Larry Fleet

Stack Of Records

Larry Fleet


Tom: C

INTRO:
           F     C       G     C           F     C       G     C
E|-------------------------------|-------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------|-------------------------------|
G|-------0-2-0h2-----------------|-------0-2-0h2-----------------|
D|---0h2---------2-2p0---0-----2-|---0h2---------2-2p0---0-------|
A|-3-------------------3---5p3---|-3-------------------3---5p3-3-|
E|-------------------------------|-------------------------------|


VERSE:
                 C
When I couldn't find the words
      F             C
Well, I played her some Whitley
 C
Sometimes it's better
              G
When you say nothing at all

                 C
When I couldn't find myself
      F            C
Well, I turned on some Otis
              C
'Cause ain't nothing like "Dock of the Bay"
           G              C
To get me back where I belong


CHORUS:
              F   C
If you wanna know me
           G             C
You gotta know what's in my soul
        F           C
Little Bakersfield and Memphis
       G               C
And a whole lot of Muscle Shoals

           F              C
Take some country, soul, rock and roll
     G           C
And mix 'em all together
 F                      C
Yeah, and I'm what you get
             G                    F
When you're raised on a stack of records

   F     C      G     C
E|-----------------------|
B|-----------------------|
G|-2-0h2-----------------|
D|-------2-2p0---0-------|
A|-------------3---5p3-3-|
E|-----------------------|


VERSE:
 C
Learned about the law
F                    C
From Waylon and the Duke boys
   C
I learned how to dance
      G
On a kitchen hardwood floor

             C
I learned a lot about leaving
      F             C
On a midnight train to Georgia
     C
And thank God for Main Street Drags
           G                C
With them dusty old record stores


CHORUS:
              F   C
If you wanna know me
           G             C
You gotta know what's in my soul
        F           C
Little Bakersfield and Memphis
       G               C
And a whole lot of Muscle Shoals

           F              C
Take some country, soul, rock and roll
     G           C
And mix 'em all together
 F                      C
Yeah, and I'm what you get
             G                    F
When you're raised on a stack of records


INSTRUMENTAL/G  O:
F  C  G  C
F  C  G  C


BDA K:
       C
Every kid has a hero
      F       C
Lord knows I had mine
    C
So picking up this guitar
      G            C
Just made perfect sense

         C
Well, I hope my music moves you
      F             C
As I stand up here tonight
             C
I hope your road goes on forever
          G           C
And your party never ends


CHORUS:
              F   C
If you wanna know me
           G             C
You gotta know what's in my soul
        F           C
Little Bakersfield and Memphis
       G               C
And a whole lot of Muscle Shoals

           F              C
Take some country, soul, rock and roll
     G           C
And mix 'em all together
 F                      C
Yeah, and I'm what you get
             G                C
When you're raised on a stack of records


OUTRO:
 F                C
Ohhhhh, I'm what you get
             G
When you're raised
               F
On a stack of records

   F     C        G     C
E|------------------------|
B|------------------------|
G|-2-2p0------------------|
D|-------2--2p0---0-----2-|
A|--------------3---5p3---|
E|------------------------|
                        Mmm, mmmm, I'm what you get

           F     C       G     C
E|-------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------|
G|-------0-2-2p0-----------------|
D|---0h2---------2-2p0---0-------|
A|-3-------------------3---5p3-3-|
E -------------------------------|

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