Chords for Juggling Chainsaws

Tempo:
110.15 bpm
Chords used:

C

G

Bb

Gm

D

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Juggling Chainsaws chords
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[G]
Howdy, how's your man been now?
[Gm]
Totem!
[C] Yeah!
[G] Good to go, lock and load, it's good for the soul like that rock and roll.
[C] The whistle blows, the crowd [G] explodes, it's just another day, this is how it goes.
[D] Fatman Jones in that old school [Gm] caddy, bitches used to hate me, now they call me daddy.
[C] Gave me a chance and I rocked the shit, I'm on that old kid rock, found a spot in the pit.
[G] Now I'm riding down to Sunset, looking for a young [Bb] bitch, looking for a bad bitch to
do a couple [C] tongue tricks.
Guys that I run with came from the [G] slums, went used to be a nobody, now they say I run shit.
I grew up on 8-ball and MTG, [Bb] old Bubby and the late Pipsy.
[C] Real southern boy, I grew up in Tennessee, [G] three-six mafia, hip to race me.
I'm traveling train south, I'm [Bb] traveling through King's Swamp, this is [C] raining wall
style, I don't [G] know.
I'm working so hard, I'm [Bb] down by the law, I'm [C] traveling train south, I don't [G] know.
I'm [Bb] traveling train south, [C] I'm traveling train south.
[G]
Growing up, nobody believed in me, [Gm] I'm country as cornbread, beans and greens, [C] when the cops
pull up, then we bleed the seed, [G] it's for the girls in high school, that was mean to me.
Game done changed, baby better hustle up, chips on the table, baby better double [C] up,
seatbelt on, girl better buckle up, [D] cause this car go fast, girl burn the rubber [G] up.
It's cold out here, baby better bundle [Bb] up, and this is for the critic, I bet this will
shut him [C] up, they say I'm choppin' liver, I guess I should cut him [G] up.
But if it's a problem, then we [G] can knuckle up, bitch, I'ma fuck him up cause I know I go [Bb] harder.
Man, I'm faded like I just left the [C] barber, real white trash, I ain't graduate [D] harbor,
and I'm here now like, amen, sir.
I'm traveling train south, I'm [Bb] cruising through Keen Swamp, this [C] brain it won't stop, oh [G] no.
I'm working it so hard, I'm [Bb] down by the law, I'm [C] traveling train south, oh [G] no.
I'm traveling train south, I'm [Bb] traveling train south, [C] I'm traveling train south, oh [Gm] no.
23 years old, super [Bb] cold, thick like a bronco, super [C] bold, man I'm super high, super blow,
girl tell me what you really doing, we can [D] ride out, we can slide out, [G] we can take it
to the room or back to my house, [C] what you got going on let me find out, [D] there's a flag
on the play baby time out, come on [G] now let's do it, let's [Bb] do it, work all day and night
we at [C] Cooley Street, 150 pounds make it hard to miss [G] me, standing at the bar taking shots
of whiskey, one shot, two shot, three shot, [Bb] four, four shot, three shot, two shot, [C] floor,
never met a man like me I'm [Gm] sure, the gang's missing something and I'm the cure.
I'm traveling train south, I'm [Bb] cruising through Keen Swamp, this [C] brain it won't stop, oh [G] no.
I'm working it so hard, I'm [Bb] down by the law, I'm [C] traveling train south, oh [G] no.
I'm traveling train south, I'm [Bb] traveling train south, [C] I'm traveling train south, oh no.
[N]
Key:  
C
3211
G
2131
Bb
12341111
Gm
123111113
D
1321
C
3211
G
2131
Bb
12341111
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Howdy, how's your man been now?
[Gm] _
Totem!
_ _ [C] Yeah! _ _
[G] Good to go, lock and load, it's good for the soul like that rock and roll.
[C] The whistle blows, the crowd [G] explodes, it's just another day, this is how it goes.
[D] Fatman Jones in that old school [Gm] caddy, bitches used to hate me, now they call me daddy.
[C] Gave me a chance and I rocked the shit, I'm on that old kid rock, found a spot in the pit.
[G] Now I'm riding down to Sunset, looking for a young [Bb] bitch, looking for a bad bitch to
do a couple [C] tongue tricks.
Guys that I run with came from the [G] slums, went used to be a nobody, now they say I run shit.
I grew up on 8-ball and MTG, [Bb] old Bubby and the late Pipsy.
[C] Real southern boy, I grew up in Tennessee, [G] three-six mafia, hip to race me.
I'm traveling train south, I'm [Bb] traveling through King's Swamp, this is [C] raining wall
style, I don't [G] know.
_ I'm working so hard, I'm [Bb] down by the law, I'm [C] traveling train south, I don't [G] know. _ _ _
_ _ I'm [Bb] traveling train south, [C] I'm traveling train south.
_ [G] _ _ _
Growing up, nobody believed in me, [Gm] I'm country as cornbread, beans and greens, [C] when the cops
pull up, then we bleed the seed, [G] it's for the girls in high school, that was mean to me.
Game done changed, baby better hustle up, chips on the table, baby better double [C] up,
seatbelt on, girl better buckle up, [D] cause this car go fast, girl burn the rubber [G] up.
It's cold out here, baby better bundle [Bb] up, and this is for the critic, I bet this will
shut him [C] up, they say I'm choppin' liver, I guess I should cut him [G] up.
But if it's a problem, then we [G] can knuckle up, bitch, I'ma fuck him up cause I know I go [Bb] harder.
Man, I'm faded like I just left the [C] barber, real white trash, I ain't graduate [D] harbor,
and I'm here now like, amen, sir.
I'm traveling train south, I'm [Bb] cruising through Keen Swamp, this [C] brain it won't stop, oh [G] no.
I'm working it so hard, I'm [Bb] down by the law, I'm [C] traveling train south, oh [G] no. _
I'm traveling train south, I'm [Bb] traveling train south, [C] I'm traveling train south, oh [Gm] no. _ _
23 years old, super [Bb] cold, thick like a bronco, super [C] bold, man I'm super high, super blow,
girl tell me what you really doing, we can [D] ride out, we can slide out, [G] we can take it
to the room or back to my house, [C] what you got going on let me find out, [D] there's a flag
on the play baby time out, come on [G] now let's do it, let's [Bb] do it, work all day and night
we at [C] Cooley Street, 150 pounds make it hard to miss [G] me, standing at the bar taking shots
of whiskey, one shot, two shot, three shot, [Bb] four, four shot, three shot, two shot, [C] floor,
never met a man like me I'm [Gm] sure, the gang's missing something and I'm the cure.
I'm traveling train south, I'm [Bb] cruising through Keen Swamp, this [C] brain it won't stop, oh [G] no.
_ I'm working it so hard, I'm [Bb] down by the law, I'm [C] traveling train south, oh [G] no.
I'm traveling train south, I'm [Bb] traveling train south, [C] I'm traveling train south, _ oh no. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _