Chords for Tom MacDonald - "Number 7"

_ _ _ [Ab] _ [C] No freedom, no freedom
You just [Cm] fucking with the country boy [C] now
I'm just out here with [Ab] my kinfolk, you feel [C] me?
Take the kid out of the country
[Db] Can't [C] take the country off the kid
[Fm] _
I been on them dirt walks
_ [Cm] I been [C] swerving on that gravel
[Fm] I been on that number 70, you feel me?
I been on that number 70, you feel me?
Ay, [Cm] ay, ay
Keeping on the block, cribbing Tennessee whiskey
Chain smoking [Ab] cigarettes
[Fm] Number 7 on the rocks
Till the cops come and get me
But I ain't feeling guilty [Ab] yet
[C] I grew up in a small town
[Ab] Camouflage and [C] bloodhound
Cheap beer and pickups and dirt bikes and shotguns
Moved out of the prairies
Left my heart [Ab] out on them back roads
[C] Hooked up with some bikers, went to [F] hell and back with those angels [Fm] Yeah
And then I made it out of Burda
Lost too many friends of mine to [C] overdose and murder
Ended up an artist
Left the [Ab] rest of it behind
[Fm] Don't got time to get arrested, all [Db] my homies doing time
[C] Wear your heart out on your [Fm] sleeve again
My whole team is heart attacking
Cut that shit right off your arm and let [Ab] you keep your leather [Fm] jacket
We been on some ride or die
Don't wanna live forever shitting
Everyone has made the choice to pass [Bb] away [Fm] eventually
Keeping on the block, cribbing Tennessee whiskey
[C] Chain [Db] smoking cigarettes
[Fm] Number 7 on the rocks
Till the cops come and get me
But I ain't feeling [Ab] guilty yet
[Fm] Keeping in our yard with our jars full of [C] moonshine
[Fm] Steady bumping, stepping, [Ab] whoa
[Fm]
We been getting fainted and we been getting fainted
Whistling country blues like
[Db] _ _
_ _ [C] Whiskey all in my tin [Ab] [C] flask
Tennessee in my [Eb] heart
[C] Country folk in those [Ab] backpacks
[C] City kids rapping
Talking [Ab] _ [C]
like some outlaws
We don't give [Ab] no fucks about laws
[C] Been working on our art skills
Every time the guns drop
We should go ass and leave you in the creek
[Ab] You a [C] swine monster
Murk you and then leave you in the river
Caught at murky water
Neither was a psychic, she could [Ab] never read my palms
[Fm] Cause the world was in my hands since we met
When [Ab] I was [C] young, where I'm from
You just run inside, every [Ab] time the trucks came
[Fm] City kids should fall back like some of them can't play trust games
You a lion by yourself, you got no pride
Top you off a tip, you do a nose dive in low tide
My country boys will take you to the woods if you won't walk away
My gang is full of Mike Tyson's
And every day is Boxer Day
Faded through the city with my nose ring and my money
Got an acreage in my heart, standing [Bb] whiskey in my gullies
[Fm] Super rugged like a trucker
I got wild meat [Ab] in my stomach
[Fm] I got my teeth on gangsta shit, [F] I been biting them for the bitch
We been on the block drinking Tennessee whiskey
_ Chain smoking [Ab] cigarettes
[Fm] Number 7 on the rocks
The cops come and get me
But I ain't feel [Ab] guilty yet
[Fm] We been in our yard with our jars full of moonshine
Steady bumping stepping [Ab] walls
We been getting faded and whistling country blues like Like
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_ _ _ _ I see all of my friends fly
Trying to see what my life is like _ _
I'm smoking up fast fast
And you can't stop me
From burning [Eb] me _ _ _ _ _ _