Chords for Moonshine Bandits - For The Outlawz (Feat. Colt Ford & Big B)
Tempo:
159.95 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
G
Em
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N] [B] Big B, Moonshine Benz, [A] Superb Voice Records.
Let's [Abm] go!
[Ab]
[E]
[G] [Bb] [D]
[Ab] [Abm]
[G] [B]
[A]
[E]
[G] [E] [Bm]
[E] I grew up to Harley, now I'm [D] off to Cali to do my thing.
[G] Rollin' down the 15, full speed [Ab] slittin' these lanes.
I got the [G] common folk thinkin' that [E] I'm goin' [D] insane.
True outlaw, think I'm lyin', just Google [A] the name.
Since 2006, me and Curp, we're rockin' this outlaw shit.
[E] And they can't stand it.
2011, [Em] now I'm back with the Moonshine Benz.
It's that country hip [E]-hop with this white trash renegade.
Stayin' real motherfuckers till they put us in [G] the grave.
[E] Pistol in my pocket, now it's straight at your door.
You're the type of kid that should've just left it [G] alone.
[A] We stay whiskey drinkin', bottle breakin', girlfriend takin'.
Y'all really give a fuck, you must be [E] mistaken.
B.I.G., Capital B, the rest is history.
Outlaw for the fuck of it all.
I'm [Bm] a whiskey drinkin' [A] SOB.
If you don't like that, then you won't like me.
I'm an [Em] outlaw.
I said I'm an outlaw.
[E] I'm an outlaw, give [Em] me two shots.
We [E] don't need a radio, bring a [G] jukebox.
For my [Em] outlaws, bring me three shots.
[E] We can raise hell before [Abm] the speed [G] stops.
For my [A] outlaws, give me two shots.
We don't need a radio, [Ab]
bring a [D] jukebox.
For [E] my outlaws, bring me three shots.
We can raise hell before the speed stops.
I'm both a 1% patches on [D] the leather vest.
And [E] every outlaw fucker that I met on the [G] West.
I'll [E] probably never see the Opry if I did, I'd laugh.
I'll probably break some long necks, then [Em] go out like Cassius.
[A] They put me in the prison, Tracy and Sam Quentin.
You can blame the fast livin' or [D] the whiskey and [A] women.
[E] Radio don't need to love me, but [D] they need to respect it.
[E] I'm here to pick the pieces up where Bob Rock [Eb] left it.
[E] I've done a few shows where the sheriff won't go.
And some of those shows were [Em] with David Allen Coe.
I'm at [E] the motel sleepin', [Em] the trucks stop eatin'.
A [E] different dive bar drinkin' every [G] other week.
And like a [A] trucker drivin' 18, I only slept two.
My neck stays red and my palisades blue.
[E] K3 knows me, and shoot a [Em] Dutch too.
If you don't like them, then I don't like you.
[B] I'm a whiskey drinkin' SOB.
If [A] you don't like them, then you won't like me.
I'm an [G] outlaw.
I [Em] said I'm an outlaw.
I'm an [Eb] outlaw.
Give me two shots.
[E] We don't need a [Ab] radio, bring a jukebox.
For my outlaws, bring [A] me three shots.
[Abm] We can raise hell before the speed stops.
For my outlaws, give me two [A] shots.
We [Ab] don't need a [Eb] radio, bring a jukebox.
For my [E] outlaws, bring me three shots.
[Ab] We can raise hell before the speed stops.
Let me get [E] that mic one time, I'll show you how a southern [Gm] boy does it.
And pour [A] another round for [E] my moonshine cousin.
I toast to [Bb] the west, courtesy of the [E] south.
Brought to you by Colt Ford, people all [G] aboard.
This [A] the midnight rider, call me baby Bo Seepers.
For truckers and one-for-tenners, I'm the southern representer.
The midnight rider, a shotgun [E] shooter.
Real bad mother fucker, I'm the liquor store looter.
Any way you want it, I can give it to you baby.
If you work it just right, [D] maybe you can get [G] the gravy.
Damn, [Bb] Katy Perry was right.
These [Em] Cali girls need to come to [E] the side and see that southern [G] swirl.
[A] I'm a mud-diggin', claw [Em]-giggin', blue [A]-collar man.
Love Waylon Jennings, Kennedy, and Uncle Sam.
[E] What you see is what you get, that's all that I am.
If you don't like that, [Abm] I don't give a damn.
Cause [Bm] I'm a whiskey drinkin' SOB.
[A] If you don't like that, then you won't like me.
I'm an [Em] outlaw.
I said I'm an outlaw.
[F]
Let's [Abm] go!
[Ab]
[E]
[G] [Bb] [D]
[Ab] [Abm]
[G] [B]
[A]
[E]
[G] [E] [Bm]
[E] I grew up to Harley, now I'm [D] off to Cali to do my thing.
[G] Rollin' down the 15, full speed [Ab] slittin' these lanes.
I got the [G] common folk thinkin' that [E] I'm goin' [D] insane.
True outlaw, think I'm lyin', just Google [A] the name.
Since 2006, me and Curp, we're rockin' this outlaw shit.
[E] And they can't stand it.
2011, [Em] now I'm back with the Moonshine Benz.
It's that country hip [E]-hop with this white trash renegade.
Stayin' real motherfuckers till they put us in [G] the grave.
[E] Pistol in my pocket, now it's straight at your door.
You're the type of kid that should've just left it [G] alone.
[A] We stay whiskey drinkin', bottle breakin', girlfriend takin'.
Y'all really give a fuck, you must be [E] mistaken.
B.I.G., Capital B, the rest is history.
Outlaw for the fuck of it all.
I'm [Bm] a whiskey drinkin' [A] SOB.
If you don't like that, then you won't like me.
I'm an [Em] outlaw.
I said I'm an outlaw.
[E] I'm an outlaw, give [Em] me two shots.
We [E] don't need a radio, bring a [G] jukebox.
For my [Em] outlaws, bring me three shots.
[E] We can raise hell before [Abm] the speed [G] stops.
For my [A] outlaws, give me two shots.
We don't need a radio, [Ab]
bring a [D] jukebox.
For [E] my outlaws, bring me three shots.
We can raise hell before the speed stops.
I'm both a 1% patches on [D] the leather vest.
And [E] every outlaw fucker that I met on the [G] West.
I'll [E] probably never see the Opry if I did, I'd laugh.
I'll probably break some long necks, then [Em] go out like Cassius.
[A] They put me in the prison, Tracy and Sam Quentin.
You can blame the fast livin' or [D] the whiskey and [A] women.
[E] Radio don't need to love me, but [D] they need to respect it.
[E] I'm here to pick the pieces up where Bob Rock [Eb] left it.
[E] I've done a few shows where the sheriff won't go.
And some of those shows were [Em] with David Allen Coe.
I'm at [E] the motel sleepin', [Em] the trucks stop eatin'.
A [E] different dive bar drinkin' every [G] other week.
And like a [A] trucker drivin' 18, I only slept two.
My neck stays red and my palisades blue.
[E] K3 knows me, and shoot a [Em] Dutch too.
If you don't like them, then I don't like you.
[B] I'm a whiskey drinkin' SOB.
If [A] you don't like them, then you won't like me.
I'm an [G] outlaw.
I [Em] said I'm an outlaw.
I'm an [Eb] outlaw.
Give me two shots.
[E] We don't need a [Ab] radio, bring a jukebox.
For my outlaws, bring [A] me three shots.
[Abm] We can raise hell before the speed stops.
For my outlaws, give me two [A] shots.
We [Ab] don't need a [Eb] radio, bring a jukebox.
For my [E] outlaws, bring me three shots.
[Ab] We can raise hell before the speed stops.
Let me get [E] that mic one time, I'll show you how a southern [Gm] boy does it.
And pour [A] another round for [E] my moonshine cousin.
I toast to [Bb] the west, courtesy of the [E] south.
Brought to you by Colt Ford, people all [G] aboard.
This [A] the midnight rider, call me baby Bo Seepers.
For truckers and one-for-tenners, I'm the southern representer.
The midnight rider, a shotgun [E] shooter.
Real bad mother fucker, I'm the liquor store looter.
Any way you want it, I can give it to you baby.
If you work it just right, [D] maybe you can get [G] the gravy.
Damn, [Bb] Katy Perry was right.
These [Em] Cali girls need to come to [E] the side and see that southern [G] swirl.
[A] I'm a mud-diggin', claw [Em]-giggin', blue [A]-collar man.
Love Waylon Jennings, Kennedy, and Uncle Sam.
[E] What you see is what you get, that's all that I am.
If you don't like that, [Abm] I don't give a damn.
Cause [Bm] I'm a whiskey drinkin' SOB.
[A] If you don't like that, then you won't like me.
I'm an [Em] outlaw.
I said I'm an outlaw.
[F]
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[N] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ Big B, Moonshine Benz, [A] Superb Voice Records. _
Let's [Abm] go!
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ [G] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ [E] _ I grew up to Harley, now I'm [D] off to Cali to do my thing.
[G] Rollin' down the 15, full speed [Ab] slittin' these lanes.
I got the [G] common folk thinkin' that [E] I'm goin' [D] insane.
True outlaw, think I'm lyin', just Google [A] the name.
Since _ 2006, me and Curp, we're rockin' this outlaw shit.
[E] And they can't stand it.
2011, [Em] now I'm back with the Moonshine Benz.
It's that country hip [E]-hop with this white trash renegade.
Stayin' real _ motherfuckers till they put us in [G] the grave.
_ [E] _ Pistol in my pocket, now it's straight at your door.
You're the type of kid that should've just left it [G] alone.
_ [A] We stay whiskey drinkin', bottle breakin', girlfriend takin'.
Y'all really give a fuck, you must be [E] mistaken.
B.I.G., Capital B, the rest is history.
Outlaw for the fuck of it all.
I'm [Bm] a whiskey _ drinkin' _ [A] SOB.
If you don't like that, then you won't like me.
I'm an [Em] outlaw. _ _
I said I'm an _ _ outlaw.
_ _ [E] I'm an outlaw, give [Em] me two shots.
We [E] don't need a radio, bring a [G] jukebox.
For my [Em] outlaws, bring me three shots.
[E] We can raise hell before [Abm] the speed [G] stops.
For my [A] outlaws, give me two shots.
We don't need a radio, [Ab]
bring a [D] jukebox.
For [E] my outlaws, bring me three shots.
We can raise hell before the speed stops.
I'm both a 1% patches on [D] the leather vest.
And [E] every outlaw fucker that I met on the [G] West.
I'll [E] probably never see the Opry if I did, I'd laugh.
I'll probably break some long necks, then [Em] go out like Cassius.
[A] They put me in the prison, Tracy and Sam Quentin.
You can blame the fast livin' or [D] the whiskey and [A] women.
[E] Radio don't need to love me, but [D] they need to respect it.
[E] I'm here to pick the pieces up where Bob Rock [Eb] left it.
[E] I've done a few shows where the sheriff won't go.
And some of those shows were [Em] with David Allen Coe.
I'm at [E] the motel sleepin', [Em] the trucks stop eatin'.
A [E] different dive bar drinkin' every [G] other week.
And like a [A] trucker drivin' 18, I only slept two.
My neck stays red and my palisades blue.
[E] K3 knows me, and shoot a [Em] Dutch too.
If you don't like them, then I don't like you.
[B] I'm a whiskey _ drinkin' _ SOB.
If [A] you don't like them, then you won't like me.
I'm an [G] outlaw. _
I [Em] said I'm an _ _ outlaw.
_ _ I'm an [Eb] outlaw.
Give me two shots.
[E] We don't need a [Ab] radio, bring a jukebox.
For my outlaws, bring [A] me three shots.
[Abm] We can raise hell before the speed stops.
For my outlaws, give me two [A] shots.
We [Ab] don't need a [Eb] radio, bring a jukebox.
For my [E] outlaws, bring me three shots.
[Ab] We can raise hell before the speed stops.
Let me get [E] that mic one time, I'll show you how a southern [Gm] boy does it.
And pour [A] another round for [E] my moonshine cousin.
I toast to [Bb] the west, courtesy of the [E] south.
Brought to you by Colt Ford, people all [G] aboard.
This [A] the midnight rider, call me baby Bo Seepers.
For truckers and one-for-tenners, I'm the southern representer.
The midnight rider, a shotgun [E] shooter.
Real bad mother fucker, I'm the liquor store looter.
Any way you want it, I can give it to you baby.
If you work it just right, [D] maybe you can get [G] the gravy.
Damn, [Bb] Katy Perry was right.
These [Em] Cali girls need to come to [E] the side and see that southern [G] swirl.
[A] I'm a mud-diggin', claw [Em]-giggin', blue [A]-collar man.
Love Waylon Jennings, Kennedy, and Uncle Sam.
[E] What you see is what you get, that's all that I am.
If you don't like that, [Abm] I don't give a damn.
Cause [Bm] I'm a whiskey _ drinkin' SOB.
[A] If you don't like that, then you won't like me.
I'm an [Em] outlaw. _
_ I said I'm an _ _ outlaw. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Let's [Abm] go!
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ [G] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ [E] _ I grew up to Harley, now I'm [D] off to Cali to do my thing.
[G] Rollin' down the 15, full speed [Ab] slittin' these lanes.
I got the [G] common folk thinkin' that [E] I'm goin' [D] insane.
True outlaw, think I'm lyin', just Google [A] the name.
Since _ 2006, me and Curp, we're rockin' this outlaw shit.
[E] And they can't stand it.
2011, [Em] now I'm back with the Moonshine Benz.
It's that country hip [E]-hop with this white trash renegade.
Stayin' real _ motherfuckers till they put us in [G] the grave.
_ [E] _ Pistol in my pocket, now it's straight at your door.
You're the type of kid that should've just left it [G] alone.
_ [A] We stay whiskey drinkin', bottle breakin', girlfriend takin'.
Y'all really give a fuck, you must be [E] mistaken.
B.I.G., Capital B, the rest is history.
Outlaw for the fuck of it all.
I'm [Bm] a whiskey _ drinkin' _ [A] SOB.
If you don't like that, then you won't like me.
I'm an [Em] outlaw. _ _
I said I'm an _ _ outlaw.
_ _ [E] I'm an outlaw, give [Em] me two shots.
We [E] don't need a radio, bring a [G] jukebox.
For my [Em] outlaws, bring me three shots.
[E] We can raise hell before [Abm] the speed [G] stops.
For my [A] outlaws, give me two shots.
We don't need a radio, [Ab]
bring a [D] jukebox.
For [E] my outlaws, bring me three shots.
We can raise hell before the speed stops.
I'm both a 1% patches on [D] the leather vest.
And [E] every outlaw fucker that I met on the [G] West.
I'll [E] probably never see the Opry if I did, I'd laugh.
I'll probably break some long necks, then [Em] go out like Cassius.
[A] They put me in the prison, Tracy and Sam Quentin.
You can blame the fast livin' or [D] the whiskey and [A] women.
[E] Radio don't need to love me, but [D] they need to respect it.
[E] I'm here to pick the pieces up where Bob Rock [Eb] left it.
[E] I've done a few shows where the sheriff won't go.
And some of those shows were [Em] with David Allen Coe.
I'm at [E] the motel sleepin', [Em] the trucks stop eatin'.
A [E] different dive bar drinkin' every [G] other week.
And like a [A] trucker drivin' 18, I only slept two.
My neck stays red and my palisades blue.
[E] K3 knows me, and shoot a [Em] Dutch too.
If you don't like them, then I don't like you.
[B] I'm a whiskey _ drinkin' _ SOB.
If [A] you don't like them, then you won't like me.
I'm an [G] outlaw. _
I [Em] said I'm an _ _ outlaw.
_ _ I'm an [Eb] outlaw.
Give me two shots.
[E] We don't need a [Ab] radio, bring a jukebox.
For my outlaws, bring [A] me three shots.
[Abm] We can raise hell before the speed stops.
For my outlaws, give me two [A] shots.
We [Ab] don't need a [Eb] radio, bring a jukebox.
For my [E] outlaws, bring me three shots.
[Ab] We can raise hell before the speed stops.
Let me get [E] that mic one time, I'll show you how a southern [Gm] boy does it.
And pour [A] another round for [E] my moonshine cousin.
I toast to [Bb] the west, courtesy of the [E] south.
Brought to you by Colt Ford, people all [G] aboard.
This [A] the midnight rider, call me baby Bo Seepers.
For truckers and one-for-tenners, I'm the southern representer.
The midnight rider, a shotgun [E] shooter.
Real bad mother fucker, I'm the liquor store looter.
Any way you want it, I can give it to you baby.
If you work it just right, [D] maybe you can get [G] the gravy.
Damn, [Bb] Katy Perry was right.
These [Em] Cali girls need to come to [E] the side and see that southern [G] swirl.
[A] I'm a mud-diggin', claw [Em]-giggin', blue [A]-collar man.
Love Waylon Jennings, Kennedy, and Uncle Sam.
[E] What you see is what you get, that's all that I am.
If you don't like that, [Abm] I don't give a damn.
Cause [Bm] I'm a whiskey _ drinkin' SOB.
[A] If you don't like that, then you won't like me.
I'm an [Em] outlaw. _
_ I said I'm an _ _ outlaw. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _