Son Of Detroit Chords by Kid Rock
Tempo:
84.65 bpm
Chords used:
A
Am
B
D
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[A] I like to play Hank Williams Jr.
just as loud as they will rock.
that American Pimp Kid Rock.
and a lot of ZZ Top.
I love me some hip hop.
Detroit.
no rhyme.
[D] throw out the jams [F] and gears.
just as loud as they will rock.
that American Pimp Kid Rock.
and a lot of ZZ Top.
I love me some hip hop.
Detroit.
no rhyme.
[D] throw out the jams [F] and gears.
100% ➙ 85BPM
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_ _ _ [A] I like _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ to play Hank Williams Jr.
records just as loud as they will rock.
I'm into letters, skid run, BFC, and that American Pimp Kid Rock.
I like Willie and Waylon and George and Merle and a lot of ZZ Top.
[Am] I like country soul, rock and roll, and I love me some hip hop.
[B] I'm in Redneck Rock and Roll Sun in Detroit.
I'm a heart, _ I [B] don't like no new shape, tank, [E] no flash, no rhyme.
_ _ [Am] I'ma drink a couple dozen [A] beers, I [D] throw out the jams [F] and gears.
[A] I'm a long-haired redneck rock and roll sun in Detroit.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I got a Borget and a West Coast chopper to show me them bitches stare.
I got a Death Row bingo wrapped around this cowboy hat I wear.
I like to cuss, yell, scream, fight, and raise all kinds [Am] of hell.
And if you ride the bills like I live to ride, let me hear that rebel yell.
[B] I'm in Redneck Rock and Roll Sun [A] in Detroit.
_ I [B] don't like no new shape, tank, no [Em] flash, no rhyme. _ _
[A] I'ma drink a couple dozen beers, I [D] throw out the [F] jams and gears.
[A] I'm a long [Em]-haired redneck rock and roll sun [A] in Detroit. _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[E] I _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [F] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ [A] _ _ _
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like my whiskey straight up, macarons make me ill.
If someone touches my beaver skin, I get mad enough to kill.
I got a rifle rack and my [C] pickup truck, I'm a [A] four-wheeler maniac.
And if you want a race, then just name the place and I'll show you where it's at.
[D] I'm in Redneck Rock and Roll [F#m] Sun in Detroit. _
[B] I don't like no new shape, tank, no [Em] flash, no rhyme. _
[A] I'ma drink a couple dozen beers, [D] I throw out the [F] jams and gears.
[A] I'm a long-haired redneck rock and roll sun in Detroit. _
I'm a [Em] long-haired redneck rock and roll [A] sun in Detroit. _
I'm a long-haired redneck rock and roll sun in Detroit.
[Am] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ Hey!
And this one here, was out to my man,
the legendary David Allen Cole.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ to play Hank Williams Jr.
records just as loud as they will rock.
I'm into letters, skid run, BFC, and that American Pimp Kid Rock.
I like Willie and Waylon and George and Merle and a lot of ZZ Top.
[Am] I like country soul, rock and roll, and I love me some hip hop.
[B] I'm in Redneck Rock and Roll Sun in Detroit.
I'm a heart, _ I [B] don't like no new shape, tank, [E] no flash, no rhyme.
_ _ [Am] I'ma drink a couple dozen [A] beers, I [D] throw out the jams [F] and gears.
[A] I'm a long-haired redneck rock and roll sun in Detroit.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I got a Borget and a West Coast chopper to show me them bitches stare.
I got a Death Row bingo wrapped around this cowboy hat I wear.
I like to cuss, yell, scream, fight, and raise all kinds [Am] of hell.
And if you ride the bills like I live to ride, let me hear that rebel yell.
[B] I'm in Redneck Rock and Roll Sun [A] in Detroit.
_ I [B] don't like no new shape, tank, no [Em] flash, no rhyme. _ _
[A] I'ma drink a couple dozen beers, I [D] throw out the [F] jams and gears.
[A] I'm a long [Em]-haired redneck rock and roll sun [A] in Detroit. _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[E] I _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [F] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ [A] _ _ _
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like my whiskey straight up, macarons make me ill.
If someone touches my beaver skin, I get mad enough to kill.
I got a rifle rack and my [C] pickup truck, I'm a [A] four-wheeler maniac.
And if you want a race, then just name the place and I'll show you where it's at.
[D] I'm in Redneck Rock and Roll [F#m] Sun in Detroit. _
[B] I don't like no new shape, tank, no [Em] flash, no rhyme. _
[A] I'ma drink a couple dozen beers, [D] I throw out the [F] jams and gears.
[A] I'm a long-haired redneck rock and roll sun in Detroit. _
I'm a [Em] long-haired redneck rock and roll [A] sun in Detroit. _
I'm a long-haired redneck rock and roll sun in Detroit.
[Am] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ Hey!
And this one here, was out to my man,
the legendary David Allen Cole.
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