Intro: D A G F C (x2)
verse 1
D A G
I was just like you three months ago
F C D A G F C
On my first trip to the Burnt Part!
D A G
Forget that Cub Scout crap you know
F C D A G F C
Not a course that you can plo-o-o-o-o-ot
D A G F C
You Lewis and Clarkers need a little Sacagawea
D A G C
To lead you through a land that maps forgot
D A G F C
North, South, East, West
D A G C
That little compass didn't have a prayer
D A G F C
Wanna see the Burnt Part? Hate to break it to ya
D A G
I'm your only way to get up there
verse 2
D A G
It's a good eight miles but let me say
F C D A G F C
It's a hike to hell and back
D A G
Without my lead you're M.I.A
F C D A G F C
A snack for a kodia-a-a-a-a-ak
D A
You're lacking intuition
G F C
Not to mention ammunition
D A G F C
At first glance you'll piss your pants, and turn right back around
D A F
You don't know your Cub ass from a hole in the ground!
verse 3
D A
There's jagged rocks
G F
The quickest quicksand
C D A G F
Poisoned vines that wrap your neck up like a noose
C D A
There's wolverines
G F
I've seen 'em firsthand
C D A G C
There are prehistoric creatures on the loose
D A G F C
North, South, East, West
D A G C
That little compass didn't have a prayer
D A G F C
Wanna see the Burnt Part? Hate to break it to ya
D A F
I'm your only way to get up there!
D A G D
I'm your only way to get up there.