Ballad Of A Southern Man Chords by Whiskey Myers
Tempo:
75 bpm
Chords used:
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G
D
Em
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] My [D] first [C] rifle was a [G] .
243.
that [Em].
[D] Papa gave [C] Daddy and Daddy [G] gave to me.
And they [D] taught me how to [C] shoot with a [Em] steady hand.
I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
Now [D] I grew [C] up on [G] a prison farm, [Em] sneaking pulls [D] of shine from [G] a mason jar.
Used to [D] go fishing [Em] down Pickle Creek down.
I guess [D] there's some [G] you don't understand.
.
[C] Grandma's in [G] the kitchen, [C] Papa [G] done [D] passed on.
[C] They sit out [G] on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's blood [G] on the table, [C] but we [G] work for [D] what we have.
[Em] And I was [D] raised [C] in this land.
[Em] I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
And [D] I still [C] fly that [G] Southern flag, [Em] [D] whistling [C] Dixieland [G] under the bridge.
And I [D] know all the words to [Em] say it for a man.
I guess [D] there's some you [G] don't understand.
I pledge [D] my allegiance [C] the original [G] way.
[Em] I say [D] Merry Christmas, [C] not Happy [G] Holidays.
.
I can't change [D] my ways, [C] I know [Em] who I am.
.
I guess [D] there's some [C] you don't [G] understand.
[C].
Grandma's [G] in the kitchen, [C] [G] Papa done [D] passed on.
[C] They sit out [G] on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's blood [G] on the table, [C] but we [G] work for [D] what we have.
[Em] And I was raised [C] in this land.
[Em] I guess there's [D] some you [G] don't understand.
[A] [Bb] Or grind [F] us up in a big machine, [C] or feed us all [G] on the same beliefs.
[Bb] Or a [F] dollar and a credit [C] card.
[Am] [Bb] But we got a [F] way of doing things, [C] and [G] nobody's gonna steal from me.
[D] They wanna tear it all.
[C] Grandma's [G] in the kitchen, [C] Papa [G] [D] done passed on.
[C] They sit [G] out on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's a bottle [G] on the table, [C] cause he [G] bled for [D] what we had.
[Em] And that's the [D] ballot of a [C] Southern man.
[Em] I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
My first rifle was a .243. Police Department, put the gun down and come to the door.
Papa [D] gave to [C] Daddy and Daddy [G] gave to me.
.
243.
that [Em].
[D] Papa gave [C] Daddy and Daddy [G] gave to me.
And they [D] taught me how to [C] shoot with a [Em] steady hand.
I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
Now [D] I grew [C] up on [G] a prison farm, [Em] sneaking pulls [D] of shine from [G] a mason jar.
Used to [D] go fishing [Em] down Pickle Creek down.
I guess [D] there's some [G] you don't understand.
.
[C] Grandma's in [G] the kitchen, [C] Papa [G] done [D] passed on.
[C] They sit out [G] on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's blood [G] on the table, [C] but we [G] work for [D] what we have.
[Em] And I was [D] raised [C] in this land.
[Em] I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
And [D] I still [C] fly that [G] Southern flag, [Em] [D] whistling [C] Dixieland [G] under the bridge.
And I [D] know all the words to [Em] say it for a man.
I guess [D] there's some you [G] don't understand.
I pledge [D] my allegiance [C] the original [G] way.
[Em] I say [D] Merry Christmas, [C] not Happy [G] Holidays.
.
I can't change [D] my ways, [C] I know [Em] who I am.
.
I guess [D] there's some [C] you don't [G] understand.
[C].
Grandma's [G] in the kitchen, [C] [G] Papa done [D] passed on.
[C] They sit out [G] on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's blood [G] on the table, [C] but we [G] work for [D] what we have.
[Em] And I was raised [C] in this land.
[Em] I guess there's [D] some you [G] don't understand.
[A] [Bb] Or grind [F] us up in a big machine, [C] or feed us all [G] on the same beliefs.
[Bb] Or a [F] dollar and a credit [C] card.
[Am] [Bb] But we got a [F] way of doing things, [C] and [G] nobody's gonna steal from me.
[D] They wanna tear it all.
[C] Grandma's [G] in the kitchen, [C] Papa [G] [D] done passed on.
[C] They sit [G] out on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's a bottle [G] on the table, [C] cause he [G] bled for [D] what we had.
[Em] And that's the [D] ballot of a [C] Southern man.
[Em] I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
My first rifle was a .243. Police Department, put the gun down and come to the door.
Papa [D] gave to [C] Daddy and Daddy [G] gave to me.
.
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[G] My [D] first [C] rifle was a [G] .
243.
that _ [Em].
[D] Papa gave [C] Daddy and Daddy [G] gave to me.
_ And they [D] taught me how to [C] shoot with a [Em] steady hand.
I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
_ Now [D] I grew [C] up on [G] a prison farm, _ _ [Em] sneaking pulls [D] of shine from [G] a mason jar.
_ _ Used to [D] go fishing [Em] down Pickle Creek down.
_ I guess [D] there's some [G] you don't understand.
_ .
_ [C] Grandma's in [G] the kitchen, [C] Papa [G] done [D] passed on.
[C] They sit out [G] on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's blood [G] on the table, [C] but we [G] work for [D] what we have.
[Em] And I was [D] raised [C] in this land.
_ [Em] I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
_ And [D] I still [C] fly that [G] Southern flag, _ _ [Em] [D] whistling [C] Dixieland [G] under the bridge.
_ And I [D] know all the words to [Em] say it for a man.
_ I guess [D] there's some you [G] don't understand.
_ _ I pledge [D] my allegiance [C] the original [G] way.
_ [Em] I say [D] Merry Christmas, [C] not Happy [G] Holidays.
_ .
I can't change [D] my ways, [C] I know [Em] who I am.
_ .
I guess [D] there's some [C] you don't [G] understand.
_ _ [C].
Grandma's [G] in the kitchen, [C] [G] Papa done [D] passed on.
[C] They sit out [G] on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's blood [G] on the table, [C] but we [G] work for [D] what we have.
[Em] And I was raised [C] in this land.
_ [Em] I guess there's [D] some you [G] don't understand.
_ _ [A] [Bb] Or grind [F] us up in a big machine, [C] or feed us all [G] on the same beliefs.
[Bb] Or a [F] dollar and a credit [C] card.
_ _ [Am] _ [Bb] But we got a [F] way of doing things, [C] and [G] nobody's gonna steal from me.
[D] _ They wanna tear it all.
_ _ _ _ [C] Grandma's [G] in the kitchen, [C] Papa [G] [D] done passed on.
[C] They sit [G] out on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's a bottle [G] on the table, [C] cause he [G] bled for [D] what we had.
[Em] And that's the [D] ballot of a [C] Southern man.
_ [Em] I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
_ _ My first rifle was a .243. Police Department, put the gun down and come to the door.
Papa [D] gave to [C] Daddy and Daddy [G] gave to me.
_ .
243.
that _ [Em].
[D] Papa gave [C] Daddy and Daddy [G] gave to me.
_ And they [D] taught me how to [C] shoot with a [Em] steady hand.
I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
_ Now [D] I grew [C] up on [G] a prison farm, _ _ [Em] sneaking pulls [D] of shine from [G] a mason jar.
_ _ Used to [D] go fishing [Em] down Pickle Creek down.
_ I guess [D] there's some [G] you don't understand.
_ .
_ [C] Grandma's in [G] the kitchen, [C] Papa [G] done [D] passed on.
[C] They sit out [G] on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's blood [G] on the table, [C] but we [G] work for [D] what we have.
[Em] And I was [D] raised [C] in this land.
_ [Em] I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
_ And [D] I still [C] fly that [G] Southern flag, _ _ [Em] [D] whistling [C] Dixieland [G] under the bridge.
_ And I [D] know all the words to [Em] say it for a man.
_ I guess [D] there's some you [G] don't understand.
_ _ I pledge [D] my allegiance [C] the original [G] way.
_ [Em] I say [D] Merry Christmas, [C] not Happy [G] Holidays.
_ .
I can't change [D] my ways, [C] I know [Em] who I am.
_ .
I guess [D] there's some [C] you don't [G] understand.
_ _ [C].
Grandma's [G] in the kitchen, [C] [G] Papa done [D] passed on.
[C] They sit out [G] on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's blood [G] on the table, [C] but we [G] work for [D] what we have.
[Em] And I was raised [C] in this land.
_ [Em] I guess there's [D] some you [G] don't understand.
_ _ [A] [Bb] Or grind [F] us up in a big machine, [C] or feed us all [G] on the same beliefs.
[Bb] Or a [F] dollar and a credit [C] card.
_ _ [Am] _ [Bb] But we got a [F] way of doing things, [C] and [G] nobody's gonna steal from me.
[D] _ They wanna tear it all.
_ _ _ _ [C] Grandma's [G] in the kitchen, [C] Papa [G] [D] done passed on.
[C] They sit [G] out on the front porch [Em] just [D] picking [C] all the salt.
And there's a bottle [G] on the table, [C] cause he [G] bled for [D] what we had.
[Em] And that's the [D] ballot of a [C] Southern man.
_ [Em] I [D] guess there's [C] some you [G] don't understand.
_ _ My first rifle was a .243. Police Department, put the gun down and come to the door.
Papa [D] gave to [C] Daddy and Daddy [G] gave to me.
_ .
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