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       Dm
Well I started on the whiskey pretty early

This morning
F
That's alright, I was up all night
      C
But I passed out before the sun came up
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I always wanted to see one of those
  Dm
I know that's no way for a man to behave
       F
With a mortgage due and a baby on the way
    C
But somehow I made it to where I'm at
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It's been a living as a matter of fact

        Dm
I get a bad attitude from being tired and

Running 'round
  F
I never ask for anyone to say they like my

Sound
     C
I've never been a part of any musical scene
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I ain't just talking Nashville, if you know

What I mean
           Dm
They don't write about me in their magazines
            F
And I don't ask for no reviews on the songs

That I sing
  C
I never had a lot of friends and I'm alright

By that
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But people keep on coming back

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( F  C  Gm )

        F             C               Gm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
           F4
They don't care about no trends
           F                     C
They don't care about songs that sell
        F              C
Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone
     Gm                   F4
So tonight everybody just sing along
        F             C               Gm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys

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          Dm
I've been standing on the outside for all of

My life
    F
But I like the view, I'm not gonna lie
          C
Yeah, the yuppies and the hipsters and the

Wannabe scenes
     F4                 E4
That ain't down-home to me
       Dm
I like two dollar beers, I like three dollar
Wells
            F
At some old honkytonk bar that I know by the

Smell
         C
Some old drunk on a barstool on a Merle

Haggard tune
F4                E
That's my kind of room

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( F  C  Gm )

        F             C               Gm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
           F4
They don't care about no trends
           F                     C
They don't care about songs that sell
        F              C
Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone
   Gm                     F4
So tonight everybody just sing along
        F             C               Gm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
                      F             C       
Yeah we'll be raising hell with the hippies
        Gm
And the cowboys