Kill A Word chords

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ Eb _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ I've always been a fighter, a scrapper and a claw.
_ _ .
Abm Used up some Eb luck in law years, _ _ Ab.
like Huck from Eb Times Sawyer.
Jumped on my Bb raft and shoved off Eb chasing my dreams.
_ Ridden them big fishes Ab out.
I had some Eb hits and a few big misses Fm out.
Ab.
Gave them Eb hell and got a few stitches in Bb these things.
Eb Show off my scars with Ab.
one arm around my baby _ Eb and one arm around my boy.
_ _ _ Ab.
A heart that's still pretty _ crazy Eb and a head that hates the Bb noise.
_ If the Abm.
world Eb comes a Bb knocking, _ _ Eb I'll Gm tell them I'm not Ab home.
_ Eb _ Ab _ _ .
Eb I'm finally holding my own.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
I burned up the fast lane, _ _ Ab _ .
dodging drugs and Eb the force.
_ _ Ab _ _ .
This Eb is the one thing that Bb _ _ .
sometimes _ _ _ Eb _ _ _ .
_ leads to me.
_ _ Ab I miss the smoke and Eb neon.
_ _ _ Ab Sneak out of bed and grab this Eb six string.
Play Bb wall step, turning neon like a Eb tag.
Old town rock and roll.
Oh, that Ab ride down home country road.
I miss Eb blues and soul, but Bb not more than I miss being Eb home.
_ _ _ _ _ Ab With one arm around my baby _ Eb and one arm around my boy.
_ _ Ab A heart that's still pretty _ crazy Eb and a head just got sick of Bb the noise.
_ Ab If the world Bb comes a knocking, _ Eb _ I'll Bb tell them I'm not Cm home.
_ _ Ab _ _ .
I'm Bb finally holding _ Eb my own.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Fm _ _ .
Until Eb I run out Ab of time, _ _ _ _ _ _ Fm _ _ .
I'm going Gm to spend the rest of Ab my _ Bb life.
_ _ Ab with one arm around my baby _ Eb and one arm around my boy.
_ _ _ Ab A heart that's still pretty _ crazy Eb and a head that just hates the Bb noise.
_ Ab If the world Bb comes a knocking, _ _ Eb I'll Bb tell them I'm Cm not home.
_ _ _ Ab _ _ .
I'm Bb finally holding my Eb own.
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_ _ _ _ _ Ab And when my time Bb on earth is done, I Eb won't dare write Bb it on Cm my stone.
_ _ _ Ab I'll live, Fm love Bb the night, holding my Eb own.
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_ _ _ _ _ Ab I'll live, Eb love Bb the night, holding Eb my own.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ Thank you, Red Rocks.
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_ _ _ _ Ab _ _ _ N _ .