Chords for Cracker Life

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[G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ It's hard for a cracker [F] with some rhyme in the [G] southern drawl, rockin' microphones [D] and
straw, and Nerva Ross folks kinda [F] laugh til they hear your blow [G] frames and see Demon Jones
[A] is kickin' and takin' [D] names.
A few rehab [F] fans sayin' I ain't real, [G] they didn't know I was [D] raised back flippin' off
a hate bill, and worked a hundred [F] hours in the week to [G] pay bills.
I got Rick [A] Jones in my vein so I stayed [Dm] real.
Them dead boots don't even know their own [G] kids, but got time to get on [Bb] Facebook and post [Dm] comments.
They ain't never [F] felt triple-digit degrees, [G] floatin' the [A] founders and footin' crawlin'
on your [Dm] knees.
Please, the only rhyme they wrote was [G] a love note, middle [Bb] school and the little [Dm] girl check note.
They need to take a long walk off a [G] short cliff, criticize the music [D] and can't even
play a riff.
Good old [F] country folks and we livin' [G] the life.
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] You can find us close [F] to cuss, we all down [G] to _ [A] ride.
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On the long [F] dogs, girls and bros, follow [G] them taillights.
[Gm] _ We'll [Dm] take a place way [F] back in the gutter, it's a party [G] tonight.
_ [Dm] _ It's lookin' good for a [F] cracker, the crowd's gettin' [G] bigger.
When I step on [Dm] stage, they yell mud digger.
It's any [F] rednecks in the house and they screamin'.
[G] I see [A] thousands of folks, I ain't [D] dreamin', man, I never had a [F] doubt that I wouldn't pack it [G] out.
Rockin' every stage, [Dm] ain't blowin' speakers out.
Now D.
Jones is on [F] the flip breakers [G] from the gas monkey in [A] Dallas to downtown [Dm] Macon.
Ain't had this feelin' since John Mike [G] Montgomery.
Sang lines I [Bb] wrote on Ride Thru [Dm] the Country.
Yeah, [F] me and J.
Brown go way [G] back.
Eight tracks [A] on vinyl, bitch-force and [Dm] haystack.
Now it's time I'm takin' it to the next.
[G] Bringin' the [Bb] mainstream and cash [Dm] the bitch eggs.
With no fakes, just work and sweat.
[G] It's as simple as that, don't [A] make it [D] complex.
Some good old [F] country folks and we livin' [Gm] the life.
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] You can find us [F] coast to coast, we all down [G] to _ [A] ride.
[Dm]
On the long dog [F] bus and road, all the [G] retail line.
[Bb] _ _ [D] We'll take a place way [F] back in the gutter, it's a party [G] tonight.
_ [Dm] _ It's lookin' good for a cracker. _
Everybody's showed [G] up.
[Bb] Gather round the pile, [Dm] about to get burned up.
_ Bumpin' rap [G] country, bumpin' rap [A] country, it's all turnt [Dm] up.
_ Everybody's showed up.
[G] _ [Bb] Gather round the pile, about to [Dm] get burned up.
Bumpin' rap country, [G] bumpin' rap country, it's all [Dm] turnt up.
Some good [F] old country folks and we [G] livin' the life.
[Bb] _ You can find us [F] coast to coast, we all [G] down to ride.
[A] _ _ On the long dog [F] bus and road, all the retail [G] line.
[Bb] We'll _
[Dm] take a place way [F] back in the gutter, it's a [G] party tonight. _
[A] _ _ _ It's lookin' [F] good for [G] a [Bb] cracker.
Everybody's showed [Dm] up. _ _
[F] _ _ [G] Everybody's showed up.
[A] Everybody's [Dm] showed up.
Everybody's showed up.
Everybody's [F] showed up.
Everybody's [G] showed up. _
[Bb] Everybody's showed [Dm] up.
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[G] Everybody's [A] showed up. _ _ _ _