Chords for White house Road acoustic cover, Tyler childers
Tempo:
114.65 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Fm
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C]
[G]
[Fm] [G]
Early in the morning when the sun does rise, laying in the bed with bloodshot eyes.
Late in the evening when the sun sinks low, [C]
that's about the time [G] my rooster crows.
[G]
I got women up and down this creek, and [C] they keep me [G] going in my engine clean.
Run me ragged but I don't fret, [C] cause there ain't been one to slow me down none [G] yet.
Get me drinking that [C] moonshine, get me higher than the grocery bill.
[G] Take my troubles to the high wall, [C] throw me in the river [G] and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that [D] cocaine, ain't nothing better when the wind cuts [G] cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [C] but a damn good [G] feeling to run these roads.
I got people trying to tell me, Red, [C] keep this living [G] and you'll wind up dead.
Cast your troubles in the Lord of Lords,
[C] wind up [G] laying on a cooling board.
But I got buddies up at White House Road, [C] and they keep me [G] strutting when my feet hang low.
Rock out whiskey gonna ease my pain, [C] no this [G] one's gonna keep me sane.
Get me drinking that [D] moonshine, get me [G] higher than the grocery bill.
Take my troubles to the high [C] wall, throw me in the river [G] and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that cocaine, [D] ain't nothing better when [G] the wind cuts cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [C] but a damn good [G] feeling to run these roads.
[C] It's a damn good feeling to run these roads.
[C]
[G] When you lay me in the cold hard clay, won't you sing them hymns [G] while the banjo plays.
Tell them ladies that they ought not frown, cause [C] there ain't been nothing ever held me [G] down.
[C] Lawmen, women, or a shallow grave, same old blues just a different [G] day.
Get me drinking that [D] moonshine, get me [G] higher than the grocery bill.
Take my troubles to the high [C] wall, throw me in the [G] river and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that cocaine, [D] ain't nothing better [Cm] when the wind cuts [G] cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [Fm] but a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads.
[C] It's a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads.
[C] It's a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads.
[C]
[N]
[G]
[Fm] [G]
Early in the morning when the sun does rise, laying in the bed with bloodshot eyes.
Late in the evening when the sun sinks low, [C]
that's about the time [G] my rooster crows.
[G]
I got women up and down this creek, and [C] they keep me [G] going in my engine clean.
Run me ragged but I don't fret, [C] cause there ain't been one to slow me down none [G] yet.
Get me drinking that [C] moonshine, get me higher than the grocery bill.
[G] Take my troubles to the high wall, [C] throw me in the river [G] and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that [D] cocaine, ain't nothing better when the wind cuts [G] cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [C] but a damn good [G] feeling to run these roads.
I got people trying to tell me, Red, [C] keep this living [G] and you'll wind up dead.
Cast your troubles in the Lord of Lords,
[C] wind up [G] laying on a cooling board.
But I got buddies up at White House Road, [C] and they keep me [G] strutting when my feet hang low.
Rock out whiskey gonna ease my pain, [C] no this [G] one's gonna keep me sane.
Get me drinking that [D] moonshine, get me [G] higher than the grocery bill.
Take my troubles to the high [C] wall, throw me in the river [G] and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that cocaine, [D] ain't nothing better when [G] the wind cuts cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [C] but a damn good [G] feeling to run these roads.
[C] It's a damn good feeling to run these roads.
[C]
[G] When you lay me in the cold hard clay, won't you sing them hymns [G] while the banjo plays.
Tell them ladies that they ought not frown, cause [C] there ain't been nothing ever held me [G] down.
[C] Lawmen, women, or a shallow grave, same old blues just a different [G] day.
Get me drinking that [D] moonshine, get me [G] higher than the grocery bill.
Take my troubles to the high [C] wall, throw me in the [G] river and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that cocaine, [D] ain't nothing better [Cm] when the wind cuts [G] cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [Fm] but a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads.
[C] It's a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads.
[C] It's a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads.
[C]
[N]
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_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [G]
Early in the morning when the sun does rise, _ _ _ laying in the bed with bloodshot eyes.
_ _ _ _ Late in the evening when the sun sinks low, _ _ _ _ [C]
that's about the time [G] my rooster crows.
[G] _ _ _
_ I got women up and down this creek, _ _ and [C] they keep me [G] going in my engine clean. _ _ _ _
Run me ragged but I don't fret, _ _ _ _ [C] cause there ain't been one to slow me down none [G] yet.
_ _ _ _ Get me drinking that _ [C] moonshine, get me higher than the grocery bill.
[G] Take my troubles to the high wall, [C] throw me in the river [G] and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that [D] cocaine, ain't nothing better when the wind cuts [G] cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [C] but a damn good [G] feeling to run these roads. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I got people trying to tell me, Red, _ _ _ _ [C] keep this living [G] and you'll wind up dead. _ _ _ _
Cast your troubles in the Lord of Lords, _ _
_ _ [C] wind up [G] laying on a cooling board.
But _ _ I got buddies up at White House Road, _ _ [C] and they keep me [G] strutting when my feet hang low. _ _
_ _ Rock out whiskey gonna ease my pain, _ _ _ [C] no this [G] one's gonna keep me sane.
Get me drinking that [D] moonshine, get me [G] higher than the grocery bill.
Take my troubles to the high [C] wall, throw me in the river [G] and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that cocaine, [D] ain't nothing better when [G] the wind cuts cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [C] but a damn good [G] feeling to run these roads. _ _
_ [C] It's a damn good feeling to run these roads.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] When you lay me in the cold hard clay, _ _ _ won't you sing them hymns [G] while the banjo plays. _ _ _ _ _
Tell them ladies that they ought not frown, _ _ cause [C] there ain't been nothing ever held me [G] down.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] Lawmen, women, or a shallow grave, same old blues just a different [G] day.
Get me drinking that [D] moonshine, get me [G] higher than the grocery bill.
Take my troubles to the high [C] wall, throw me in the [G] river and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that cocaine, [D] ain't nothing better [Cm] when the wind cuts [G] cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [Fm] but a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads.
_ _ _ [C] It's a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads. _ _
_ [C] It's a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [G]
Early in the morning when the sun does rise, _ _ _ laying in the bed with bloodshot eyes.
_ _ _ _ Late in the evening when the sun sinks low, _ _ _ _ [C]
that's about the time [G] my rooster crows.
[G] _ _ _
_ I got women up and down this creek, _ _ and [C] they keep me [G] going in my engine clean. _ _ _ _
Run me ragged but I don't fret, _ _ _ _ [C] cause there ain't been one to slow me down none [G] yet.
_ _ _ _ Get me drinking that _ [C] moonshine, get me higher than the grocery bill.
[G] Take my troubles to the high wall, [C] throw me in the river [G] and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that [D] cocaine, ain't nothing better when the wind cuts [G] cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [C] but a damn good [G] feeling to run these roads. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I got people trying to tell me, Red, _ _ _ _ [C] keep this living [G] and you'll wind up dead. _ _ _ _
Cast your troubles in the Lord of Lords, _ _
_ _ [C] wind up [G] laying on a cooling board.
But _ _ I got buddies up at White House Road, _ _ [C] and they keep me [G] strutting when my feet hang low. _ _
_ _ Rock out whiskey gonna ease my pain, _ _ _ [C] no this [G] one's gonna keep me sane.
Get me drinking that [D] moonshine, get me [G] higher than the grocery bill.
Take my troubles to the high [C] wall, throw me in the river [G] and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that cocaine, [D] ain't nothing better when [G] the wind cuts cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [C] but a damn good [G] feeling to run these roads. _ _
_ [C] It's a damn good feeling to run these roads.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] When you lay me in the cold hard clay, _ _ _ won't you sing them hymns [G] while the banjo plays. _ _ _ _ _
Tell them ladies that they ought not frown, _ _ cause [C] there ain't been nothing ever held me [G] down.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] Lawmen, women, or a shallow grave, same old blues just a different [G] day.
Get me drinking that [D] moonshine, get me [G] higher than the grocery bill.
Take my troubles to the high [C] wall, throw me in the [G] river and get your fill.
We've been sniffing that cocaine, [D] ain't nothing better [Cm] when the wind cuts [G] cold.
Lord it's a mighty hard living, [Fm] but a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads.
_ _ _ [C] It's a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads. _ _
_ [C] It's a damn good feeling to run these [G] roads.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _