Lone Star Cifras

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Verse 1:
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Goodbye future once so bright, meet my pregnant girlfriend
A                                  E
Watch my bank account run dry, 437 dollars spent
 
To put things back to the way they used to be
                        A
Still, I would've spent so much more
 
But 437 dollars somehow shakes all responsibility
F#m           A
But it's not easy
 
Chorus:
           F#m                          G#m
She looks me dead in the eyes and says, "Hey Brian,
       A
If you still believe in the Lord above
           E         F#m        E
Get on your hands and knees and pray for us
          A            F#m         E
Get on your hands and knees and pray for us"
 
Verse 2:
E
The past few months were pretty rough
 
A couple of times wished we both were dead
A
I never cried like that before
 
Thought my eyes would pop out of my head
E
Not just preparing for nightmares
 
Years and years I do suppose
A
Nothing feels alright now
 
The length on my hear or the fit of my clothes
F#m                     A
I'm crying like a baby, soft and nothing
 
Bridge:
F#m                         A                 E
'Cause I can leave so now what, so where do I go
               F#m           G#m                A
'Cause I can imagine myself throwing all my clothes
                            F#m         G#m     A
Inside a suitcase without bothering to fold them
               F#m            G#m                 A
'Cause I can imagine myself throwing all my clothes 
                             F#m        G#m     A
Inside a suitcase without bothering to fold them
 
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Chorus:
           F#m                          G#m
She looks me dead in the eyes and says, "Hey Brian,
       A
If you still believe in the Lord above
           E         F#m        E
Get on your hands and knees and pray for us
          A            F#m         E
Get on your hands and knees and pray for us"
         F#m         E              F#m           A
Because freshness is expected from any hip hop artist
A                           E
I avoid using traditional techniques
A                           E
I avoid using traditional techniques
A            E           A           E          A            E
Techniques, techniques, techniques, techniques, techniques, techniques
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