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Verse 1BmJim Bob drinks his coffee with a PGall Mall and a Keystone
SF#its out on his front porch with his fBmlea-infested dogs
CBmaught a little shrapnel from some bGoom-boom in his knee bone
PF#ops?a?half?a Percocet to?Bmkeep the hurtin'?off
And they say, "BmJim Bob, go to work, quit lGivin' for the buzz
EmJim Bob, go to church," but JGim Bob never does
Bm"We don't wanna see you wGaste your life away"
He lEmights another cigarette and aGll he's got to say isChorus"BmAll I wanna do until they lGay my body down's
Take my pF#ills, pay my bills, blow the Bmrest all on some Crown
Fill this BBmoone and Crockett holler with 'CounGtry Boy Can Survive'
Get ****** F#up on my back forty, point my pBmistol to the sky
Make it go Bmpow-pow-pow, somebody gotta go, 'GWow, wow, wow
That boy's got some dF#emons, he's a h?athen
Put him Bmat a pew, he needs som? Jesus Bmnow, now, now'
I don't know how, how, hGow or when it will be
F#All I know's I'm gonna live this rBmedneck life until it kBmills me"InterludeBm
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Verse 2BmJim Bob's got his name already wrGitten on some granite
F#Main Street Cemetery, undernBmeath the water oak
He Bmsays he never seen it 'cause he hGates them city limits
In the bF#ack of a black Cadillac's the Bmonly way he'll go, and he goesChorus"BmAll I wanna do until they lGay my body down's
Take my pF#ills, pay my bills, blow the Bmrest all on some Crown
Fill this BBmoone and Crockett holler with 'CountGry Boy Can Survive'
Get ****** F#up on my back forty, point my pBmistol to the sky
Make it go pBmow-pow-pow, somebody gotta go, 'GWow, wow, wow
That boy's got some dF#emons, he's a heathen
Put him Bmat a pew, he needs some Jesus Bmnow, now, now'
I don't know how, how, hGow or when it will be
F#All I know's I'm gonna live this rBmedneck life until it kBmills me"Instrumental BreakBm
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ChorusBm"All I wanna do until they lGay my body down's
Take my pF#ills, pay my bills, blow the rBmest all on some Crown
Fill this BmBoone and Crockett holler with 'CountGry Boy Can Survive'
Get ****** F#up on my back forty, point my pBmistol to the sky
Make it go Bmpow-pow-pow, somebody gotta go, 'GWow, wow, wow
That boy's got some dF#emons, he's a heathen
Put him Bmat a pew, he needs some Jesus Bmnow, now, now'
I don't know how, how, hGow or when it will be
F#All I know's I'm gonna live this rBmedneck life until it kBmills me"OutroBm
