Chords for Good Ol' boys
Tempo:
79.75 bpm
Chords used:
E
Em
G
A
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Jam Along & Learn...
[Em]
Y'all know what's up.
Cuck a folk, in hard times we never choke.
You stay on the [Em] low, don't say much, but [E] never know.
We stay deep on these back roads where liquor flows.
Respect is [Em] earned and motherfuckers, they [E] better show.
Lift your rebel flag way up, we never [Em] run the country way it [E] raised us.
They bait [Em] us with gun laws that's [E] made up.
Y'all know what's up.
Cuck a folk, in hard times we never choke.
You stay on the [Em] low, don't say much, but [E] never know.
We stay deep on these back roads where liquor flows.
Respect is [Em] earned and motherfuckers, they [E] better show.
Lift your rebel flag way up, we never [Em] run the country way it [E] raised us.
They bait [Em] us with gun laws that's [E] made up.
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_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Y'all know what's up.
[E]
Cuck a folk, in hard times we never choke.
Y'all want the [Em] smoke, well come get it, it [E] ain't a joke.
You stay on the [Em] low, don't say much, but [E] never know.
When rebel eyes get [B] crossed up and [E] cut your throat.
We stay deep on these back roads where liquor flows.
Where chicken [Em] shit is called out and [E] used to grow.
Respect is [Em] earned and motherfuckers, they [E] better show.
The last thing they hear is bullet [A] holes deep [E] in a hole.
Lift your rebel flag way up, we never [Em] run the country way it [E] raised us.
They bait [Em] us with gun laws that's [E] made up.
And play us and make [B] us look like we [E] racist.
So put your middle finger up and let it fly high.
Let them hate because they never gonna touch the sky.
Just a [Em] redneck simple man, country as it gets.
If you don't like me, I don't give a [E] shit.
Y'all out in the sand, we can throw these [G] hands.
We don't give a damn where they [Am] land.
This is right here for them good old [E] boys like me.
_ [G] [E] Draw a line in this land, I'm a simple [G] man.
I know how to get it and live off the [A] land.
This is right here for them good old [E] boys like me.
_ I'm a real redneck, I'm like a five star general.
Little [Em] fish, I throw you back, you [E] pitiful.
Your beard looks [Em] miserable, nothing about you [E] commendable.
I know some country boys can make your [A] ass invisible.
[E]
Y'all done fucked [Em] up and let me in this bitch.
[E] I'm just a honky ass [Bm] cracker and yeah, I'm gettin' [E] rekt.
Most you little bitches [Bm] ain't in my lane.
Y'all [E] tryin' to prove y'all tough but never say [B] no name.
[E] Bitch, say my name, we can wallow in the mud.
I'll cut out your tongue, [Em] fish heads in the tub.
And I'm still right here, still scratchin' the game.
[E] I done seen it in your eyes, look straight through [A] the chain.
[E] You ain't proud of your name, you know I'm good with my aim.
Don't let a real country boy put a cross on [Em] your grave.
Y'all piss me off, I throw these hands, I don't care where they land.
I threw a line in the sand, bitch, I'm a simple [E] man.
Draw a line in this land, we can throw these hands.
[G] We don't give a damn where they land.
[Am] It's right here for them good old boys [E] like me. Come [G] on.
[E] Draw a line in this land, I'm a simple man.
[G] I know how to get it and live off the land.
[A] It's right here for them good old boys [E] like me.
Y'all _ _ _ _ _ [Em] know where to come get it.
[Em] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] [E] You little bitches. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [B] _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Y'all know what's up.
[E]
Cuck a folk, in hard times we never choke.
Y'all want the [Em] smoke, well come get it, it [E] ain't a joke.
You stay on the [Em] low, don't say much, but [E] never know.
When rebel eyes get [B] crossed up and [E] cut your throat.
We stay deep on these back roads where liquor flows.
Where chicken [Em] shit is called out and [E] used to grow.
Respect is [Em] earned and motherfuckers, they [E] better show.
The last thing they hear is bullet [A] holes deep [E] in a hole.
Lift your rebel flag way up, we never [Em] run the country way it [E] raised us.
They bait [Em] us with gun laws that's [E] made up.
And play us and make [B] us look like we [E] racist.
So put your middle finger up and let it fly high.
Let them hate because they never gonna touch the sky.
Just a [Em] redneck simple man, country as it gets.
If you don't like me, I don't give a [E] shit.
Y'all out in the sand, we can throw these [G] hands.
We don't give a damn where they [Am] land.
This is right here for them good old [E] boys like me.
_ [G] [E] Draw a line in this land, I'm a simple [G] man.
I know how to get it and live off the [A] land.
This is right here for them good old [E] boys like me.
_ I'm a real redneck, I'm like a five star general.
Little [Em] fish, I throw you back, you [E] pitiful.
Your beard looks [Em] miserable, nothing about you [E] commendable.
I know some country boys can make your [A] ass invisible.
[E]
Y'all done fucked [Em] up and let me in this bitch.
[E] I'm just a honky ass [Bm] cracker and yeah, I'm gettin' [E] rekt.
Most you little bitches [Bm] ain't in my lane.
Y'all [E] tryin' to prove y'all tough but never say [B] no name.
[E] Bitch, say my name, we can wallow in the mud.
I'll cut out your tongue, [Em] fish heads in the tub.
And I'm still right here, still scratchin' the game.
[E] I done seen it in your eyes, look straight through [A] the chain.
[E] You ain't proud of your name, you know I'm good with my aim.
Don't let a real country boy put a cross on [Em] your grave.
Y'all piss me off, I throw these hands, I don't care where they land.
I threw a line in the sand, bitch, I'm a simple [E] man.
Draw a line in this land, we can throw these hands.
[G] We don't give a damn where they land.
[Am] It's right here for them good old boys [E] like me. Come [G] on.
[E] Draw a line in this land, I'm a simple man.
[G] I know how to get it and live off the land.
[A] It's right here for them good old boys [E] like me.
Y'all _ _ _ _ _ [Em] know where to come get it.
[Em] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] [E] You little bitches. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [B] _ [E] _
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