Dm
Hey the price of gas, price of bread
Every good politician is dead
Wrong sleep number on my bed
A million bad things running through my head
C         G
I’ll shut up now
Dm
Construction signs on the road
Guess I’m gonna take the long way home
Pot-hole-hitter with the A.C. blown
Don’t make cars like my daddy own
C         G       C         G
I’ll shut up now, I’ll shut up now
F           C        Dm
It’s just a point of view
F     C         Dm    
Kinda like your evening news
Dm
Well paycheck’s short, work’s too long
Radio plays the same 10 songs
I need a beer that’s good and strong
And a woman who likes to get it on
C         G
I’ll shut up now
Dm
Barry got juiced and the Rocket did too
Little Leaguers watching everything they do
Kids growing up way too fast
Needle in the arm, needle in the ass
C         G       C         G
I’ll shut up now, I’ll shut up now
F         C       Dm
If I photoshop my face
F                C       Dm
Would you put me on your Facebook page
Dm
Well Jesus and the Krishna had a fight
Said people are bad but the gospel’s right
Buddah and the Pope just formed a band
Looking for a drummer with a good left hand
C         G
I’ll shut up now
Dm
Willie and the band just got caught
Two miles south of Omaha
When the DEA opened that lock
There was nothing in the back book
(Willie Nelson)
G
On the road again
                                Bm
I just can’t wait to get on the road again
 	  	           C
The life I love is making music with my friends
                         G
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
Dm
Well babies are born hooked on drugs
Rich girls cover their face in mud
Poor boys are playing 5 card stud
Money is worth more than blood
C         G
I’ll shut up now
Dm
Motorcycle gangs, the doctors and shrinks
The end of the world is on the brink
Water is brown and the air, it stinks
John Hancock is disappearing ink
C         G       C         G
I’ll shut up now, I’ll shut up now
F             C      Dm
If I’m boring you to death
F               C            Dm
Well I’m almost done, almost out of breath
Dm
'Caz my voice is shot, the strings are dead
No one’s heard a word I’ve said
Guess I’ll stop this rambling mess
Before I say something I might regret
C         G       C         G
I’ll shut up now, I’ll shut up now
C         G       C         G
I’ll shut up now, I’ll shut up now