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G F C GG F C GG F C GG F C G [Verse 1]D New York City, you're so big and toughD Well here we come, baby, we're struttin' our stuffD Well, we look kinda frisky, we're pretty damn bad, that's rightD Cause Southern cookin' is all we ever had, cook 'em up some greens, baby [Instrumental]G F C GG F C G [Verse 2]Continúa después del anuncioD I've seen the mountains up in TennesseeD Sweet little hill woman satisfied meD We know that it's tough and it's an uphill battleD But we're running 'em hard, baby, sitting in the saddle, yeah [Instrumental]G F C GG F C GG F C GG F CD A E GD A E GD A E GD A E GD A E GD A E GG F C GG F C [Verse 3]D New York City, you're so big and toughD My pistols are loaded, I feel roughD Well, we heard of your punks and your high heel steppersD We're bad Southern boys and don't you forget us, yeah [Otro]G F C GG F C GG F C GG F C G