Kmag Yoyo Chords by Hayes Carll

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Well, daddy Johnny [E] F.
Boss said [Em] it was a good source, things of loving money, but it only
led to [E] divorce.
Ended up in Abilene, working in a dairy queen.
Put me in the army [Em] on the period of 1917.
[A] Here I am standing in the desert with a gun.
Thought I'm going, they were well too afraid to run.
[E] So I got myself a new plan, stealing from the Taliban.
Make a little money, turning poppies into heroin.
[B] Sergeant didn't like it, so they put me in a hole.
[D] Said it's you-shoo and they don't know where to go.
[Em] Drilled me on a lily pad, sent me home to no rat.
I knew I'd be in trouble, but I didn't [E] think it'd be this bad. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[E] Stranger in all black, met me on the tarmac.
Told him I was sorry, but I ain't ever going back.
He said, you ain't in trouble son, learn to fire without a gun.
Got a new assignment, now you're working for the Pentagon.
[A] Gonna take a trip, wouldn't tell me what it's for.
Gotta serve your country, gonna help us win the war.
[E] Get my T.E.P.H..D.'s, night and day they're pissing me. Ain't what I was thinking, but I'm being all that I can [B] be. I ain't no genius, but I know I'm not a genius. I knew it wasn't right, [D] eating up us in the morning and the [E] LSD ignite. Sent me on to deep space, help them win the arms race. Old I be on my day, but this shit has got a funny [Em] taste. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ [Em] _ _ _ _
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I think I hear the count down, hundred feet above the ground. Told me when I'm leaving, but another body coming down. Sitting on a factory, a thousand pounds of gasoline. Ain't [Em] even nothing but some rubble and [A] my slipstream. Mama always said I should be aiming for the moon. Never would have guessed that I'd be passing [E] by soon. How the hell I get here? Blasting duty, having sprains, and I'm still in the hospital. I'm still in the hospital, but I'm still in the hospital. Drop a rocket, boost a Xanax, shifting into high [B] gear. Boy on the system, and a bottle on my knee. [D] Armstrong, and he's got nothing on [E] me. Hey, oh, here we go, K-Mac Yo-Yo. Someone wanna give me, gotta come up with us and I'll go. _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C] _ [Em] _ _ _ _
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I [Em] think I see a bright light, something about it ain't right. Lay down in a [E] spaceship, woke up in a firefight. Tripping from the mold, ain't K-9 in a bad scene. God, don't let me die here, I ain't even [A] nineteen. I won't ever ask you loan for anything again. Swear it on the Bible, told you I'm a good guy. Or a [E] Korean Lion in a Rhino tag, Bobby have a heart attack IED got them beats, [G] someone call the [B] medevac I need some fixing afterwards as a [D] man Never wanna go and try and shoot a gun [E] again Slippin' out the back door, [Em] wanna join the peace pose Tell me I'm a hero now, someone else is by the door _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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