care about songs that sell
C G
Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone
Dm F
So tonight everybody just sing along
C G Dm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
( Am C G F E )
Am
I've been standing on the outside for all of my life
C
But I like the view, I'm not gonna lie
G
Yeah, the yuppies and the hipsters and the wannabe scenes
F E
That ain't down-home to me
Am
I like two dollar beers, I like three dollar wells
C
At some old honkytonk bar that I know by the smell
G
Some old drunk on a barstool on a Merle Haggard tune
F E
That's my kind of room
( C G Dm F C G Dm )
C G Dm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
F
They don't care about no trends
C G
They don't care about songs that sell
C G
Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone
Dm F
So tonight everybody just sing along.
C G Dm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
C G Dm
Yeah we'll be raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
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