Outlaw Song Chords by Nu Breed
Tempo:
120.1 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
[C]
[G] [C]
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Hey baby, remember living in that [C] beat up shack.
[G] Ain't it funny how a song can take you [C] back?
[G] Ain't it funny how a song can take and [C] reach deep in your soul?
[G] A song can take and make you think of letting [C] go.
[D] That's just how I feel and what I [C] see when I look at you.
[D] You can break my heart in two.
Oh [C] baby, take away the blues.
All I know [G] is the hoppin' and the fishin' and the money that I'm gettin'
from [C] the work that I'm doin' with the hammer and the screwin'
and [G] the beat up truck and drive home to wash the [C] dirt off.
[G] And then I'm takin' my baby to the bedroom.
Gonna run [C] my collar fingers straight to her sash soon.
Gonna [G] smile at the list that she's about to send [C] me off.
[D] I'm lookin' at the love of my life [C] and I ain't bragging, son.
[D] It's just how a good old hard workin' [C] southern boy gets it done.
Then I might [G] write a country song.
[C] Yeah, it might be [G] a love song.
[C] But it's [G] gonna be a country song.
[C] [G] Yeah, it might be a sad song.
[C] Oh hell, it [G] might be an outlaw song.
Yeah, it might be [C] an outlaw song.
Oh hell, it might be [G] an outlaw song.
Yeah, it might [C] be, it might be a little, a little southern [G] like
Outlaws, hillbillies, [D] muddy water, Mississippi, [C] Tennessee down to Alabama.
I'm a Florida boy with some country [G] grammar.
Indiana in the [D] cornfields, big rigs on big wheels.
[C] We hit the road and set sail.
We keep it movin' like windmills.
[G] Self-made comin' from the bottom.
[D] It's a homemade wine drinkin' from the bottle.
[C] You don't want no problems, understand.
My mama taught me to be a simple man.
[G] To find a woman and give her my [D] love.
This outlaw life is in my blood.
[C] I'm southern raised and a God I trust.
You gotta be hard to ride with [G] us.
Dust to dust till we dead and gone.
[D] My southern pride is country strong.
[C] And I'm settin' my ways but don't get me wrong.
You live and you learn so I'm comin' home.
[G] I seen everything that a man can see.
[D] Jail cells to the city streets.
[C] Hotel rooms and them Playboy suites.
But a country road could set me free.
[G] That tin roof, hear the rain drops.
[D] Just me and you until the pain stops.
[C] I thank God for all I have.
All the good and all the [G] bad.
All the tears and all the [D] laughs.
Cause Lord knows I ain't lookin' back.
[C] We movin' on to better things.
Now come on girl, listen to him [G] sing.
The hoppin' and the fishin' and the money that I'm gettin'.
[C] From the work that I'm doin' with a hammer and a spoon.
And [G] a beat up truck and drive home to wash [C] the dirt off.
And [G] then I'm takin' my baby to the bedroom.
Gonna [C] run my collared fingers straight to her sash soon.
[G] Gonna smile at the ladies that she's about to send [C] me off.
[D] I'm lookin' at the love of my life [C] and I ain't bragging son.
[D] It's gettin' high with good old hard work [C] and some more at the dawn.
Then I might [G] write a country song.
[C] Yeah it might [G] be a love song.
[C] But it's [G] gonna be a country song.
[C] Yeah it might [G] be a sad song.
[C] Oh hell it [G] might be an outlaw song.
Yeah it might [C] be an outlaw song.
Hell it might [G] be an outlaw song.
Yeah it might [C] be, it might be a little, a little sunlight.
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Hey baby, remember living in that [C] beat up shack.
[G] Ain't it funny how a song can take you [C] back?
[G] Ain't it funny how a song can take and [C] reach deep in your soul?
[G] A song can take and make you think of letting [C] go.
[D] That's just how I feel and what I [C] see when I look at you.
[D] You can break my heart in two.
Oh [C] baby, take away the blues.
All I know [G] is the hoppin' and the fishin' and the money that I'm gettin'
from [C] the work that I'm doin' with the hammer and the screwin'
and [G] the beat up truck and drive home to wash the [C] dirt off.
[G] And then I'm takin' my baby to the bedroom.
Gonna run [C] my collar fingers straight to her sash soon.
Gonna [G] smile at the list that she's about to send [C] me off.
[D] I'm lookin' at the love of my life [C] and I ain't bragging, son.
[D] It's just how a good old hard workin' [C] southern boy gets it done.
Then I might [G] write a country song.
[C] Yeah, it might be [G] a love song.
[C] But it's [G] gonna be a country song.
[C] [G] Yeah, it might be a sad song.
[C] Oh hell, it [G] might be an outlaw song.
Yeah, it might be [C] an outlaw song.
Oh hell, it might be [G] an outlaw song.
Yeah, it might [C] be, it might be a little, a little southern [G] like
Outlaws, hillbillies, [D] muddy water, Mississippi, [C] Tennessee down to Alabama.
I'm a Florida boy with some country [G] grammar.
Indiana in the [D] cornfields, big rigs on big wheels.
[C] We hit the road and set sail.
We keep it movin' like windmills.
[G] Self-made comin' from the bottom.
[D] It's a homemade wine drinkin' from the bottle.
[C] You don't want no problems, understand.
My mama taught me to be a simple man.
[G] To find a woman and give her my [D] love.
This outlaw life is in my blood.
[C] I'm southern raised and a God I trust.
You gotta be hard to ride with [G] us.
Dust to dust till we dead and gone.
[D] My southern pride is country strong.
[C] And I'm settin' my ways but don't get me wrong.
You live and you learn so I'm comin' home.
[G] I seen everything that a man can see.
[D] Jail cells to the city streets.
[C] Hotel rooms and them Playboy suites.
But a country road could set me free.
[G] That tin roof, hear the rain drops.
[D] Just me and you until the pain stops.
[C] I thank God for all I have.
All the good and all the [G] bad.
All the tears and all the [D] laughs.
Cause Lord knows I ain't lookin' back.
[C] We movin' on to better things.
Now come on girl, listen to him [G] sing.
The hoppin' and the fishin' and the money that I'm gettin'.
[C] From the work that I'm doin' with a hammer and a spoon.
And [G] a beat up truck and drive home to wash [C] the dirt off.
And [G] then I'm takin' my baby to the bedroom.
Gonna [C] run my collared fingers straight to her sash soon.
[G] Gonna smile at the ladies that she's about to send [C] me off.
[D] I'm lookin' at the love of my life [C] and I ain't bragging son.
[D] It's gettin' high with good old hard work [C] and some more at the dawn.
Then I might [G] write a country song.
[C] Yeah it might [G] be a love song.
[C] But it's [G] gonna be a country song.
[C] Yeah it might [G] be a sad song.
[C] Oh hell it [G] might be an outlaw song.
Yeah it might [C] be an outlaw song.
Hell it might [G] be an outlaw song.
Yeah it might [C] be, it might be a little, a little sunlight.
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Key:
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Hey baby, remember living in that [C] beat up shack. _ _ _ _ _
[G] Ain't it funny how a song can take you [C] back? _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Ain't it funny how a song can take and [C] reach deep in your soul? _ _ _
[G] A song can take and make you think of letting [C] go. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] That's just how I feel and what I [C] see when I look at you. _ _ _
[D] You can break my heart in two.
Oh [C] baby, take away the blues.
All I know [G] is the hoppin' and the fishin' and the money that I'm gettin'
from [C] the work that I'm doin' with the hammer and the screwin'
and [G] the beat up truck and drive home to wash the [C] dirt off.
_ _ _ [G] And then I'm takin' my baby to the bedroom.
Gonna run [C] my collar fingers straight to her sash soon.
Gonna [G] smile at the list that she's about to send [C] me off. _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] I'm lookin' at the love of my life [C] and I ain't bragging, son. _ _ _
[D] It's just how a good old hard workin' [C] southern boy gets it done.
Then I might [G] write a country song. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ Yeah, it might be [G] a love _ song. _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ But it's [G] gonna be a country song. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] Yeah, it might be _ a sad _ song. _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ Oh hell, it [G] might be an outlaw song.
_ Yeah, it might be [C] an outlaw song.
Oh hell, it might be [G] an outlaw song.
Yeah, it might [C] be, it might be a little, a little southern [G] like
Outlaws, hillbillies, [D] muddy water, Mississippi, [C] Tennessee down to Alabama.
I'm a Florida boy with some country [G] grammar.
Indiana in the [D] cornfields, big rigs on big wheels.
[C] We hit the road and set sail.
We keep it movin' like windmills.
[G] Self-made comin' from the bottom.
[D] It's a homemade wine drinkin' from the bottle.
[C] You don't want no problems, understand.
My mama taught me to be a simple man.
[G] To find a woman and give her my [D] love.
This outlaw life is in my blood.
[C] I'm southern raised and a God I trust.
You gotta be hard to ride with [G] us.
Dust to dust till we dead and gone.
[D] My southern pride is country strong.
[C] And I'm settin' my ways but don't get me wrong.
You live and you learn so I'm comin' home.
[G] I seen everything that a man can see.
[D] Jail cells to the city streets.
[C] Hotel rooms and them Playboy suites.
But a country road could set me free.
[G] That tin roof, hear the rain drops.
[D] Just me and you until the pain stops.
[C] I thank God for all I have.
All the good and all the [G] bad.
All the tears and all the [D] laughs.
Cause Lord knows I ain't lookin' back.
[C] We movin' on to better things.
Now come on girl, listen to him [G] sing.
The hoppin' and the fishin' and the money that I'm gettin'.
[C] From the work that I'm doin' with a hammer and a spoon.
And [G] a beat up truck and drive home to wash [C] the dirt off.
_ _ _ And [G] then I'm takin' my baby to the bedroom.
Gonna [C] run my collared fingers straight to her sash soon.
[G] Gonna smile at the ladies that she's about to send [C] me off. _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] I'm lookin' at the love of my life [C] and I ain't bragging son. _ _
[D] It's gettin' high with good old hard work [C] and some more at the dawn.
Then I might [G] write a country song. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ Yeah it might [G] be a love song. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ But it's [G] gonna be a country song. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ Yeah it might [G] be _ a sad _ song. _
[C] _ _ _ _ Oh hell it [G] might be an outlaw song.
_ Yeah it might [C] be an outlaw song.
_ Hell it might [G] be an outlaw song.
_ Yeah it might [C] be, it might be a little, a little sunlight.
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
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Hey baby, remember living in that [C] beat up shack. _ _ _ _ _
[G] Ain't it funny how a song can take you [C] back? _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Ain't it funny how a song can take and [C] reach deep in your soul? _ _ _
[G] A song can take and make you think of letting [C] go. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] That's just how I feel and what I [C] see when I look at you. _ _ _
[D] You can break my heart in two.
Oh [C] baby, take away the blues.
All I know [G] is the hoppin' and the fishin' and the money that I'm gettin'
from [C] the work that I'm doin' with the hammer and the screwin'
and [G] the beat up truck and drive home to wash the [C] dirt off.
_ _ _ [G] And then I'm takin' my baby to the bedroom.
Gonna run [C] my collar fingers straight to her sash soon.
Gonna [G] smile at the list that she's about to send [C] me off. _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] I'm lookin' at the love of my life [C] and I ain't bragging, son. _ _ _
[D] It's just how a good old hard workin' [C] southern boy gets it done.
Then I might [G] write a country song. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ Yeah, it might be [G] a love _ song. _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ But it's [G] gonna be a country song. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] Yeah, it might be _ a sad _ song. _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ Oh hell, it [G] might be an outlaw song.
_ Yeah, it might be [C] an outlaw song.
Oh hell, it might be [G] an outlaw song.
Yeah, it might [C] be, it might be a little, a little southern [G] like
Outlaws, hillbillies, [D] muddy water, Mississippi, [C] Tennessee down to Alabama.
I'm a Florida boy with some country [G] grammar.
Indiana in the [D] cornfields, big rigs on big wheels.
[C] We hit the road and set sail.
We keep it movin' like windmills.
[G] Self-made comin' from the bottom.
[D] It's a homemade wine drinkin' from the bottle.
[C] You don't want no problems, understand.
My mama taught me to be a simple man.
[G] To find a woman and give her my [D] love.
This outlaw life is in my blood.
[C] I'm southern raised and a God I trust.
You gotta be hard to ride with [G] us.
Dust to dust till we dead and gone.
[D] My southern pride is country strong.
[C] And I'm settin' my ways but don't get me wrong.
You live and you learn so I'm comin' home.
[G] I seen everything that a man can see.
[D] Jail cells to the city streets.
[C] Hotel rooms and them Playboy suites.
But a country road could set me free.
[G] That tin roof, hear the rain drops.
[D] Just me and you until the pain stops.
[C] I thank God for all I have.
All the good and all the [G] bad.
All the tears and all the [D] laughs.
Cause Lord knows I ain't lookin' back.
[C] We movin' on to better things.
Now come on girl, listen to him [G] sing.
The hoppin' and the fishin' and the money that I'm gettin'.
[C] From the work that I'm doin' with a hammer and a spoon.
And [G] a beat up truck and drive home to wash [C] the dirt off.
_ _ _ And [G] then I'm takin' my baby to the bedroom.
Gonna [C] run my collared fingers straight to her sash soon.
[G] Gonna smile at the ladies that she's about to send [C] me off. _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] I'm lookin' at the love of my life [C] and I ain't bragging son. _ _
[D] It's gettin' high with good old hard work [C] and some more at the dawn.
Then I might [G] write a country song. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ Yeah it might [G] be a love song. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ But it's [G] gonna be a country song. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ Yeah it might [G] be _ a sad _ song. _
[C] _ _ _ _ Oh hell it [G] might be an outlaw song.
_ Yeah it might [C] be an outlaw song.
_ Hell it might [G] be an outlaw song.
_ Yeah it might [C] be, it might be a little, a little sunlight.
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