Blake Shelton

Kiss My Country Ass

Blake Shelton


Tom: D

[Verso 1]
D
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin'
'Coon dog in the back
D
Truck bed loaded down with beer
An' a cold one in my lap
G
Earnhart sticker behind my head
                        A  G
An' my woman by my side
D
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin'
Country Boy Can Survive
A7
Well, if you got a problem with that
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D  
You can kiss my country ass

[Verso 2]
D
Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls
                                                 
Wrangler jeans: smoke nothin' but Marlboro reds
D
Tattoos up an' down my arms
An' deer heads over my bed
   G
My Granddaddy fought in World War Two
                            A   G
An' my Daddy went to Vietnam
D
An' I ain't scared to grab my gun
An' fight for my homeland
A7
If you don't love the American flag
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D
You can kiss my country ass

[Refrão]
            G                                 D
If you're a down home, backwoods redneck
             A      G     A    D
C'mon, stand up an' raise your glass
                  G                           D
But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D
You can kiss my country ass

[Verso 3]
D
Well, there's a whole lotta high-class people out there
That's lookin' down on me
D
'Cause the country club where I belong
                       D
Is the Honky Tonk till three in the mornin'
G
I don't wear no fancy clothes
                              A G
No ties or three-piece suits
D
You can find me in my camouflage hat
My tee-shirt an' cowboy boots
A7
If that don't fit your social class
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D
You can kiss my country ass

[Refrão]
                   G                          D
If you're a down home, backwoods redneck
             A      G     A    D
C'mon, stand up an' raise your glass
                  G                           D
But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D
You can kiss my country ass

[Verso 4]
            D
Cause I'm a front-porch sittin'
D                 D
Guitar pickin', moonshine sippin'
D                     D
Bacca juice spittin' country boy from the woods
      D                     D
An' I love fried chicken an' blue gill fishin'
    D                    D
An' outlaw women, an' I wouldn't change if I could
G                                                                A G
I ain't tryin' to start no fight, but I'll finish one every time
D
You just mind your own damn business

And stay the hell outta mine
A7
If you got a problem with that
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D
You can kiss my country ass

[Final]
A7
I said if you got a problem with any of that
        G       A
You can kiss my natural born
G              A
Redneck to the bone
G           A       D
Ever-lovin' country ass

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