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1. Supernatural
2. The Tennessean (Ft. Struggle Jennings)
3. My Neck of the Woods
4. Country Cut Celebrity
5. No One (Ft. Rizzi Myers)
6. Who
7. Frozen
8. Cowboy (Ft. Carly Rogers)
9. Blah Blah (Ft. Big Murph)
10. Mohican
11. Take My Hands (Ft. Trace Cyrus)
12. Empty Grave (Ft. Rizzi Myers)
1. Supernatural
[Intro]
Cm Cm Cm Cm
Cm Cm Cm Cm
[Verse 1]
Cm
I don't enter Music City, I can't get with the program
Cm
Rather be in the barn just swayin' out to a slow jam
Cm
Or in the trees tell a story of a time upon a
Cm
Way up on a hilltop overlookin' the purple thunder
Cm
And the rain pours down, turns rivers to brown death
Cm
By landslides, when I'm takin' the game with
Cm
I'm a rapper with a raft and an army of Huck Finn's
Cm
Who grew up buck knives, attitudes, and thick skin
Cm
I got a lotta problems that I put in my lyrics
Dm
I'm sendin' them to the future when I get there I get it
Cm
And come back to the same field, protect my beginnings
Cm
Continue what I left in the country, as quiet as ever
Cm
Leavin' random chicken feathers for them people to see
Cm
Ghost Upchurch lurks, no mystery
Cm
Light an oil lamp, play with the legacy
Cm
That ended in the same spot that it started, bitch
[Chorus]
Cm Cm
I walk into the sunset, dive into the moonlight
Cm Cm
Hop a barbed wire fence just to dance with fireflies
Cm Cm
My feet in the weed, cut trails from the creek
Cm Cm
A couple of candles but they can't even handle the fact
Cm Cm
That I'm supernatural
Cm Cm
That boy's a supernatural
Cm Cm
That man's a supernatural
Cm Cm
So supernatural, supernatural
[Verse 2]
Cm
Lightnin' struck, I'm charged up
Cm
Ready for the hurricane that will come destruct
Cm
Ready to drown in the loneliness of an icon
Dm
Tell the Hall of Fame keep the motherfuckin' lights on
Cm
Til my face is in a spot where the light stays on
Cm
It's my time to spine, to the world and beyond
Cm
Lock myself in the studio while I'm writin' life longs
Cm
Yeah it's time, drop it Church, motherfucker jump on
Cm
Stay singin' in a can to a sick theme song
Cm
Fifty hairs cut with a couple blunts rolled
Cm
Me thick as a Nike in the dirt, I'm gone
Cm Gm
Tom Sawyer with this shit I need a rap that's all
[Chorus]
Cm Cm
I walk into the sunset, dive into the moonlight
Cm Cm
Hop a barbed wire fence just to dance with fireflies
Cm Cm
My feet in the weed, cut trails from the creek
Cm Cm
A couple of candles but they can't even handle the fact
Cm Cm
That I'm supernatural
Cm Cm
That boy's a supernatural
Cm
That man's a supernatural
Cm
So supernatural
Cm
Supernatural
[Outro]
Cm Dm Cm G
Cm Dm Cm G
N.C
Supernatural
N.C
Alright, hey, I'm gonna get in the shower
N.C
Do something like
N.C
Have something in the background doin' like ho oh
2. The Tennessean (Ft. Struggle Jennings)
[Intro]
Bm Bm Bm Bm
G G G G
Bm Bm D D
G G
G G
Church, Struggle
[Verse 1]
Bm Bm Am A
Damn I feel like Elvis Presley dog, paparazzi poppin' shit
D D
So many flashes in my face, I fell off in a diamond pit
D G G
I'm drippin' sweat from all my shows, and fans be takin' pictures
G D
Yeah, I do it for the movement, don't give a fuck 'bout gettin' richer
Bm Bm G
Yeah, I'm ridin' in that sleeper, Challenger, you know it's supercharged
D D D
I may have made some money, but I still reppin' them junkyards
B G
The kid from the country, who put the woods on the map
G G
100 million fuckin' plays, still ain't kissin' no ass
G Bm Bm G
You know it, bitch I'm headbangin' like I'm drunk out in a rock band
D D D
230 pounds, still jumpin' into a thousand hands
G G
Rebel flag on stage, if you don't like it leave the premises
G G B
If you hatin' cracker then, why'd you buy a ticket bitch
[Chorus]
Bm Bm
I'm probably not what you wanted, know I'm not what you need
G D D
No need to impress you, won't catch me on TV
G G G
I am what I come from and what I breathe
D D
I guess I'm the Tennessean
Bm Bm
Every time I cut a track you know I'm bleedin' orange
G D D
Every time I cut a track you know I'm bleedin' orange
D G
Yeah, I'm the Tennessean
G
Every time I cut a track you know I'm bleedin' orange
G G G
And every time I cut a track you know it's comin' from the Tennessean
[Verse 2]
B Bm Bm B
From 51st in the Verge to the Ranchettes in the K
G D D
Ashland City no omission so I'm blazin' the hay
D G G G
Tobacco barn puffin' 'til my eyes red and blue
D D
Look like a county cop car after I smoke me a doob
B Bm G
Yeah, I rollin' stoned in Rolling Stone, cussin' out that author right
D D
Well, fuck that magazine, they made us look idiots no lie
G G G
They asked me for an interview, I tell 'em give me eighty grand
G G
Then take it to my shows, throw it all out to my fuckin' fans
Bm Bm Bm G
Cause they should get the credit for this dope position that I'm in
D D D
Every time I wake up all I want to do is fuckin' win
G G
So fuck the whole game with two tatted middle fingers
G G
Don't go steppin' in my woods unless you RHECin' with me stranger
[Chorus]
Bm Bm B
I'm probably not what you wanted, know I'm not what you need
G D D
No need to impress you, won't catch me on TV
G G D
I am what I come from and what I breathe.......
D Bm
I guess I'm the Tennessean
Bm Bm
Every time I cut a track you know I'm bleedin' orange
G D
Every time I cut a track you know
D
I'm bleedin' orange, Yeah, I'm the Tennessean
G G
Every time I cut a track you know (Struggle) I'm bleedin' orange
G G
And every time I cut a track you know it's comin' from the Tennessean
[Verse 3]
Bm A G
Black feet from the concrete, always beat the street's 'til my knuckles bleed
D D
Feed the family, I'd die for that, never start a fight, but I fight back
D A G
Westside 'til they shovel dirt in a big hole out in Harpeth Hills
D D
Say I made it, now life's sweet, I can take you back to the harder years
Bm Bm G
PGK and George Strait, tried to stay straight between court dates
D D
Never made it, got a new indictment, couple warrants for me in four states
D D G
On the run, trust no one, backed in a corner with my guns out
G G
Feds rushed in, took all my money, even the silver spoon out my son mouth
Bm D G
Gotta cry, 'cause daddy gone, but a five star from granddaddy's song
D D
Outlaw shit took a lot of lives from a lot of people who was livin' wrong
D D G
Came home and I started grindin', got my family back, and changed my life
D
One thing you can bet your ass,
N.C.
Us Tennesseans never say die
[Chorus]
B Bm Bm Bm
I'm probably not what you wanted, know I'm not what you need
G D D
No need to impress you, won't catch me on TV
G G G
I am what I come from and what I breathe.......
D
I guess I'm the Tennessean
Bm Bm
Every time I cut a track you know I'm bleedin' orange
G D
Every time I cut a track you know I'm bleedin' orange, Yeah, I'm the Tennessean
G G
Every time I cut a track you know I'm bleedin' orange
G G Bm
And every time I cut a track you know it's comin' from the Tennessean
Bm
Tennessean, Tennessean, Tennessean
[Outro]
G D D G
G G G Bm
Bm G D D
G G G
3. My Neck of the Woods
[Intro]
C#m G#m F#m F#m
C#m G#m F#m F#m
[Chorus]
C#m G#m
A dually kickin' up dust on a one lane road
A A
Joe Diffie tunes hummin' out the radio
A C#m G#m
And the night so young as we are right now
F#m A A C#m
Sittin' frozen in time on the edge of town
C#m G#m A
The water tower says the same thing
A C#m
John Deere Green with the same names
G#m A A
A little faded but it still looks good
A C#m C#m
In my neck of the woods, neck of the woods
G#m A A
My neck of the woods (my neck of the woods)
A
In my neck of the woods
[Verse 1]
C#m G#m
There's stop signs that I ran through like Richard Petty at Daytona
A F#m F#m
Black marks where I slammed the brakes, where that blacktop first had meat on it
C#m G#m
Doing 75 in a 35 with a spray painted 3 off on the side
F#m F#m
Jammin' out to that cassette tape, yellin' country boys we can survive
C#m C#m G#m
We all wanted to be Duke boys, lookin' for a Jeep with Daisy in it
F#m F#m F#m
Barefoot bandit since day one, plenty underpasses with a past in it
C#m C#m G#m
Them rope swings ain't been used in ten years and that's no lie
F#m F#m F#m
But that swimmin' hole still look ice cold and this place ain't aged a day in time
[Chorus]
C#m G#m
Dually kickin' up dust on a one lane road
A A
Joe Diffie tunes hummin' out the radio
A C#m G#m
And the night so young as we are right now
F#m A A A C#m
Sittin' frozen in time on the edge of town
G#m A
The water tower says the same thing
A A C#m
John Deere Green with the same names
G#m A
A little faded but it still looks good
A A C#m G#m
In my neck of the woods, neck of the woods
A
My neck of the woods (my neck of the woods)
A
In my neck of the woods
[Verse 2]
A C#m G#m A
If I die you can see the artwork on my skin that tells the life I lived
F#m F#m
See the marks I left through all these songs I wrote when I'sa kid
C#m G#m F#m
And look back at the pictures of these sold out shows across the states
F#m F#m
When I put these boots up, yeah, I've danced across a couple dusty stages
C#m G#m Am
And I look back at the town and play a record from like 30 back
Am Am
Play Rollin' Stoned a couple times and still roll up a joint so fat
C#m G#m
I'll be rockin' and rollin' in a rocking chair made of wood
F#m F#m
Lookin' at the water tower road with the hill right by the sun come
[Chorus]
F#m C#m G#m
Dually kickin' up dust on a one lane road
A A
Joe Diffie tunes hummin' out the radio
C#m G#m
And the night so young as we are right now
A A A C#m
Sittin' frozen in time on the edge of town
G#m A
The water tower says the same thing
A A C#m
John Deere Green with the same names
G#m A
A little faded but it still looks good
A C#m
In my neck of the woods, neck of the woods
G#m A A
My neck of the woods (my neck of the woods)
A
In my neck of the woods
[Bridge]
C#m G#m
My neck of the woods, my end of the road
A F#m
That football field that we practiced on
F#m C#m G#m
Had that parkin' lot hoppin' on a Friday night at Sonic
F#m F#m C#m
Til the neon lights were down and a field party started
[Outro]
G#m F#m
In my neck of the woods
Am C#m
In my neck of the woods
G#m F#m
In my neck of the woods......
F#m C#m
My neck of the woods (my neck of the woods)
G#m A A C#m
G#m F#m A A
C#m G#m A A
C#m G#m F#m A A
4. Country Cut Celebrity
[Pre-Chorus]
Cm Cm
I'm paranoid now, everywhere that I go
Cm Cm
I check the doors all through my house, I'm leavin' all my guns loaded
Cm Cm
I'm stayin' up 'til three with the heater like Tony Montana
Cm
I guess it's what happens when you make
N.C.
A poor boy from the country a celebrity
[Chorus]
Cm Cm
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you, a county cut celebrity
Cm Cm
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you, a county cut celebrity
Cm Cm Cm
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you, a county cut celebrity, yeah
Cm
Church a county cut celebrity
[Verse 1]
Cm Cm
I still pump my own gas and I still cut my own grass
Cm Cm
Still get arrested just the same for that weed smell in the dash
Cm Cm
And I get judged and picked apart, prolly way more than average
Cm
It made me antisocial and a fuckin'
N.C.
Sociable savage, and I can
Cm Cm
Take my thoughts up in my brain and turn 'em to a weapon (brbrbr)
Cm Cm
I disected hip-hop on a table in paw paw's tool shed
Cm Cm
I took summertime crickets, added some bass and a snare
Cm
Now everyone from coast to coast,
N.C.
Slow-mo when they stare Yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Cm Cm
I'm paranoid now, everywhere that I go
Cm Cm
I check the doors all through my house, I'm leavin' all my guns loaded
Cm Cm
I'm stayin' up 'til three with the heater like Tony Montana
Cm
I guess it's what happens when you make
N.C.
A poor boy from the country a celebrity
[Chorus]
Cm Cm
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you, a county cut celebrity
Cm Cm
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you, a county cut celebrity
Cm Cm Cm
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you, a county cut celebrity, yeah....
Cm
Yeah...A county cut celebrity
[Verse 2]
Cm Cm
I went from Nissan hard bodies with some holes in the rust
Cm Cm
To Vettes with Lamborghini doors, camo wrapped in the cut
Cm Cm
Them leather jackets like a greaser, work shirts with them paint stains (you know it)
Cm Cm
From a trailer with no septic, to a mansion estate man
Cm Cm
I did it with the hands that slapped paint on the baseboards
Cm Cm
Now they gotta watch me paint Dixie on the top of the billboard
Cm
Yeah, the country just showed up
Cm
To the fuckin' hip-hop awards, I drove here in a
N.C.
Cadillac, white on white with the
N.C.
Bull horn (you know it)
[Pre-Chorus]
Cm Cm
I'm paranoid now, everywhere that I go
Cm Cm
I check the doors all through my house, I'm leavin' all my guns loaded
Cm Cm
I'm stayin' up 'til three with the heater like Tony Montana
Cm Cm
I guess it's what happens when you make a poor boy from the country a celebrity
[Chorus]
Cm Cm
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you, a county cut celebrity
Cm Cm
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you, a county cut celebrity
Cm Cm Cm
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you, a county cut celebrity, yeah......
Cm
A county cut celebrity
[Verse 3]
Cm Cm
On some real shit, don't be no one but yourself
Cm Cm
The artists that followed the light end up the dust on the shelf
Cm Cm
Bein' a slave for some guy who don't know shit about music
Cm Cm
Take the power and money and forever will go abuse it
Cm Cm
Find a dream, keep the dream, wrong dreams ain't that bad
Cm Cm
Gives you something to work for because life goes by way too fast
Cm Cm
And life's a wind that speeds up, and God dangit 'fore you know it
Cm Cm
The time starts to fly with it, take your goals and go focus
C5
Go focus, go focus, go focus,
N.C.
Go focus, go focus, go focus
5. No One (Ft. Rizzi Myers)
[Intro]
Dm Dm Dm Dm
F5 F5
[Verse 1]
Cm Cm
My whole life is on camera, shit, I wake up to a lens
Cm Dm Dm
As my fame steady climbs, I'm just decreasin' in friends
Cm Cm
Yeah, I go on the states and only come out at night
Cm Cm
I ride around alone because I trust nobody in sight
Cm Dm
And everybody want a selfie, then they ask if I'm taggin'
Cm Cm Dm
Cause the world's a thirsty ratchet, like fifty percent of Snapchat
Cm Cm
And everybody a dog barkin' at me like they all starvin'
Cm Cm
I put 'em down like the pound, so they ain't bitin' off nothin'
[Chorus]
Cm Cm Cm Csus2
You know I'll just close my eyes
Cm Cm
Got me so damn high
C C
And I ain't comin' down for no one
C C
No, I ain't comin' down for no one
Dm Dm Dm
You know I'll just close my eyes
Dm
Got me so damn high
C C
No, I ain't comin' down for no one
C C
No, I ain't comin' down for no one
[Verse 2]
Dm Dm Cm
When I was at the bottom people wished me the best
Cm Cm
And now I'm halfway to the top they got a knife to my neck
Cm Cm
They actin' like I owe 'em somethin' more than mutual respect
Cm Cm
They wanna come to my house and sleep in my motherfuckin' bed
Cm Cm
Just because I'm poppin' that don't mean I tango with danger
Cm Cm
I don't let folks invade my privacy to satisfy a stranger
Cm Cm C
So if you come to my house, I better recognize your face
C C
Or you got seconds to explain before you're targets on a range
[Chorus]
Cm Cm Cm
You know I'll just close my eyes
Cm
Got me so damn high
C C
And I ain't comin' down for no one
C C
No, I ain't comin' down for no one
Dm Gm Cm Cm
You know I'll just close my eyes
Cm Dm
Got me so damn high
C C
No, I ain't comin' down for no one
C C
No, I ain't comin' down for no one
[Verse 3]
Cm Cm
I went from drivin' shit that broke down every week from overheatin'
Cm Cm Dm
Now the shit I drive is classic and I ain't got no open seats
C C
And I can't hear a thing they're sayin' 'cause my mind is in another zone
C C
That don't involve me chasin' women, gettin' high and writin' songs
Cm Cm
Yeah, fuck these boots, here you can have 'em, take this watch it doesn't work
Cm Cm
It's time I stop watchin' that thing 'cause when it ticks I'm writin' bars
C C
And if I keep progressin' at this rate my brain gon' blow a gasket
C C
Then the oil leaks out my ears and then will start to slowly drain
[Bridge]
Cm Cm
So, let me take a second to save you hatin' face for extra fuel
Cm Cm
My tank is past the F that I won't ever have to give to you
C C
And if you say I changed it lets me know I'm still climbin'
C C
Middle finger to the game I'm blazin' trails y'all on the highway
[Chorus]
Cm Cm Cm
You know I'll just close my eyes
Cm Cm
Got me so damn high
C C
And I ain't comin' down for no one
C C
No, I ain't comin' down for no one
Dm Gm Cm Cm
You know I'll just close my eyes
Cm Dm
Got me so damn high
C C
No, I ain't comin' down for no one
C C D
No, I ain't comin' down for no one
[Outro]
Dm Bbm D D5
6. Who
[Intro]
N.C.
Hahaha Church
[Pre-Chorus]
Dm7
Bitch we ain't playin' in the same dirt
Dm
Bitch we ain't hangin' 'round the same folks
Dm7
Everybody with me got kitchen tattoos
Gm
And a heater so hot, watch the shower head burst
Dm7
They don't wanna see me win, they know that's a fact
Gm Dm
They wanna get a knife and stick it in my back
Dm7
But they ain't close enough or got the balls to act
Gm Dm
So when I'm lookin' at ya I'm like who the fuck is that, Hahaha
[Chorus]
Gm Dm
Who the... who the fuck is that? (that,that,that,)
Gm Dm7
Yeah, who the... who the fuck is that?, I don't know, I don't know
Gm
Who the... who the fuck is that?
Dm7
I don't know, I don't know
Gm
I said, who the... who the fuck is...
[Verse 1]
Dm
Started out with nothin', truck eat up in rust and
Gm
Thought they wouldn't accept me, then I felt like fuck it
Dm
You can't tell me nothin' country, country bumpkin
Gm
Puttin' wagon wheels up on a fuckin' Cutlass
Dm
You can suck my rooster, yeah I got the scratch
N.C.
I'm fightin' 'til I'm dead, I'm comin' with the gaffs
N.C.
If you can't speak my language, we can't hang for that
N.C.
I'm from the dirty dirty, filthy in the back
Dm7
Bitch I hang with folks who don't got Instagram
Gm
But I can make you disappear for 50 grand
Dm7
Robert E Lee with the shit 'cause I'm the man
N.C.
Leader of the south, just read it on my hand
Dm Dm7
Our middle fingers up, they blow for fuck you mode
Gm
Ain't a person in the game I'll ever owe
Dm7
Keep the south high, livin' in the gold
Gm
Cheatham County shit, Pond Creek Road
[Pre-Chorus]
Dm Dm7
Bitch we ain't playin' in the same dirt
Gm
Bitch we ain't hangin' 'round the same folks
Dm Dm7
Everybody with me got kitchen tattoos
Gm
And a heater so hot, watch the shower head burst
Dm7 Dm7
They don't wanna see me win, they know that's a fact
Gm Ebm
They wanna get a knife and stick it in my back
Dm Dm7
But they ain't close enough or got the balls to act
Gm Dm
So when I'm lookin' at ya I'm like who the fuck is that, Hahaha
[Chorus]
Gm Dm
Who the... who the fuck is that? (that, that, that)
Gm Dm7
Yeah, who the... who the fuck is that?
Dm7
I don't know, I don't know
Gm Cm Dm
Who the... who the fuck is that?
Dm
I don't know, I don't know
Gm
I said, who the... who the fuck is...
[Verse 2]
N.C.
Overall or over ball, rockin' overalls
N.C.
Comin' at ya hot with a sawed off and nine jaw
N.C.
I feel like the shit, back side of a horse stall
N.C.
Then I stay gallopin' like a immortal horse y'all
N.C.
I stayed the course for no remorse
N.C.
With a bucket on my head with a couple of sharp swords
N.C.
I'm lurkin' and lookin' who I'm gonna go hunt more
N.C.
Like Church why the hell you draggin' me to the dock for?
N.C.
I don't know bro
Dm Dm7
Man I been a little off the rocker
Gm
I wanna eat a rapper like he's sponsored by Betty Crocker
Dm7
You motherfucker And I don't wanna hear it with that 'I'm too good now'
Gm
The fame done got me and my fame done fanned out
Dm7
And other rappers tryin' to come at me and act out
Gm
Country rap in no position to needin' a rough draft
Dm7
Upchurch with the heat, on fire, won't dry out
Gm
Got a barn of tobacco packin' up my foul mouth, eh
[Pre-Chorus]
Dm7
Bitch we ain't playin' in the same dirt
Gm
Bitch we ain't hangin' 'round the same folks
Dm Dm7
Everybody with me got kitchen tattoos
Gm7
And a heater so hot, watch the shower head burst
Dm7
They don't wanna see win they know that's a fact
Gm
They wanna get a knife and stick it in my back
Dm7
But they ain't close enough or got the balls to act
Gm Dm Dm7 Dm
So when I'm lookin' at ya I'm like who the fuck is that, Hahaha
[Chorus]
Gm Dm7
Who the... who the fuck is that? (that, that, that)
Gm Dm7
Yeah, who the... who the fuck is that?
Dm7
I don't know, I don't know
Gm
Who the... who the fuck is that?
Dm7
I don't know, I don't know
Gm
I said, who the... who the fuck is...
7. Frozen
[Intro]
B5 Bm Bm A
D D Bm
Yeah
Bm
Church
Bm E D B Bm
Huh
[Verse 1]
Bm C#m
Started out with not shit
C#m E A
F-150 rust bucket lookin' nasty, the damn thing wouldn't shift
E
No antenna in that bitch
C# Bm Bm
So the FM radio stayed with static on the guitar riffs
C#m
I could barely hear the song that was hot
Em A
Gas tanks they burnin' a fuckin' hole in my pocket
E E
Everybody said it was an impossible long shot
A Bm
But I've been shootin' guns since a little kid could walk
C#m
And I've been puttin' together words since I could talk
E A
And now I'm walkin' and talkin' security with walkie-talkies
E C#
That follow me through rockin' bodies of people I acknowledge
Bm
So don't tell me I don't know the definition of a prodigy
C#
But probably, honestly, I'm the last of a breed
C# E A
Lurkin' through the woods smokin' on some dank ass weed
E
Now I don't worry 'bout what the world thinks of me
B Bm Bm
Cause I don't think about the world on the daily either, uh
[Chorus]
D G D
Cause I get lost in my own mind
B B Em
And in my mind there is no time
E G B
It's all frozen over
D Bm
Until I thaw my emotion
B G
And when I step into the zone
D B
I'm a human on a throne
D D
Stayin' connected through a mobile phone (Mobile phone)
B B G
Why's everyone lookin' at me
D
Cause I'm timeless, like my mind feel
D B
Go make the minute hand freeze
[Verse 2]
C#m
Minute hand, minute hand, gimme just a minute man
E A
Cause people are forgettin' why I'm even fuckin' in it, damn
E D
People say I've changed, but with time that's a given
Bm
They want me up in the nest, but never flyer than the pigeon
D C#
But they hate it when you don't make it
Em
And they pick apart what you've done
E A
And criticize your mo'fuckin' work ethic
E
Where I come from, I don't wanna go back
Bm
I'm swingin' like Rocky, all the way across the whole map
Bm C#m
And if you hatin' on me let the hate hate on
E A
You're puttin' fire in the wood stove for my next song
E Bm
More coal for the heat now, I'm runnin' this old plow
Bm
And diggin' the ditches, now find my for that soul sound
C#
From nothin' to somethin', from no spark to slick
E
Buzzin' from ghosts in the mall to takin' pictures in public
E B
It really is somethin', 'cause I'm simple, lonely and rustic
Bm Bm
And used to be the man paintin' dreams outta the paint bucket, eh
[Chorus]
D G D B
Cause I get lost in my own mind
B B Em
And in my mind there is no time
Em B
It's all frozen over
B Bm
Until I thaw my emotion
Bm E G
And when I step into the zone
D B
I'm a human on a throne
B B
Stayin' connected through a mobile phone (Mobile phone)
Bm Em
Why's everyone lookin' at me
D
Cause I'm timeless, like my mind feel
D D C#
Go make the minute hand freeze
[Outro]
C#m E E C#
Bm C#m C#m Em
E D Bm
8. Cowboy (Ft. Carly Rogers)
[Intro]
Am C F E
Am C F E Am
[Chorus]
Am C
Take me to the wild wild west
F E Am
I'll wear my finest dress to your midnight rodeo
Am C
Take me on your fastest ride
F F E
Like Bonnie and Clyde down the darkest back road
Am Am C F E
I'll keep on holdin' tight to you until we see tomorrow
Am Am C
Up and down, round and round, eight seconds ain't enough
F E Am
And I can't help it but, I'm in love with a cowboy
[Verse]
Am
The only time you see me is when the thunder clashes
Am C
In the middle of the night with the wolves in action
F
And despite a dead body, you straight up makin' her say
F E Am
I'm in love, I'm in love with a cowboy
Am
She's in love with a mystery, if I do point blank
Am C
Cause I stay ridin' through towns, like I don't ever even stay
F
I'm just cruisin' the coast with about five hundred horses
F E
No brakes at my feet 'cause all I know is to floor it
Am
And she stands at the porch askin' why can't I go
Am C
I tell her flirtin' with disaster is something that I know
F
I'll be back when the sun sinks down in the hills
F E
Trenchcoat pulled tight, six gun on my hip
Am
Lit Marlboro Red hangin' out of my lips
Am C
Call me the Lonesome Dove, I disappear in the mist
F
Of the Clydesdale hooves click clack to a swamp song
F E Am
By the time I told her, you know I'll already be gone (Gone)
[Chorus]
Am C
Take me to the wild wild west
F E Am
I'll wear my finest dress to your midnight rodeo
Am C
Take me on your fastest ride
F F E
Like Bonnie and Clyde down the darkest back road
Am Am C F F C
I'll keep on holdin' tight to you until we see tomorrow
Am Am C
Up and down, round and round, eight seconds ain't enough
F F E Am
And I can't help it but, I'm in love with a cowboy
[Verse]
Am
The wild west is a land for a gamblin' man
Am C
But no pretty lady holds two rough hands
F
Cause these hands got a quick draw for these stars
F E
Hit the bullseye point blank, one shot from afar
Am
These boots been through the kill and hot mud
Am C
I leave the heartbreak to the dive of the FL
F
When I turn on that road put on the fancy dress
F E Am
And slip them high heels on, put that sequin to rest, uh
[Bridge]
Am C
I'll take you to the wild wild west
F F E
Where they gunsling the best and the whiskey's like gasoline
Am Am C
Make me runaway with you in a smoky saloon
F F E Am
And make up for the nights that I was missin' you
[Chorus]
Am C
Take me to the wild wild west
F F E Am
I'll wear my finest dress to your midnight rodeo
Am C
Take me on your fastest ride
F F E
Like Bonnie and Clyde down the darkest back road
Am Am C F F E
I'll keep on holdin' tight to you until we see tomorrow
Am Am C
Up and down, round and round, eight seconds ain't enough
F F
And I can't help it but
E Am Am C F
I'm in love with a cowboy
F E Am
I'm in love, I'm in love with a cowboy
[Outro]
Am C F E
Am C F E
Am C F E
Am C F E
Am C F E
Am C F
9. Blah Blah (Ft. Big Murph)
[Chorus]
Gm Eb Gm
I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove box
Gm Eb
That thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blah
Gm Eb Gm
I stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rock
Gm Eb
When I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk (Creek Squad)
[Verse 1]
Gm Eb
51-50 Pond Creek Road reppin' for real (You know it)
F Gm Eb
Barefoot bandit, dirty feet, confederate bandana still (All day)
Gm Eb
Creek squad 'til I'm dirt, black marks from a hearse
Gm Gm Eb
When I die I'm gonna be a legend in the outskirts (Ah yeah)
Gm Gm Eb
Yeah my swag is so filthy, the Huck Finn of the whole industry
Gm Gm Eb
Hood folks be actin' sketchy and the yuppies not into me (They not)
Gm Gm Eb
White boy with a voice, with an accent thicker than honey (Ah yeah)
Gm Gm Gm
Smokes more than Willie Nelson and got guns like the Army (brbrbrbrah)
[Chorus]
Gm Eb Gm
I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove box
Gm Eb
That thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blah
Gm Eb Gm
I stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rock
Gm Eb
When I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk
Gm Eb Gm
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
Gm Eb
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
Gm G Gm
You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah
Gm Eb
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
[Verse 2]
Gm
I come from that region
Eb
Where they'll pop you for no reason
Gm Gm
Throw them hands and now you leakin'
Eb
Like the cracks up in my ceilin'
Gm
This the land of dirty dealin's
Eb
My kush is medically healin'
Gm Gm
Bitch boy stay up out your feelin's
Eb
That sucker shit's unappealin' (Nah)
Gm
I stay on my block block
Eb Gm
Weed off in my sock sock
Gm
Haters like to talk talk
Eb
All I hear is blah blah
Gm
My shotty go blah blah
Gm
You swear like a box box
Gm
Bitch you know I rock rock
G Gm
Got this shit on lock lock
[Chorus]
Gm Eb Gm
I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove box
Eb G
That thing in someone elses name, the safety of that blah blah
Gm Eb
I stay on my block block, bitches know I rock rock
Gm Eb
When I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk
Gm Eb Gm
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
Eb
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
Gm Gm
You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah
Gm Eb
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
[Verse 3]
Gm Eb
I see rappers waste their time with their nose somewhere else
Gm Eb
Another county, 'nother state, but not protectin' their belt
Gm Eb
In every woods and hoods prolly got a damn culture to see
Gm Gm Gm
This is the meltin' pot so won't you come and smoke one with me
Gm Eb
I'm just a dirty white boy from the middle of Tennessee
Gm Gm Eb
I don't bite unless I want your jugular to bleed
Gm Gm Gm
And if you're lookin' for a interview, I'll be in the trees
Gm G
Pull on that YZ walkin' wheelies all the way down the street
[Chorus]
Gm Eb Gm
I'll be ridin' down to the yellas flash, no title in the glove box
Gm Eb
That thing in someone elses name, the safety off that blah blah
Gm Eb Gm
I stay on my blah block block, bitches know I rock rock
Gm Eb
When I hit the stage all them haters gonna do is talk talk
Gm Eb Gm
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
Gm Eb
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah
Gm G Gm
You know I keep that heater on me and that thing go blah blah
Gm Eb Gm
I stay on my blah blah, I stay on my blah blah blah
[Outro]
Eb Gm Gm D Gbm
Gbm Fm C Ebm
10. Mohican
[Intro]
A C#m A A
[Chorus]
C#m C#m
Dear man (Dear man) in the woods (In the woods)
A A
The one with the silhouette covering up the moon
C#m C#m
Why you here (Why you here), ain't you cold (Ain't you cold)
A A
You know the television man said it's 'bout 20 below
C#m C#m
Why won't you budge (Why won't you budge) or talk to me from afar
A A
But as soon as I spoke he disappeared in the dark
C#m C#m
Mohican,
A A
The last Mohican......., the last Mohican
[Verse 1]
C#m
So one night me and a couple my buddies
C#m
Were cruisin' these roads that we never have seen
A
Still in Cheatham County this is back when
A
I was just turnin' 'bout 17
C#m
Yeah we went to a party and ended up leavin'
C#m
Cause word had it cops were already on the route
A
Had a ounce of grass in my toolbox
A
So we went down a patch where there wasn't any houses
C#m
Pulled over with the dome light
C#m
Glean of smoke rollin' out of that stock Ranger
A
Suddenly my spine felt a sense of danger
A
And I turnt around and seen a black figure
C#m
7 feet tall with a trench coat
C#m
Long beard lookin' like a lumberjack
A
Slowly comin' out the smokey woods
A
With a heavy axe and a solid hat
[Chorus]
C#m C#m
Dear man (Dear man) in the woods (In the woods)
A A
The one with the silhouette covering up the moon
C#m C#m
Why you here (Why you here), ain't you cold (Ain't you cold)
A A
You know the television man said it's 'bout 20 below
C#m C#m
Why won't you budge (Why won't you budge) or talk to me from afar
A A
But as soon as I spoke he disappeared in the dark
C#m C#m
Mohican,
A A
The last Mohican........, the last Mohican
[Verse 2]
C#m
I was frozen solid by what I was seein'
C#m
Sam in the truck, yellin' fuck it let's leave
A
My body was paralyzed, tongue couldn't speak
A
And I fell in the mud when I dropped to my knees
C#m
I just seen a ghost, something I don't believe in
C#m
I just heard some words that weren't coming from me
A
He said you on my land but this road has no resident
A
Then he said I've been here since 1870
C#m
I'm stuck in this world 'cause I haven't been heavenly
C#m
Lurkin' these trees, yes I'm kinda devilish
A
Quit walkin' the woods at the witchin' time boy
A
You shouldn't be here so don't make me annoyed
C#m
I jumped in my truck, you know I wasn't stayin'
C#m
But sometimes I wonder, you know what I'm sayin'
A
I wish I woulda got to talk to the man
A
Who didn't exist in my rearview mirror
[Chorus]
C#m C#m
Dear man (Dear man) in the woods (In the woods)
A A
The one with the silhouette covering up the moon
C#m C#m
Why you here (Why you here), ain't you cold (Ain't you cold)
A A
You know the television man said it's 'bout 20 below
C#m C#m
Why won't you budge (Why won't you budge) or talk to me from afar
A A
But as soon as I spoke he disappeared in the dark
C#m C#m
Mohican,
A A
The last Mohican........, the last Mohican
[Verse 3]
C#m
Dear man in the woods I wish I got a name
C#m
So I could understand some of your pain
A
Like why'd you emerge on me late that night
A
I've been thinkin' 'bout that for like 10 years now
C#m
Still cruise that backroad just to see if you're here
C#m
But all that I see is some white tail deer
A
Hell maybe you saved me, if you did I'm sincere
A
From yours truly, that really scared kid
[Outro]
C#m C#m
A A C#m C#m
The last Mohican......., The last Mohican
A A C#m
The last Mohican......., The last Mohican
11. Take My Hands (Ft. Trace Cyrus)
[Intro]
Dm Bb Dm C
[Verse 1]
Dm
Bitch I've been on my kick, like Joe Rogan on gym days
Bb
Pickin' off the ticks crawlin' on me for free waves
Dm
But I'm drownin' these leeches in the water that they survived in
C
Poisonin' your mind like MK Ultra but times ten
Dm
You wanna mess with the black magic, while I strike matches
Bb
In briar patches, with rattlesnake fangs hissin' at ya
Dm
Makin' your heart rate go faster until your spirit explodes
Bb
Hell, I cover up my problems by the dump truck load
[Chorus]
Dm
Drink until we blackout we're wanted in the club
Bb
They say I live too fast but I say I'm livin' good
Dm
Spend a lot of cash lifted trucks out in the woods
Bb
I'm swervin' off the bourbon and I'm so misunderstood
Dm
Temple of the church in my rear view mirror
Bb
Now smokin' that fire and we can't see clearer
Dm
Look into the barrel, shotgun in my hand
C
I'm searchin' for the answers, God, come and take my hands
Dm
God, come and take my hands
[Verse 2]
Dm
I went from bein' a farm boy, to bein' the farm boy
Bb
With a million cameras always followin' me through the dark fold
Dm
When the curtain opens up it's like they 'spect a new Elvis
C
I'm the one and only Church, leave the suede in Memphis
Dm
Cause I'm too dirty for radio, too grimy for country
Bb
Television shows talk to me like I'm stupid or somethin'
Dm
And motherfucker I'm gold, even if my records don't turn
Bb
Cause all I need is tobacco fields and a tractor that runs
Dm
So before you attach to me like a six foot bush hog
Bb
Real recognize real like war vets and outlaws
Dm
I got somethin' you ain't got and somethin' you can't even learn
Bb
The Tennessee that say fuck y'all, roll one and burn
[Chorus]
Dm
Drink until we blackout we're wanted in the club
Bb
They say I live too fast but I say I'm livin' good
Dm
Spend a lot of cash lifted trucks out in the woods
Bb
I'm swervin' off the bourbon and I'm so misunderstood
Dm
Temple of the church in my rear view mirror
Bb
Now smokin' that fire and we can't see clearer
Dm
Look into the barrel, shotgun in my hand
C
I'm searchin' for the answers, God, come and take my hands
Dm
God, come and take my hands
[Outro]
Bb Dm C Dm
Bb Dm Bb Dm
Bb Dm
12. Empty Grave (Ft. Rizzi Myers)
[Intro]
Em Bm C D
Em Bm C D
Em
[Chorus]
Bm C
Everyone's time's gonna fade away..
D Em
Dust to dust and Amazing Grace....
Bm C
Only thing I'm leaving is my last name....
D
Oh, and an empty grave
[Verse 1]
Em
One day I'll be in a box I ain't talkin' about a grave
Bm
I'm talkin' 'bout a box of greatest hits I made along the way
C
Found on a dirt road 'cause I ain't never had shit paved
D
And when the roots grow back I'll be a mystery per se
Em
No askin' folks in Nashville 'cause I refuse to go and sign
Bm
Walked in houses of legends that made a impact on your life
C
Takin' advice from people who have platinum records with Slim Shady
D
Went on vacation with country superstars even though I'm crazy
Em
And on a psycho social roller coaster, no seat belts doin' loops
Bm
My mind got a vault like a doomsday preppin' loony toon
C
Stay boucin' off these walls like my house is made of gymnastic mats
D
And I'll be rappin' 'til I'm 90 out of shape with cataracts
Em
Cause I ain't got to see a road to cut a trail and make a path
Bm
I'm 27 and I know this whole city feelin' my wrath
C
Just wait 'til I'm 30 and fine tuned like a Stratocaster
D Em
I'm not biodegradable still the cleanest white trash and I'm Church
[Chorus]
Bm C
Everyone's time's gonna fade away..
D Em
Dust to dust and Amazing Grace...
Bm C
Only thing I'm leaving is my last name...
D
Oh, and an empty grave
[Verse 2]
Em
Most people in denial about the timeline of life
Bm
The burnin' of a flame one goes out then one goes up and strikes
C
I stepped into the shallow water knowin' one day I'll drown
D
To the noise of screamin' voices and Instagram shutter sounds
Em
Right now for me it's just now, startin' to get kinda loud
Bm
I'm gettin' pointed out in malls from a couple surroundin' crowds
C
People threatin' to jump me and want to show up to my house
D
You're creatin' a crazy person with loaded guns in his house
Em
And everyday that passes I'm becomin'
Bm
More intelligent to social negligence, No matter what the cadence is
C
All I see is some adjectives, I'm drastically paintin' you cinematic action
D
Mixed with words I scrambled off of every part of the alphabet
Em
How gooder can I get I think the game is hibernatin'
Bm
Or overdosed on manufactured faces and sound waves
C
So won't you put me in that box and put my voice in one that's separate
D Em
One's a death box the other's gonna be a livin' statement and they know it
[Chorus]
Bm C
Everyone's time's gonna fade away..
D Em
Dust to dust and Amazing Grace...
Bm C
Only thing I'm leaving is my last name....
D
Oh, and an empty grave
[Verse 3]
Em
Knock, knock. Who's there? It's the end of your career
Bm
Yeah what's up you motherfucker been waitin' to see you here
C
I've been dyin' to meet you and that's really no pun intended
D
I've met every goal I wanted made the impact for my people
Em
And held them southern roots before every song that I made
Bm
And got invited to show up and attend the CMA'S
C
But my ass never went I went ghost when they called me to that stage
D
Cause I don't need people to clap to make me proud of my name
Em
To make me proud of my songs, to make me proud of my lyrics
Bm
I was built out of southern spirit only found in the thicket
C
My bloodline the thickest, fuck all the fame and the riches
D
That shit all fades away but not the voice of a legend who's preachin'
Em
And that's why they call me Church, cross my heart hope to die
Bm
Stick a needle in my eye, and have to do it three times
C
To even almost make me blind, 'cause my third one don't even blink
D
So I see you before you see yourself when you try comin' for me
Em
Church
[Chorus]
Bm C
Everyone's time's gonna fade away..
D Em
Dust to dust and Amazing Grace....
Bm C
Only thing I'm leaving is my last name...
D E5
Oh, and an empty grave...
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