Chords for YellaBush Road
Tempo:
60.15 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
E
Em
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[E] [D]
[D] I threw away my phone, [E] cause I don't want to talk to anybody these [D] days.
I should probably go home and see my [E] friends.
I ain't seen a pine tree since last [G] Christmas.
And I'll be damned if the summer [A] ain't gone.
I wanna [E] go home.
Take [G] me home.
[D] And tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
Just [G] a poor motherfucker that grew up on Yellow [D] Bush Road.
My grandparents still look at me the same.
And I [E] feel bad when I tell them I'm okay.
Yet [G] people in this town say I'm too [D] far gone.
[G] I'm better than most, [Bm] worse than others [Em] I've seen.
And I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today.
I'm [E]
[G] [D]
sick and tired of trying to clear [E] my head.
It never works so I just drink [D] instead.
And keep telling myself that it helps but it really don't.
And everything I've ever wanted [E] is in the palm of my hand.
[G] But a trash treasure, then I'd be [D] obliged to give it to another man.
Tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
[G] Just a poor motherfucker that grew up on Yellow [D] Bush Road.
I talked to my parents with nothing to say.
They told [E] me everyone was doing okay.
They [G] just couldn't believe that I'm singing on the [D] radio.
[G] But I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
And [G] I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today.
[E] [G]
[D]
[E] [G]
[D] Tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
[G] Just a poor motherfucker that grew up on [D] Yellow Bush Road.
I talked to my family with nothing to say.
They told [E] me everyone was doing okay.
[G] They just couldn't believe that I'm singing on the [D] radio.
But [G] I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
[G] Yeah, I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
And I'm way too blessed a [D] bitch today.
[E]
[G] And I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today.
[E] [D]
[D] I threw away my phone, [E] cause I don't want to talk to anybody these [D] days.
I should probably go home and see my [E] friends.
I ain't seen a pine tree since last [G] Christmas.
And I'll be damned if the summer [A] ain't gone.
I wanna [E] go home.
Take [G] me home.
[D] And tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
Just [G] a poor motherfucker that grew up on Yellow [D] Bush Road.
My grandparents still look at me the same.
And I [E] feel bad when I tell them I'm okay.
Yet [G] people in this town say I'm too [D] far gone.
[G] I'm better than most, [Bm] worse than others [Em] I've seen.
And I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today.
I'm [E]
[G] [D]
sick and tired of trying to clear [E] my head.
It never works so I just drink [D] instead.
And keep telling myself that it helps but it really don't.
And everything I've ever wanted [E] is in the palm of my hand.
[G] But a trash treasure, then I'd be [D] obliged to give it to another man.
Tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
[G] Just a poor motherfucker that grew up on Yellow [D] Bush Road.
I talked to my parents with nothing to say.
They told [E] me everyone was doing okay.
They [G] just couldn't believe that I'm singing on the [D] radio.
[G] But I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
And [G] I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today.
[E] [G]
[D]
[E] [G]
[D] Tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
[G] Just a poor motherfucker that grew up on [D] Yellow Bush Road.
I talked to my family with nothing to say.
They told [E] me everyone was doing okay.
[G] They just couldn't believe that I'm singing on the [D] radio.
But [G] I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
[G] Yeah, I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
And I'm way too blessed a [D] bitch today.
[E]
[G] And I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today.
Key:
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_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[D] I _ _ threw away my phone, [E] cause I don't want to talk to anybody these [D] days.
_ _ I should probably go home and see my [E] friends.
I ain't seen a pine tree since last [G] Christmas.
And I'll be damned if the summer [A] ain't gone.
I wanna [E] go home.
Take [G] me home.
_ [D] And tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
Just [G] a poor motherfucker that grew up on Yellow [D] Bush Road.
My grandparents still look at me the same.
And I [E] feel bad when I tell them I'm okay.
Yet [G] people in this town say I'm too [D] far gone.
_ _ [G] I'm better than most, [Bm] worse than others [Em] I've seen.
And I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today.
I'm _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
sick and tired of trying to clear [E] my head.
It never works so I just drink [D] instead.
And keep telling myself that it helps but it really don't. _
And everything I've ever wanted [E] is in the palm of my hand.
[G] But a trash treasure, then I'd be [D] obliged to give it to another man.
Tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
[G] Just a poor motherfucker that grew up on Yellow [D] Bush Road.
I talked to my parents with nothing to say.
They told [E] me everyone was doing okay.
They [G] just couldn't believe that I'm singing on the [D] radio. _ _
[G] But I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
And [G] I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today. _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ Tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
[G] Just a poor motherfucker that grew up on [D] Yellow Bush Road.
I talked to my family with nothing to say.
They told [E] me everyone was doing okay.
[G] They just couldn't believe that I'm singing on the [D] radio.
But [G] I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
_ [G] Yeah, I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
_ And I'm way too blessed a [D] bitch today.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[G] And I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[D] I _ _ threw away my phone, [E] cause I don't want to talk to anybody these [D] days.
_ _ I should probably go home and see my [E] friends.
I ain't seen a pine tree since last [G] Christmas.
And I'll be damned if the summer [A] ain't gone.
I wanna [E] go home.
Take [G] me home.
_ [D] And tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
Just [G] a poor motherfucker that grew up on Yellow [D] Bush Road.
My grandparents still look at me the same.
And I [E] feel bad when I tell them I'm okay.
Yet [G] people in this town say I'm too [D] far gone.
_ _ [G] I'm better than most, [Bm] worse than others [Em] I've seen.
And I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today.
I'm _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
sick and tired of trying to clear [E] my head.
It never works so I just drink [D] instead.
And keep telling myself that it helps but it really don't. _
And everything I've ever wanted [E] is in the palm of my hand.
[G] But a trash treasure, then I'd be [D] obliged to give it to another man.
Tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
[G] Just a poor motherfucker that grew up on Yellow [D] Bush Road.
I talked to my parents with nothing to say.
They told [E] me everyone was doing okay.
They [G] just couldn't believe that I'm singing on the [D] radio. _ _
[G] But I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
And [G] I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today. _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ Tell me why I'm feeling this way.
A [E] hometown hero without the cane.
[G] Just a poor motherfucker that grew up on [D] Yellow Bush Road.
I talked to my family with nothing to say.
They told [E] me everyone was doing okay.
[G] They just couldn't believe that I'm singing on the [D] radio.
But [G] I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
_ [G] Yeah, I'm better than most, worse than [Em] others I've seen.
_ And I'm way too blessed a [D] bitch today.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[G] And I'm way too blessed a bitch [D] today. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _