INTRO             Am C G F E x2

VERSE            

       Am 
Well I started on the whiskey pretty early this morning
C 
That’s alright, I was up all night
      G 
But I passed out before the sun came up
F                  E 
I always wanted to see one of those
  Am 
I know that’s no way for a man to behave
       C 
With a mortgage due and a baby on the way
    G 
But somehow I made it to where I’m at
F                       E 
It’s been a living as a matter of fact

        Am 
I get a bad attitude from being tired and running ‘round
  C 
I never ask for anyone to say they like my sound
     G 
I’ve never been a part of any musical scene
  F                                    E
I ain’t just talking Nashville, if you know what I mean
           Am 
They don’t write about me in their magazines
            C 
And I don’t ask for no reviews on the songs that I sing
  G 
I never had a lot of friends and I’m alright by that
    F                     E 
But people keep on coming back


CHORUS            

        C             G               Dm 
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
           F 
They don’t care about no trends
           C                     G 
They don’t care about songs that sell
        C              G 
Yeah, tomorrow I’ll be gone
     Dm                   F 
So tonight everybody just sing along
        C             G               Dm 
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys

VERSE          

          Am 
I’ve been standing on the outside for all of my life
    C 
But I like the view, I’m not gonna lie
          G 
Yeah, the yuppies and the hipsters and the wannabe scenes
     F                  E 
That ain’t down-home to me
       Am 
I like two dollar beers, I like three dollar wells
            C 
At some old honkytonk bar that I know by the smell
         G 
Some old drunk on a barstool on a Merle Haggard tune
F                 E 
That’s my kind of room


CHORUS X 2          

        C             G               Dm 
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
           F 
They don’t care about no trends
           C                     G 
They don’t care about songs that sell
        C              G 
Yeah, tomorrow I’ll be gone
   Dm                     F 
So tonight everybody just sing along.
        C             G               Dm 
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys


                      C             G               Dm 
Yeah we’ll be raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys

Am C G F E Am