Artist: | Tyler Childers (English) |
User: | mackiel@msn.com |
Duration: | 130 seconds |
Delay: | 12 seconds |
Chord names: | Not defined |
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Comment: | - |
[Verse]
D
Early in the morning when the sun does rise
C G
Layin’ in the bed with bloodshot eyes
D
Late in the evening when the sun sinks low
C G
That’s about the time my rooster crows
[Verse]
D
I got women up and down this creek
C G
And they keep me going and my engine clean
D
Run me ragged but I don’t fret
C G
Cause there ain’t been one slow me down none yet
[Chorus]
D
Get me drinkin’ that moonshine
C G
Get me higher than the grocery bill
D
Take my troubles to the high wall
C G
Throw ‘em in the river and get your fill
D
We been sniffin’ that cocaine
C G
Ain’t nothin’ better when the wind cuts cold
D
Lord it’s a mighty hard living
C G
But a damn good feelin’ to run these roads
[Verse]
D
I got people try to tell me Red
C G
Keep this livin’ and you’ll wind up dead
D
Cast your troubles on the lord of lords
C G
Wind up layin’ on a coolin’ board
[Verse]
D
But I got buddies up at White House Road
C G
And they keep me struttin’ when my feet hang low
D
Rot gut whiskey gonna ease my pain
C G
And all this runnin’s gonna keep me sane
[Chorus]
D
Get me drinkin’ that moonshine
C G
Get me higher than the grocery bill
D
Take my troubles to the high wall
C G
Throw ‘em in the river and get your fill
D
We been sniffin’ that cocaine
C G
Ain’t nothin’ better when the wind cuts cold
D
Lord it’s a mighty hard living
C G
But a damn good feelin’ to run these roads
C G
It’s a damn good feelin’ to run these roads
[Verse]
D
When you lay me in the cold hard clay
C G
Won’t you sing them hymns while the banjo plays
D
Tell them ladies that they ought not frown
C G D
Cause there ain’t been nothing ever held me down
[Bridge]
G
Lawman, women, or a shallow grave
G
Same old blues, just a different day
[Chorus]
D
Get me drinkin’ that moonshine
C G
Get me higher than the grocery bill
D
Take my troubles to the high wall
C G
Throw ‘em in the river and get your fill
D
We been sniffin’ that cocaine
C G
Ain’t nothin’ better when the wind cuts cold
D
Lord it’s a mighty hard living
C G D
But a damn good feelin’ to run these roads
[Outro]
C G D
It’s a damn good feelin’ to run these roads
C G D
It’s a damn good feelin’ to run these roads