Take My Hands Cifra

[Intro]
 
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[Verse 1]
 
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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]
 
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