Chords for Terry Allen - "There Oughta Be a Law Against Sunny Southern California" (Official Audio)

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_ _ _ [E] Well, I'm [Am] going back going home again,
Well, I'm going back to my own again.
I'm going back to [A] my hometown,
The one that put me out, the one that let me down. _
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_ [A] _ Well, I wired up a car in East [Am] Fontana,
I was headed for San Berdue. _
_ [A] _ _ All the midnight [Am] oil, it was on the boil,
And the boys were barreling through. _
_ _ _ _ Then I took a turn, but I hit the curb,
And spun off the [A] center lane.
_ _ When I heard the [Am] crash, it was a stomp to gas,
And I was barreling [A] on again.
[C] I leave a few [Dm] people dead, but I got open road [Am] ahead.
_ _ _ _ I [C] leave a few people dead, but I got open road _ ahead.
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_ _ I remember the cop with his slicked back hair,
When he told me to get out of here.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] And [A] I remember the judge with his gold-plated mouth,
He said, go live in the north, you're going to die down [Am] south,
You're going to die down south.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Yeah, but I'm going [E] back going home [A] again,
[D] Well, I'm [Am] going back to my own again.
I'm going back to my hometown,
The one that put me out, the one that let me down. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ I went [A] flying through South San Berdue,
With my mind on East LA.
[Am] _ _ _ _ Well, my patrick old queen, she's cooking refried beans,
Ain't you waiting for me today?
_ _ _ _ Yeah, I stopped on off a liquor store,
I made everybody lay down on the floor.
I took all the whiskey, I took their bread,
And I shot out the light before I fled.
I [C] leave a few people dead, [A] but I got open road _ _ ahead.
I _ _ leave _ _ _ [C] a few people dead, [D] but I got open _ road [Am] ahead. _
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_ _ And I remember the bitch whose black tongue lied,
When she told me she's just a sight as fire.
_ _ _ _ _ And I remember her daddy, as big as a truck,
He said, fuck with me, boy, if you want to fuck.
Yeah, fuck with me, boy, if you want to fuck. _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, but [A] I'm going back going [Am] home again,
I'm going back to my own [A] again.
I'm going back there to my [Am] hometown,
[A] The one that put me out, the one that let me down. _ _ _
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_ _ Yeah, so there ought to [D] be a law, _
_ _ _ _ [A] Against sunny Southern California.
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_ [Am] _ _ [E] There ought to be [D] a law,
_ _ _ _ _ Against putting the devil behind [A] the wheel. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] Yeah, cause as long as you people are going to sanction such an evil, _
[D#] Well, _ _ [D] _ _ I'm going to turn your asphalt _ _ back into brimstone,
_ _ And you goddamn bet I [A] will.
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