Chords for Hank Williams Jr - A Country Boy Can Survive (Lyrics on screen)
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [Am] [F] [D]
[D] The preacher man [A] says it's the end of [G] time, in the Mississippi River [D] she's a-goin' dry.
[A] The interest is up [Am] and the stock market's [G] down, and you only get [D] mugged if you go downtown.
[Am] I live back in the woods, you see, [G] a woman and the [D] kids and the dogs and me.
I got a [Am] shotgun, a rifle, and a four-wheel [Em] drive, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive.
I can plow a [Am] field all day [G] long, I can catch [D] catfish from dusk till dawn.
[Dm] [D] [Am] [D] We make our own [Am] whiskey and our [Em] own smoke [G] too, ain't too many [D] things these old boys can't [Am] do.
[D] We grow good old tomatoes and homemade [G] wine, and [A] country boy [Dm] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive.
[G] Because you can't starve us [F] out and you can't make us [C] run, those wooden little [G] boys raise their own shotguns.
We break [F] graves, we save [C] men, if you ain't into that, [G] well don't give a damn.
[A] [D] We came from the [C] West Virginia [Am] coal [G] mines and the Rocky [D] Mountains and the western sky.
And we can skin a buck, [Am] we can run a [G] trot line, and a country [A] boy can [D] survive.
[C] Country [G] folks [D] can survive.
I had a good friend in New [G] York City, he never called me by [D] my name, just [Dm] Hillbilly.
[D]
[Am] [D] My [A] grandpa taught me how to live off the [G] land, and he taught him [D] to be a businessman.
[B] [D]
He used to send me [Am] pictures of the Broadway [G] nights, and I'd send him [D] some [Am] homemade wine.
[D] But he was killed [Am] by a man with a switchblade [G] knife, for $43 [D] my friend lost his life.
[Am] [D] I'd love to [Am] spit some beach, nothing that [G] dude's eyes, but shooting with my [D] old .45,
[G] cause the country [A] boy can [D] survive.
Country [G] folks can [Dm] survive.
[D]
[G] Cause you can't [A] starve us out and you can't [C] make us run, those wooden little boys [G] raise their own shotguns.
We break [F] graves, we [C] save men, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn.
[D] We're from North California [Am] and South [G] Alabama, and little [D] towns all around this [Dm] land.
[D] [Am] [D] We can skin a buck, [Am] and run a trot [G] line, and a country [D] boy can survive.
[G] Country folks can [D] survive.
Country boy can survive.
[D] Country folks can survive.
[G] [D] [N]
[D] The preacher man [A] says it's the end of [G] time, in the Mississippi River [D] she's a-goin' dry.
[A] The interest is up [Am] and the stock market's [G] down, and you only get [D] mugged if you go downtown.
[Am] I live back in the woods, you see, [G] a woman and the [D] kids and the dogs and me.
I got a [Am] shotgun, a rifle, and a four-wheel [Em] drive, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive.
I can plow a [Am] field all day [G] long, I can catch [D] catfish from dusk till dawn.
[Dm] [D] [Am] [D] We make our own [Am] whiskey and our [Em] own smoke [G] too, ain't too many [D] things these old boys can't [Am] do.
[D] We grow good old tomatoes and homemade [G] wine, and [A] country boy [Dm] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive.
[G] Because you can't starve us [F] out and you can't make us [C] run, those wooden little [G] boys raise their own shotguns.
We break [F] graves, we save [C] men, if you ain't into that, [G] well don't give a damn.
[A] [D] We came from the [C] West Virginia [Am] coal [G] mines and the Rocky [D] Mountains and the western sky.
And we can skin a buck, [Am] we can run a [G] trot line, and a country [A] boy can [D] survive.
[C] Country [G] folks [D] can survive.
I had a good friend in New [G] York City, he never called me by [D] my name, just [Dm] Hillbilly.
[D]
[Am] [D] My [A] grandpa taught me how to live off the [G] land, and he taught him [D] to be a businessman.
[B] [D]
He used to send me [Am] pictures of the Broadway [G] nights, and I'd send him [D] some [Am] homemade wine.
[D] But he was killed [Am] by a man with a switchblade [G] knife, for $43 [D] my friend lost his life.
[Am] [D] I'd love to [Am] spit some beach, nothing that [G] dude's eyes, but shooting with my [D] old .45,
[G] cause the country [A] boy can [D] survive.
Country [G] folks can [Dm] survive.
[D]
[G] Cause you can't [A] starve us out and you can't [C] make us run, those wooden little boys [G] raise their own shotguns.
We break [F] graves, we [C] save men, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn.
[D] We're from North California [Am] and South [G] Alabama, and little [D] towns all around this [Dm] land.
[D] [Am] [D] We can skin a buck, [Am] and run a trot [G] line, and a country [D] boy can survive.
[G] Country folks can [D] survive.
Country boy can survive.
[D] Country folks can survive.
[G] [D] [N]
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[D] _ _ [Am] _ [F] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [D] _ The preacher man [A] says it's the end of [G] time, in the Mississippi River [D] she's a-goin' dry. _ _ _ _
_ [A] The interest is up [Am] and the stock market's [G] down, and you only get [D] mugged if you go downtown. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] I live back in the woods, you see, [G] a woman and the [D] kids and the dogs and me.
_ _ _ _ I got a [Am] shotgun, a rifle, and a four-wheel [Em] drive, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive. _ _ _ _ _
I can plow a [Am] field all day [G] long, I can catch [D] catfish from dusk till dawn.
[Dm] _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ [D] We make our own [Am] whiskey and our [Em] own smoke [G] too, ain't too many [D] things these old boys can't [Am] do. _
_ [D] _ _ We grow good old tomatoes and homemade [G] wine, and [A] country boy [Dm] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] Because you can't starve us [F] out and you can't make us [C] run, those wooden little [G] boys raise their own shotguns.
We break [F] graves, we save [C] men, if you ain't into that, [G] well don't give a damn.
_ _ [A] [D] We came from the [C] West Virginia [Am] coal [G] mines and the Rocky [D] Mountains and the western sky. _ _ _
_ And we can skin a buck, [Am] we can run a [G] trot line, and a country [A] boy can [D] survive.
[C] Country [G] folks [D] can survive. _ _
_ _ _ I had a good friend in New [G] York City, he never called me by [D] my name, just [Dm] Hillbilly.
_ [D] _ _
[Am] _ [D] My [A] grandpa taught me how to live off the [G] land, and he taught him [D] to be a businessman.
_ [B] _ [D] _ _ _
He used to send me [Am] pictures of the Broadway [G] nights, and I'd send him [D] some [Am] homemade wine.
[D] _ _ _ But he was killed [Am] by a man with a switchblade [G] knife, for $43 [D] my friend lost his life. _
[Am] _ _ _ [D] I'd love to [Am] spit some beach, nothing that [G] dude's eyes, but shooting with my [D] old .45,
[G] cause the country [A] boy can [D] survive.
Country [G] folks can [Dm] survive.
[D] _ _ _ _
_ [G] Cause you can't [A] starve us out and you can't [C] make us run, those wooden little boys [G] raise their own _ shotguns.
We break [F] graves, we [C] save men, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn.
_ _ [D] We're from North California [Am] and South [G] Alabama, and little [D] towns all around this [Dm] land.
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] We can skin a buck, [Am] and run a trot [G] line, and a country [D] boy can survive.
[G] Country folks can [D] survive.
Country boy can survive.
[D] Country folks can survive.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ [D] _ The preacher man [A] says it's the end of [G] time, in the Mississippi River [D] she's a-goin' dry. _ _ _ _
_ [A] The interest is up [Am] and the stock market's [G] down, and you only get [D] mugged if you go downtown. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] I live back in the woods, you see, [G] a woman and the [D] kids and the dogs and me.
_ _ _ _ I got a [Am] shotgun, a rifle, and a four-wheel [Em] drive, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive. _ _ _ _ _
I can plow a [Am] field all day [G] long, I can catch [D] catfish from dusk till dawn.
[Dm] _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ [D] We make our own [Am] whiskey and our [Em] own smoke [G] too, ain't too many [D] things these old boys can't [Am] do. _
_ [D] _ _ We grow good old tomatoes and homemade [G] wine, and [A] country boy [Dm] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] Because you can't starve us [F] out and you can't make us [C] run, those wooden little [G] boys raise their own shotguns.
We break [F] graves, we save [C] men, if you ain't into that, [G] well don't give a damn.
_ _ [A] [D] We came from the [C] West Virginia [Am] coal [G] mines and the Rocky [D] Mountains and the western sky. _ _ _
_ And we can skin a buck, [Am] we can run a [G] trot line, and a country [A] boy can [D] survive.
[C] Country [G] folks [D] can survive. _ _
_ _ _ I had a good friend in New [G] York City, he never called me by [D] my name, just [Dm] Hillbilly.
_ [D] _ _
[Am] _ [D] My [A] grandpa taught me how to live off the [G] land, and he taught him [D] to be a businessman.
_ [B] _ [D] _ _ _
He used to send me [Am] pictures of the Broadway [G] nights, and I'd send him [D] some [Am] homemade wine.
[D] _ _ _ But he was killed [Am] by a man with a switchblade [G] knife, for $43 [D] my friend lost his life. _
[Am] _ _ _ [D] I'd love to [Am] spit some beach, nothing that [G] dude's eyes, but shooting with my [D] old .45,
[G] cause the country [A] boy can [D] survive.
Country [G] folks can [Dm] survive.
[D] _ _ _ _
_ [G] Cause you can't [A] starve us out and you can't [C] make us run, those wooden little boys [G] raise their own _ shotguns.
We break [F] graves, we [C] save men, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn.
_ _ [D] We're from North California [Am] and South [G] Alabama, and little [D] towns all around this [Dm] land.
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] We can skin a buck, [Am] and run a trot [G] line, and a country [D] boy can survive.
[G] Country folks can [D] survive.
Country boy can survive.
[D] Country folks can survive.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
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