CAPO 1st Fret

INTO

G  Dsus4/f#  Em7  Cadd9  G  Dsus4/F#   Cadd9



G                            Dsus4/F#      Em7                         Cadd9
Well we ride into town in a beat up van, got our name on the side like rock n roll band
G                            Dsus4/F#                  Em7          Cadd9
Stearin’ out a cracked windshield with one headlight
G                        Dsus4/F#        Em7                    Cadd9
Got our guitars and were rearin’ to go, down to Larson City for a 3 hour show
G                   Dsus4/F#                      Em7        Cadd9
If we ain’t half bad I know there gonna treat us right
G                         Dsus4/F#          Em7                    Cadd9
Oh whatever made me wanna live like this, gotta get stoned just to get my fix
G                  Dsus4/F#             Em7                Cadd9
Like it or not there ain’t no turnin’ round
G                            Dsus4/F#             Em7                        
LIke a fright train rollin’ out through the night got the pedal to the medal 
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honey hold on tight
G         Dsus4/F#             Em7         Cadd9
Gypsy life I know won’t let me down

(Chorus)

G                            Dsus4/F#      Em7                         Cadd9
See I was born to be a guitar picker guess I had a soft spot for the women and liquor
G                          Dsus4/F#      Em7                         Cadd9
It’s a wonder how I kept my sanity
G                            Dsus4/F#      Em7                     Cadd9
I played in every bar from here to Memphis drinkin’ like Hank and singin’ like Elvis 
G                            Dsus4/F#      Em7       Cadd9
Folks out west didn’t think awhole lotta me
G                         Dsus4/F#       Cadd9     G
Guess an Old Honky Tonkers bout all I’ll ever be


G                            Dsus4/F#      Em7                         Cadd9
Well I had a little woman back in San Anton times got rough and I moved on
G                     Dsus4/F#             Em7          Cadd9
Left her cryin’ in a trailer by the county line
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So I bought a guitar and I found me a band grew out my beard became a 
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travelin’ man 
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Playin’ one night shows in any place we could find
G                 Dsus4/F#      Em7                 Cadd9
County fairs and micro clubs sang about whiskey, fast women and love 
G                            Dsus4/F#               Em7      Cadd9
And it’s all the same just as long as we can make a buck
G                            Dsus4/F#          Em7                 Cadd9
Well we play it fast and we play it so from Mustang Sally down to Curtis Loew
G                               Dsus4/F#              Em7     Cadd9
And when the bottles fly we just smile and turn it up

(Chorus)
G                       Dsus4/F#      Em7                         Cadd9
See I was born to be a guitar picker guess I had a soft spot for the women and liquor
G                   Dsus4/F#      Em7                         Cadd9
It’s a wonder how I kept my sanity
G                            Dsus4/F#      Em7                     Cadd9
I played in every bar from here to Memphis drinkin’ like Hank and singin’ like Elvis 
G                            Dsus4/F#      Em7          Cadd9
Folks out west didn’t think awhole lotta me
G                         Dsus4/F#       Cadd9     G
Guess an Old Honky Tonkers bout all I’ll ever be

SOLO

G                            Dsus4/F#      Em7                         Cadd9
Well the night is young and the beer is cold the women are sweet and my lines are old
G                            Dsus4/F#              Em7        Cadd9
But it all comes together when we get down and start to play
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Guess there’s somethin’ bout the sound of a Gibson flat top
  Em7                   Cadd9
Crankin’ out loud just pickin’ it non stop
G                      Dsus4/F#              Em7    Cadd9
Get on the floor and two step the night away


(Chorus)
G                      Dsus4/F#      Em7                         Cadd9
See I was born to be a guitar picker guess I had a soft spot for the women and liquor
G                          Dsus4/F#      Em7      Cadd9
It’s a wonder how I kept my sanity
G                            Dsus4/F#      Em7                     Cadd9
I played in every bar from here to Memphis drinkin’ like Hank and singin’ like Elvis 
G                            Dsus4/F#      Em7         Cadd9
Folks out west didn’t think awhole lotta me
G                         Dsus4/F#       Cadd9     G
Guess an Old Honky Tonkers bout all I’ll ever be