Chords for Cody Parks and The Dirty South - Thunder Cash '69 - Official Music Video

_ _ _ _ _ Check out this antenna here.
It's locked.
It looks _ like a gun.
What?
_ _ _ _ Shit dog.
Jayhawk, I wonder how you got that warrant thing figured out. _
I just come here to play. Oh shit. _ _
Is _ this a real cop?
Looks like he's got a raccoon on his head.
Shh, let's see what he says.
Here he comes. _ _
Looks like I got me some long-haired, dope-sucking hippie freaks.
Well, the apple don't fall far from the tree.
Alright. _
_ Do you want to know why I pulled you over?
Because you're playing your music too damn loud.
Looks like you're playing country and metal and mixing them together.
You know you can't do that.
Get out of here!
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_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ Oh [Bb] my.
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_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Gb] [Eb] Well, I hear that train a-coming.
It's rolling around the bend.
And I ain't seen the sunshine since.
I [Gb] don't know [G] [Ab] when I'm stuck in Mosul prison.
The [B] time [Bb] keeps [Eb] dragging on.
_ _ _ _ [Gb] [F] But [Bb] my bad train keeps a-rolling.
All [Ab] that the same.
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Asshole.
_ _ _ _ [Gb] _ [F] [Eb] When I was just a baby, my mama told me son.
He always feared the boy, don't you, where the fuck [Gb] was [Gm] going.
But [Ab] I shot a man in Monroe, just [Eb] to watch him die.
_ _ _ _ [Gb] [Bb] When I hear that whistle blowing, _ my [Ab] body [Eb] and hand cry. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Eb] I've been through three folks eating and advancing down a car.
They're probably smoking reefer and drinking [F] [Gb] PBR.
Well, [Ab] I know I had it coming.
_ I know [B] I [Eb] can't be free.
_ Can't.
_ [Bb] But those people keep a-moving.
And [A] that's [Ab] what's worth [Eb] the pain.
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_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [F] Well, [Eb] if they free me from the prison, and they found the railroad train [A] was [F] mine.
[Eb] I bet I'll move it on, or a little farther down [Gb] the [Gm] line.
[Ab] Far from Mosul prison, that's where [Eb] I [Bb] want to [Ebm]
stay.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ [Gb] [Bb] And I let that lonesome whistle blow [Ab] my [Gb] blues [Eb] away.
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] And I let that lonesome whistle _ blow my [Ebm] blues [Eb]
away.
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Living fast and [F] dying young like an endless poetry.
My motor psycho nightmare freak out inside of me.
My soul salvation liberation on the drive.
The [D] power of the blaster.
Move me faster.
_ [F] 1969. _ _
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