Chords for Moccasin Creek - Hillbilly Rockstar (Official Music Video)

[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ [D] _
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_ I'm a hillbilly rock star.
_ Mama always said that I wouldn't go too far.
_ _ [D]
She's got my roots.
[Dm] Now she don't miss me.
Couldn't you just sing a little bit, say?
_ _ [D] I'm [Dm] a hillbilly rock star.
Hillbilly rock star party with a stock bar.
Kill a competition, run your mouth and get your twat barred.
Running with the bull and I will tell you you [D] will get barred.
You think there's soap in my mouth the way the mule spit barred.
I've been round the world and gypsy on the run.
I done drank so much whiskey I got barley on my tongue.
Hermophile, a breathalyzer if it's later than five.
No more drinking Budweiser, they [Dm] don't pay me a dime.
I done rocked every party with my flip-flops on.
Mohawk on the top with the sides they go.
And I got enough ink to paint a new Mona Lisa.
Put a bull in the picture, call it Mona the Beast.
Take the picture that [C] you painted, now go get you a [D] frame.
Bring it back to me, baby, let me sign my name.
[Dm] There you go with my lyrics and my paint goes far.
You ain't never heard another, I'm a hillbilly rock star.
This stage, I'm a hillbilly rock star. _ _
Mama always said that I wouldn't go too far. _
He's on roots, now she [D] don't miss that cutting it loose.
[Dm] Sing a little bit, sir.
_ _ [D] _ I'm [Dm] a hillbilly rock star.
This train wreck [G] woke up [D] around noon.
Hillbilly rock star, my own car team.
But I ain't leaving [Dm] skyscrapers with a single bow.
And [C#m] I'm slower than [F] a bullet, but the talk of the [D] town.
No, I'm not an action figure, I'm [Dm] just bigger than they thought.
And I'm not a role model, and I can't be bought.
I don't play my own name from the sticks to a [D] stake.
And I played my own game, till [Dm] I twitched in a rage.
I deflated my own brain and fixed it with tape.
And I made my own fame, now I fit in this [D] cape.
Super Bowl, now you won't get [D] far.
Now, this Hicks out here claiming he's a hillbilly rock [Dm] star.
Tell me different, you can look at my steps.
The monkeys are getting weak from hollering y'all on my back.
I took a Martin Mayer, a slum bag slidin' his hands in the air.
Your redneck highness, old caddy dropper with the top dropped down.
I got [N] some horns on the hood, false hogs in [D] town.
Bought the stage with some stacks and just quit me a [Dm] mic.
Watch the party stay packed until the end of the night.
I got nothing to [E] prove, I got [F] nothing to [D] lose.
I got jiffy feet, baby, I [Dm] don't rock no shoes.
In my lawn chair, drunk, smoking cheap [D] cigars.
I said, yeah, [Am] I'm a hillbilly [D] rock star.
Up in this space, I'm a hillbilly [Dm] rock star. _ _
Mama always said that I wouldn't go too far, yeah.
[D]
These are my roots, [Dm] now she don't miss me.
But it's a singing, it's a, [Am] [Dm] yeah.
I'm a hillbilly rock star.
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I'm a hillbilly rock star. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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