Black Sheep

E E A A
F#m F# F#
B B

[Verse]

E         E          A         A
You don't wanna come ride with me
          F#                  
There's a loaded pistol in the 
 F#               B               
floorboard and a bag of weed under
      B
 the seat
   E              E             A
My tags have been expired since 
                 A
two thousand seventeen
    F#7               F#7         
But I don't care if I get 
           B                B
arrested, watch it sell all my show 
seats

[Chorus]

E     E          A              
Black sheep, why don't you ever 
     A
sleep
       F#       C#m      F#7     
By the buzz you have and who you 
            B                      B
are, you're gettin' in way too deep
    E            E                
And one of these millionaires 
  A               A
might try to have you killed
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          F#                       
For bein' somethin' that ain't been
 F#
 seen in a while
           B                  B   
and that's what record labels fear
                 B   E
 (Yeah, they do)

[Verse 2]

E         E          A          
You don't wanna talk sideways 
                A
out the side your neck
     F#                     F#m   
I'll pull up at your gig on 
       B                 B
Broadway and punch you in your shit
       E             E            
And as far as the millionaires go,
      A                  A
 they know I can't be handled
    F#                  F#     
I'm too outlaw for this new-age, 
           B                 
tell 'em good luck gettin' me 
      B
canceled

[Chorus]

E     E          A              
Black sheep, why don't you ever 
     A
sleep
       F#7               F#7   
By the buzz you have and who you 
              B                    
are, you're gettin' in way too deep
  B

    E            E                
And one of these millionaires 
  A      E        A
might try to have you killed
          F#                       
For bein' somethin' that ain't been
 F#        F#7               B   
 seen in a while, and that's what
                   B
 record labels fear

[Interlude]

E E A A
F#7 F#7 B B
E E A E
B A F# F#7
F#7 B B E

[Chorus]

E     E          A              
Black sheep, why don't you ever 
      A
sleep
       F#7               F#7   
By the buzz you have and who you 
              B                    
are, you're gettin' in way too deep
  B

    E            E                
And one of these millionaires 
  A               A
might try to have you killed
          F#                       
For bein' somethin' that ain't been
 F#7                         B
 seen in a while, and that's what 
record labels fear