Chords for Hank Williams Jr. - A Country Boy Can Survive (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
75.2 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [Am] [F]
[D] [F] [D] The pooper man says [Am] it's the end of time, [G] and the Mississippi River, [D] she's a-goin' dry.
The interest is up [Am] and the stock market's down, [G] and you're only gettin' [D] mugged if you go downtown.
I live [Am] back in the woods, you see, [G] a woman and the [D] kids and the dogs and me.
I got a shotgun, a [Am] rifle, and a four-wheel [G] 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.
Yeah.
[C] [D]
We make our own [Am] whiskey and our own smoke [G] too, ain't too many [D] things these old boys can do.
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade [G] wine, and [A] a country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive.
[G] But country can't talk us [F] out and you can't make us [C] run, those wimpy old [G] boys raised on shotgun.
We say [F] grades and we say ma [C]'am, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn.
[F] [D] We came from the [Am] West Virginia coal [G] mines and the Rocky [D] Mountains and the western skies.
And we can skin a [Am] buck, we can run a trot [G] line, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive.
I had a good [Am] friend in New York [G] City, he never called me [D] by my name, just [Dm] Hillbilly.
[D]
My grandpa [A] taught me how to [Am] live off the [G] land, and his taught [D] him to be a businessman.
[Dm] [D]
He used to send me [Am] pictures of the Broadway [G] nights, and I'd send [D] him some homemade wine.
But he was killed by [Am] a man with a switchblade [G] knife, for $43 [D] my friend lost his life.
[C] [D] I'd love to spit [Am] some beef, but nothing that [G] dude's hive.
And shoot him [D] with my old [G] .45,
cause [A] a country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks can [Dm] survive.
[D]
[G] But country can't talk us [F] out and you [A] can't make us [C] run, those wimpy old [G] boys raised on shotgun.
We say [F] praise, we say ma [C]'am, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn.
[D] We're from North [Am] California and South [G] Alabama, and little towns [D] all around this [Dm] land.
[D] And we can skin a [Am] buck, and run a trot [G] line, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive.
[Am] [G] Country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive.
[Am] [G] [D]
[D] [F] [D] The pooper man says [Am] it's the end of time, [G] and the Mississippi River, [D] she's a-goin' dry.
The interest is up [Am] and the stock market's down, [G] and you're only gettin' [D] mugged if you go downtown.
I live [Am] back in the woods, you see, [G] a woman and the [D] kids and the dogs and me.
I got a shotgun, a [Am] rifle, and a four-wheel [G] 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.
Yeah.
[C] [D]
We make our own [Am] whiskey and our own smoke [G] too, ain't too many [D] things these old boys can do.
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade [G] wine, and [A] a country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive.
[G] But country can't talk us [F] out and you can't make us [C] run, those wimpy old [G] boys raised on shotgun.
We say [F] grades and we say ma [C]'am, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn.
[F] [D] We came from the [Am] West Virginia coal [G] mines and the Rocky [D] Mountains and the western skies.
And we can skin a [Am] buck, we can run a trot [G] line, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive.
I had a good [Am] friend in New York [G] City, he never called me [D] by my name, just [Dm] Hillbilly.
[D]
My grandpa [A] taught me how to [Am] live off the [G] land, and his taught [D] him to be a businessman.
[Dm] [D]
He used to send me [Am] pictures of the Broadway [G] nights, and I'd send [D] him some homemade wine.
But he was killed by [Am] a man with a switchblade [G] knife, for $43 [D] my friend lost his life.
[C] [D] I'd love to spit [Am] some beef, but nothing that [G] dude's hive.
And shoot him [D] with my old [G] .45,
cause [A] a country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks can [Dm] survive.
[D]
[G] But country can't talk us [F] out and you [A] can't make us [C] run, those wimpy old [G] boys raised on shotgun.
We say [F] praise, we say ma [C]'am, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn.
[D] We're from North [Am] California and South [G] Alabama, and little towns [D] all around this [Dm] land.
[D] And we can skin a [Am] buck, and run a trot [G] line, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive.
[Am] [G] Country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive.
[Am] [G] [D]
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_ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ [F] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [F] _ _ [D] The pooper man says [Am] it's the end of time, [G] and the Mississippi River, [D] she's a-goin' dry. _ _
_ _ _ The interest is up [Am] and the stock market's down, [G] and you're only gettin' [D] mugged if you go downtown. _ _ _ _
_ I live [Am] back in the woods, you see, [G] a woman and the [D] kids and the dogs and me.
I _ _ _ got a shotgun, a [Am] rifle, and a four-wheel [G] 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.
_ Yeah.
[C] _ [D]
We make our own [Am] whiskey and our own smoke [G] too, ain't too many [D] things these old boys can do.
_ _ _ _ We grow good old tomatoes and homemade [G] wine, and [A] a country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive. _ _ _ _ _
[G] But country can't talk us [F] out and you can't make us [C] run, those wimpy old [G] boys raised on shotgun.
_ We say [F] grades and we say ma [C]'am, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn.
_ _ [F] [D] We came from the [Am] West Virginia coal [G] mines and the Rocky [D] Mountains and the western skies. _
_ _ _ And we can skin a [Am] buck, we can run a trot [G] line, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive.
_ _ _ _ _ I had a good [Am] friend in New York [G] City, he never called me [D] by my name, just [Dm] Hillbilly.
[D] _
_ _ _ My grandpa [A] taught me how to [Am] live off the [G] land, and his taught [D] him to be a businessman.
_ [Dm] _ [D] _ _
_ He used to send me [Am] pictures of the Broadway [G] nights, and I'd send [D] him some homemade wine.
_ But _ he was killed by [Am] a man with a switchblade [G] knife, for $43 [D] my friend lost his life.
_ _ _ [C] _ [D] I'd love to spit [Am] some beef, but nothing that [G] dude's hive.
And shoot him [D] with my old [G] .45,
cause [A] a country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks can [Dm] survive.
_ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] But country can't talk us [F] out and you [A] can't make us [C] run, those wimpy old [G] boys raised on shotgun.
_ We say [F] praise, we say ma [C]'am, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn. _
_ [D] We're from North [Am] California and South [G] Alabama, and little towns [D] all around this [Dm] land.
[D] _ And _ _ we can skin a [Am] buck, and run a trot [G] line, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive.
[Am] [G] Country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive.
_ [Am] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [F] _ _ [D] The pooper man says [Am] it's the end of time, [G] and the Mississippi River, [D] she's a-goin' dry. _ _
_ _ _ The interest is up [Am] and the stock market's down, [G] and you're only gettin' [D] mugged if you go downtown. _ _ _ _
_ I live [Am] back in the woods, you see, [G] a woman and the [D] kids and the dogs and me.
I _ _ _ got a shotgun, a [Am] rifle, and a four-wheel [G] 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.
_ Yeah.
[C] _ [D]
We make our own [Am] whiskey and our own smoke [G] too, ain't too many [D] things these old boys can do.
_ _ _ _ We grow good old tomatoes and homemade [G] wine, and [A] a country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive. _ _ _ _ _
[G] But country can't talk us [F] out and you can't make us [C] run, those wimpy old [G] boys raised on shotgun.
_ We say [F] grades and we say ma [C]'am, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn.
_ _ [F] [D] We came from the [Am] West Virginia coal [G] mines and the Rocky [D] Mountains and the western skies. _
_ _ _ And we can skin a [Am] buck, we can run a trot [G] line, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive.
_ _ _ _ _ I had a good [Am] friend in New York [G] City, he never called me [D] by my name, just [Dm] Hillbilly.
[D] _
_ _ _ My grandpa [A] taught me how to [Am] live off the [G] land, and his taught [D] him to be a businessman.
_ [Dm] _ [D] _ _
_ He used to send me [Am] pictures of the Broadway [G] nights, and I'd send [D] him some homemade wine.
_ But _ he was killed by [Am] a man with a switchblade [G] knife, for $43 [D] my friend lost his life.
_ _ _ [C] _ [D] I'd love to spit [Am] some beef, but nothing that [G] dude's hive.
And shoot him [D] with my old [G] .45,
cause [A] a country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks can [Dm] survive.
_ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] But country can't talk us [F] out and you [A] can't make us [C] run, those wimpy old [G] boys raised on shotgun.
_ We say [F] praise, we say ma [C]'am, if you ain't into [G] that, well don't give a damn. _
_ [D] We're from North [Am] California and South [G] Alabama, and little towns [D] all around this [Dm] land.
[D] _ And _ _ we can skin a [Am] buck, and run a trot [G] line, and a [A] country boy [D] can survive.
[G] Country folks [D] can survive.
[Am] [G] Country boy [D] can survive.
[C] [G] Country folks [D] can survive.
_ [Am] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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