Chords for Ashley McBryde: New York and Mexico

Tempo:
62.9 bpm
Chords used:

E

A

B

F#

G#m

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Ashley McBryde: New York and Mexico chords
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[E]
I'm all for [F#] five and finally fed up, throw my [B] cooler in the back of my truck, and I call
the girls, say I've had [A] enough, and I'm headed for the line.
[E] Well they all know when I leave [A] town, there's a pretty good chance [F#] I don't want to be found.
I grab a [B] pack of Marlboro Lops, [A] make up for lost time.
[B] Headed down a gravel [A] road, just two more miles to [E] go,
cause I need to be where the blacktop ends with a thirty [B] pack of my best [E] friends.
If anyone asks, all they need to know is I'm somewhere between New York and Mexico.
I make my [B] bed when the sun goes down, [A] I can't go back to that make-believe [E] town.
Sleeping in the cab of my [A] truck, it suits me just [E] fine.
There ain't too much I need right [A] now, as long as [B] my supplies hold out.
I ain't gotta punch no clock, [A] cause I'm on my own time.
And if my mama [F#] happens to call, [F#] you ain't heard from me at all.
Cause I need to be [E] where the blacktop ends with a thirty [B] pack of my best friends.
[E] If anyone asks, all they need to know [A] is I'm somewhere between New York and [F#] Mexico.
[E] [G#m]
[E] Cause I need to be where the blacktop ends with a [B] thirty pack of my best [E] friends.
If anyone asks, all they need to [A] know is I'm somewhere between New [B] York and Mexico.
[E] [F#] [E] If anyone asks, all they [A] need to know is I'm somewhere [B] between New York and Mexico.
[F#]
Key:  
E
2311
A
1231
B
12341112
F#
134211112
G#m
123111114
E
2311
A
1231
B
12341112
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[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm all for [F#] five and finally fed up, throw my [B] cooler in the back of my truck, and I call
the girls, say I've had [A] enough, and I'm headed for the line.
[E] Well they all know when I leave [A] town, there's a pretty good chance [F#] I don't want to be found.
I grab a [B] pack of Marlboro Lops, [A] make up for lost time.
[B] Headed down a gravel [A] road, just two more miles to [E] go,
cause I need to be where the blacktop ends with a thirty [B] pack of my best [E] friends.
If anyone asks, all they need to know is I'm somewhere between New York and Mexico. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I make my [B] bed when the sun goes down, [A] I can't go back to that make-believe [E] town.
Sleeping in the cab of my [A] truck, it suits me just [E] fine.
There ain't too much I need right [A] now, as long as [B] my supplies hold out.
I ain't gotta punch no clock, [A] cause I'm on my own time.
And if my mama [F#] happens to call, [F#] you ain't heard from me at all.
Cause I need to be [E] where the blacktop ends with a thirty [B] pack of my best friends.
[E] If anyone asks, all they need to know [A] is I'm somewhere between New York and [F#] Mexico. _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
[E] _ _ Cause I need to be where the blacktop ends with a [B] thirty pack of my best [E] friends.
If anyone asks, all they need to [A] know is I'm somewhere between New [B] York and Mexico.
[E] _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ If anyone asks, all they [A] need to know is I'm somewhere [B] between New York and Mexico.
_ [F#] _ _