Chords for John Schneider - They Lived it Up [Music Video]
Tempo:
92.7 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
A
C#m
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E] They were all kinds of crazy, but it kept them from going [A] insane.
[E] Old Hag had been to prison, Johnny told him not to [B] be ashamed.
[A] Said, if you tell the world the truth, then you can always look them [E] in the eye.
Then along came Branded [B] Man, sang me back home and [E] Mama cried.
Hag never knew his daddy, but he carried on his name with [A] his own voice.
[E] As if the hand of destiny said, son, take this guitar, you [B] have no choice.
[A] And he led him to that mountaintop, where he nearly [E] lost his life.
But he lived to write a book of [B] songs about how country [E] boys survived.
[A] They lived it up and [E] grown it down.
They were more than grub store cowboys.
They've been bucked and bruised and [B] kicked around.
[A] They took their pain, their voices rang, till the whole world sang that [C#m] country sound.
[E] All because they lived it [B] up and then lived to write [E] it down.
[A]
[C#m] [E]
[B] [E]
[B] [E] They didn't understand him when he wore his mohair suits and skinny [A] ties.
So [E] Willie took old Trigger, said you can kiss my nasty little [B] ass goodbye.
[A] On a bloody May every morning, he was on the road again in [E] Texas bound.
He's living it up somewhere tonight, [B] so he can write it [Em] down.
[A] They lived it up and grown [E] it down.
They were more than grub store cowboys.
They've been bucked and bruised and kicked [B] around.
[A] They took their pain, their voices rang, till the whole world sang that [C#m] country sound.
[E] All because they lived it up [B] and then lived to write it [E] down.
I think I'll live it up tonight.
[B] Sure hope I live to write it [E] down.
[Bm] [C#] [E]
[E] Old Hag had been to prison, Johnny told him not to [B] be ashamed.
[A] Said, if you tell the world the truth, then you can always look them [E] in the eye.
Then along came Branded [B] Man, sang me back home and [E] Mama cried.
Hag never knew his daddy, but he carried on his name with [A] his own voice.
[E] As if the hand of destiny said, son, take this guitar, you [B] have no choice.
[A] And he led him to that mountaintop, where he nearly [E] lost his life.
But he lived to write a book of [B] songs about how country [E] boys survived.
[A] They lived it up and [E] grown it down.
They were more than grub store cowboys.
They've been bucked and bruised and [B] kicked around.
[A] They took their pain, their voices rang, till the whole world sang that [C#m] country sound.
[E] All because they lived it [B] up and then lived to write [E] it down.
[A]
[C#m] [E]
[B] [E]
[B] [E] They didn't understand him when he wore his mohair suits and skinny [A] ties.
So [E] Willie took old Trigger, said you can kiss my nasty little [B] ass goodbye.
[A] On a bloody May every morning, he was on the road again in [E] Texas bound.
He's living it up somewhere tonight, [B] so he can write it [Em] down.
[A] They lived it up and grown [E] it down.
They were more than grub store cowboys.
They've been bucked and bruised and kicked [B] around.
[A] They took their pain, their voices rang, till the whole world sang that [C#m] country sound.
[E] All because they lived it up [B] and then lived to write it [E] down.
I think I'll live it up tonight.
[B] Sure hope I live to write it [E] down.
[Bm] [C#] [E]
Key:
E
B
A
C#m
Em
E
B
A
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] They were all kinds of crazy, but it kept them from going [A] insane.
_ _ [E] Old Hag had been to prison, Johnny told him not to [B] be ashamed. _ _
[A] Said, if you tell the world the truth, then you can always look them [E] in the eye.
_ Then along came Branded [B] Man, sang me back home and [E] Mama cried. _
_ _ _ Hag never knew his daddy, but he carried on his name with [A] his own voice. _
[E] As if the hand of destiny said, son, take this guitar, you [B] have no choice.
[A] And he led him to that mountaintop, where he nearly [E] lost his life.
But he lived to write a book of [B] songs about how country [E] boys survived.
_ _ _ [A] They lived it up and [E] grown it down.
_ They were more than grub store cowboys.
They've been bucked and bruised and [B] kicked around. _
[A] They took their pain, their voices rang, till the whole world sang that [C#m] country sound.
_ [E] All because they lived it [B] up and then lived to write [E] it down. _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ [E] They didn't understand him when he wore his mohair suits and skinny [A] ties.
So [E] Willie took old Trigger, said you can kiss my nasty little [B] ass goodbye.
_ [A] On a bloody May every morning, he was on the road again in [E] Texas bound. _
He's living it up somewhere tonight, [B] _ so he can write it [Em] down.
_ _ [A] They lived it up and grown [E] it down.
_ They were more than grub store cowboys.
They've been bucked and bruised and kicked [B] around. _
[A] They took their pain, their voices rang, till the whole world sang that [C#m] country sound.
[E] All because they lived it up [B] and then lived to write it [E] down. _
I think I'll live it up tonight.
[B] Sure hope I live to write it [E] down.
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] They were all kinds of crazy, but it kept them from going [A] insane.
_ _ [E] Old Hag had been to prison, Johnny told him not to [B] be ashamed. _ _
[A] Said, if you tell the world the truth, then you can always look them [E] in the eye.
_ Then along came Branded [B] Man, sang me back home and [E] Mama cried. _
_ _ _ Hag never knew his daddy, but he carried on his name with [A] his own voice. _
[E] As if the hand of destiny said, son, take this guitar, you [B] have no choice.
[A] And he led him to that mountaintop, where he nearly [E] lost his life.
But he lived to write a book of [B] songs about how country [E] boys survived.
_ _ _ [A] They lived it up and [E] grown it down.
_ They were more than grub store cowboys.
They've been bucked and bruised and [B] kicked around. _
[A] They took their pain, their voices rang, till the whole world sang that [C#m] country sound.
_ [E] All because they lived it [B] up and then lived to write [E] it down. _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ [E] They didn't understand him when he wore his mohair suits and skinny [A] ties.
So [E] Willie took old Trigger, said you can kiss my nasty little [B] ass goodbye.
_ [A] On a bloody May every morning, he was on the road again in [E] Texas bound. _
He's living it up somewhere tonight, [B] _ so he can write it [Em] down.
_ _ [A] They lived it up and grown [E] it down.
_ They were more than grub store cowboys.
They've been bucked and bruised and kicked [B] around. _
[A] They took their pain, their voices rang, till the whole world sang that [C#m] country sound.
[E] All because they lived it up [B] and then lived to write it [E] down. _
I think I'll live it up tonight.
[B] Sure hope I live to write it [E] down.
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _