Guitar Slinger 
By Crossin Dixon

Capo 3



Chorus:
        A                        G
Ive got southern comfort runnin' through my veins
   D                              C     A
My mama was the wind and my daddy was a train
A                           Em
Im the second coming of the midnight rider
     C          D                C                D 
Im a modern day old soul singer, son of a gun and guitar slinger


A
I spent 10 years pickin on a six string, working the bar scene, burnin it down to the ground
A
Lookin for a sound that ain't been found by no one else, stickin true to myself
                    A
So I took it up the highway, south bound interstate, counting on a big break, tradin my licks for tips
A
Learning to live like I never did, I was dead broke like a bad joke


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I thought I found the right thing sittin in the wrong town out in the 
crowd throwin all the signs with her eyes
Looking mighty fine in the line of a honkytonk, just singing along
But I never had a chance cause after the last song, 
we had to get along down the road with the show
Doin it again with some new friends under the spotlight, yeah this is my life


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Solo

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Southern comfort runnin' through my veins the second coming of the midnight rider
Im the modern day old soul singer, son of a gun and guitar slinger