Dont Be Counting My Tacos Chords & Lyrics - Misc Your Songs - Dubtown Music Machine

[INTRO]

Entire song alternates between D and E and is suable for looping, strum pattern is Staccato

[CHORUS]

[D]Don't you be stittin there counting my [E]tacos
When your hiding a full plate yours[D]elf
When the skeletons com crawlin out of your clo[E]set
I'm sure they'll have some stories to t[D]ell
Don't you be sittin there counting my t[E]acos
Hold up a mirror examine your[D]self
A wise man once said let he who is blame[E]less
Cast the first stone against her them[D]self

[VERSE 1]
A mother's tired face stares in the mir[E]ror
Lines from stress and bags under her ey[D]es
Calloused hands grip the sink as she won[E]ders
Will three jobs be enough to make rent this t[D]ime
Four kids in two different schools a heavy bur[E]den
Its like Christmas when the bags of hand me downs ar[D]rive
She cries in her car for the loss of her hus[E]band
But you flip her off and yell "learn how to dr[D]ive"

[CHORUS]

[D]Don't you be stittin there counting my [E]tacos
When your hiding a full plate yours[D]elf
When the skeletons com crawlin out of your clo[E]set
I'm sure they'll have some stories to t[D]ell
Don't you be sittin there counting my t[E]acos
Hold up a mirror examine your[D]self
A wise man once said let he who is blame[E]less
Cast the first stone against her them[D]self

[VERSE 2]

A kid sits all by himself in the lunch[E]room
Stains on a shirt that never was too c[D]ool
The other kids laugh as they look and they sni[E]cker
But they don't know his homes his personal h[D]ell
He sneaks past his father and tries not to wake h[E]im
When he smells like booze you know he uses the be[D]lt
He knows his mother wont be able to save h[E]im
Shes out making money at the h[D]otel

[BRIDGE]

So you never ever ever ever never ever know what someone's dealing w[E]ith
It could be the best or the worst day of their l[D]ife
Just a little bit of patience and kind[E]ness
Can make all the differnece in somebody's li[D]fe

[GUITAR SOLO]

[CHORUS]
[D]Don't you be stittin there counting my [E]tacos
When your hiding a full plate yours[D]elf
When the skeletons com crawlin out of your clo[E]set
I'm sure they'll have some stories to t[D]ell
Don't you be sittin there counting my t[E]acos
Hold up a mirror examine your[D]self
A wise man once said let he who is blame[E]less
Cast the first stone against her them[D]self

[OUTRO]

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