Hippies And Cowboys Chords & Lyrics - Cody Jinks And His Tonedeaf Hippies
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CAPO 5
INTRO [Am] [C] [G] [F] [E] x2
VERSE [Am] [C] [G] [F] [E]
Well I [Am]started on the whiskey pretty early this morning
[C]That’s alright, I was up all night
But I [G]passed out before the sun came up
[F]I always wanted to [E]see one of those
I [Am]know that’s no way for a man to behave
With a [C]mortgage due and a baby on the way
But [G]somehow I made it to where I’m at
[F]It’s been a living as [E]a matter of fact
I get a [Am]bad attitude from being tired and running ‘round
I [C]never ask for anyone to say they like my sound
I’v[G]e never been a part of any musical scene
I [F]ain’t just talking Nashville, if yo[E]u know what I mean
They don’[Am]t write about me in their magazines
And I don’[C]t ask for no reviews on the songs that I sing
I [G]never had a lot of friends and I’m alright by that
But [F]people keep on coming [E]back
CHORUS [C] [G] [Dm] [F] [C] [G] [Dm]
Raising [C]hell with the [G]hippies and the [Dm]cowboys
They don’[F]t care about no trends
They don’[C]t care about songs tha[G]t sell
Yeah, to[C]morrow I’ll b[G]e gone
So to[Dm]night everybody just [F]sing along
Raising [C]hell with the [G]hippies and the [Dm]cowboys
VERSE [Am] [C] [G] [F] [E]
I’ve bee[Am]n standing on the outside for all of my life
But [C]I like the view, I’m not gonna lie
Yeah, the [G]yuppies and the hipsters and the wannabe scenes
That [F]ain’t down-home t[E]o me
I like [Am]two dollar beers, I like three dollar wells
At some old [C]honkytonk bar that I know by the smell
Some old [G]drunk on a barstool on a Merle Haggard tune
[F]That’s my kind o[E]f room
CHORUS X 2 [C] [G] [Dm] [F] [C] [G] [Dm]
Raising [C]hell with the [G]hippies and the [Dm]cowboys
They don’[F]t care about no trends
They don’[C]t care about songs tha[G]t sell
Yeah, to[C]morrow I’ll b[G]e gone
So [Dm]tonight everybody just [F]sing along.
Raising [C]hell with the [G]hippies and the [Dm]cowboys
Yeah we’ll be raisin[C]g hell with th[G]e hippies and th[Dm]e cowboys
[Am] [C] [G] [F] [E] [Am]
INTRO [Am] [C] [G] [F] [E] x2
VERSE [Am] [C] [G] [F] [E]
Well I [Am]started on the whiskey pretty early this morning
[C]That’s alright, I was up all night
But I [G]passed out before the sun came up
[F]I always wanted to [E]see one of those
I [Am]know that’s no way for a man to behave
With a [C]mortgage due and a baby on the way
But [G]somehow I made it to where I’m at
[F]It’s been a living as [E]a matter of fact
I get a [Am]bad attitude from being tired and running ‘round
I [C]never ask for anyone to say they like my sound
I’v[G]e never been a part of any musical scene
I [F]ain’t just talking Nashville, if yo[E]u know what I mean
They don’[Am]t write about me in their magazines
And I don’[C]t ask for no reviews on the songs that I sing
I [G]never had a lot of friends and I’m alright by that
But [F]people keep on coming [E]back
CHORUS [C] [G] [Dm] [F] [C] [G] [Dm]
Raising [C]hell with the [G]hippies and the [Dm]cowboys
They don’[F]t care about no trends
They don’[C]t care about songs tha[G]t sell
Yeah, to[C]morrow I’ll b[G]e gone
So to[Dm]night everybody just [F]sing along
Raising [C]hell with the [G]hippies and the [Dm]cowboys
VERSE [Am] [C] [G] [F] [E]
I’ve bee[Am]n standing on the outside for all of my life
But [C]I like the view, I’m not gonna lie
Yeah, the [G]yuppies and the hipsters and the wannabe scenes
That [F]ain’t down-home t[E]o me
I like [Am]two dollar beers, I like three dollar wells
At some old [C]honkytonk bar that I know by the smell
Some old [G]drunk on a barstool on a Merle Haggard tune
[F]That’s my kind o[E]f room
CHORUS X 2 [C] [G] [Dm] [F] [C] [G] [Dm]
Raising [C]hell with the [G]hippies and the [Dm]cowboys
They don’[F]t care about no trends
They don’[C]t care about songs tha[G]t sell
Yeah, to[C]morrow I’ll b[G]e gone
So [Dm]tonight everybody just [F]sing along.
Raising [C]hell with the [G]hippies and the [Dm]cowboys
Yeah we’ll be raisin[C]g hell with th[G]e hippies and th[Dm]e cowboys
[Am] [C] [G] [F] [E] [Am]
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