Chords for Apalachee Don - My Kinda Songs Official Music Video
Tempo:
76.1 bpm
Chords used:
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I might not write your kind of song, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way, and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can.
I'm on the grind all the time trying to get mine, I can't stop man I gotta make the sun shine.
I gotta make these songs for the bread and the meat, cause if you don't tap your feet that means I don't eat.
I stay true to my roots, a southern outlaw, a man that ain't got no heart, that's one without cause.
A Georgia boy with the skills to make it sound country, thoroughbred with these tunes that's why they sound country.
I keep my eyes bent and turn to the prize on the journey trying to turn these taters to fries.
Raising the wine, deep in my seat, and by any cause I've been through the heat of the streets and the chain gang walls.
I earn strife just by keeping it real, and if you don't like the way that sound, well who told you to feel?
It's the dawn from the Appalachian River basin, those that don't think that's true, well who told you to think?
I might not write your kind of song, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way, and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can.
I'm a simple man, got kids and a dog.
I drive my lady flat out crazy still I'm her boss hog.
I've been branded someone to for lost cause, walk through hell with nothing the gas draws on.
I keep it simple and easy but in the same breath I strategize each of my moves like I'm playing chess.
I keep the world under my feet, yeah that's the game plan.
I don't adhere to the fortitude of no man.
Ain't nobody gonna break my stride, I don't care what you're thinking and I ain't changing my mind.
Cause ain't no sense at all in wasting my time, I gotta stay on this grind.
If I'm chasing the shine, looking through the rear view one day at a time.
Focus on the front to keep from falling behind, it ain't the green that I'm chasing, I'm chasing the dream.
I don't want just the pizza, I want the whole damn thing.
I might not write your kind of songs, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to be no man, I'm just doing the very best I can.
I might not write your kind of songs, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can. Yeah!
I might not write your kind of song, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way, and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can.
I'm on the grind all the time trying to get mine, I can't stop man I gotta make the sun shine.
I gotta make these songs for the bread and the meat, cause if you don't tap your feet that means I don't eat.
I stay true to my roots, a southern outlaw, a man that ain't got no heart, that's one without cause.
A Georgia boy with the skills to make it sound country, thoroughbred with these tunes that's why they sound country.
I keep my eyes bent and turn to the prize on the journey trying to turn these taters to fries.
Raising the wine, deep in my seat, and by any cause I've been through the heat of the streets and the chain gang walls.
I earn strife just by keeping it real, and if you don't like the way that sound, well who told you to feel?
It's the dawn from the Appalachian River basin, those that don't think that's true, well who told you to think?
I might not write your kind of song, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way, and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can.
I'm a simple man, got kids and a dog.
I drive my lady flat out crazy still I'm her boss hog.
I've been branded someone to for lost cause, walk through hell with nothing the gas draws on.
I keep it simple and easy but in the same breath I strategize each of my moves like I'm playing chess.
I keep the world under my feet, yeah that's the game plan.
I don't adhere to the fortitude of no man.
Ain't nobody gonna break my stride, I don't care what you're thinking and I ain't changing my mind.
Cause ain't no sense at all in wasting my time, I gotta stay on this grind.
If I'm chasing the shine, looking through the rear view one day at a time.
Focus on the front to keep from falling behind, it ain't the green that I'm chasing, I'm chasing the dream.
I don't want just the pizza, I want the whole damn thing.
I might not write your kind of songs, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to be no man, I'm just doing the very best I can.
I might not write your kind of songs, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can. Yeah!
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_ _ _ _ _ _ I might not write your kind of song, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way, and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can.
I'm on the grind all the time trying to get mine, I can't stop man I gotta make the sun shine.
I gotta make these songs for the bread and the meat, cause if you don't tap your feet that means I don't eat.
I stay true to my roots, a southern outlaw, a man that ain't got no heart, that's one without cause.
A Georgia boy with the skills to make it sound country, thoroughbred with these tunes that's why they sound country.
I keep my eyes bent and turn to the prize on the journey trying to turn these taters to fries.
Raising the wine, deep in my seat, and by any cause I've been through the heat of the streets and the chain gang walls.
I earn strife just by keeping it real, and if you don't like the way that sound, well who told you to feel?
It's the dawn from the Appalachian River basin, those that don't think that's true, well who told you to think?
I might not write your kind of song, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way, and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can. _ _ _ _
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I'm a simple man, got kids and a dog.
I drive my lady flat out crazy still I'm her boss hog.
I've been branded someone to for lost cause, walk through hell with nothing the gas draws on.
I keep it simple and easy but in the same breath I strategize each of my moves like I'm playing chess.
I keep the world under my feet, yeah that's the game plan.
I don't adhere to the fortitude of no man.
Ain't nobody gonna break my stride, I don't care what you're thinking and I ain't changing my mind.
Cause ain't no sense at all in wasting my time, I gotta stay on this grind.
If I'm chasing the shine, looking through the rear view one day at a time.
Focus on the front to keep from falling behind, it ain't the green that I'm chasing, I'm chasing the dream.
I don't want just the pizza, I want the whole damn thing.
I might not write your kind of songs, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to be no man, I'm just doing the very best I can. _ _ _
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_ I might not write your kind of songs, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can. Yeah! _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ I might not write your kind of song, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way, and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can.
I'm on the grind all the time trying to get mine, I can't stop man I gotta make the sun shine.
I gotta make these songs for the bread and the meat, cause if you don't tap your feet that means I don't eat.
I stay true to my roots, a southern outlaw, a man that ain't got no heart, that's one without cause.
A Georgia boy with the skills to make it sound country, thoroughbred with these tunes that's why they sound country.
I keep my eyes bent and turn to the prize on the journey trying to turn these taters to fries.
Raising the wine, deep in my seat, and by any cause I've been through the heat of the streets and the chain gang walls.
I earn strife just by keeping it real, and if you don't like the way that sound, well who told you to feel?
It's the dawn from the Appalachian River basin, those that don't think that's true, well who told you to think?
I might not write your kind of song, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way, and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm a simple man, got kids and a dog.
I drive my lady flat out crazy still I'm her boss hog.
I've been branded someone to for lost cause, walk through hell with nothing the gas draws on.
I keep it simple and easy but in the same breath I strategize each of my moves like I'm playing chess.
I keep the world under my feet, yeah that's the game plan.
I don't adhere to the fortitude of no man.
Ain't nobody gonna break my stride, I don't care what you're thinking and I ain't changing my mind.
Cause ain't no sense at all in wasting my time, I gotta stay on this grind.
If I'm chasing the shine, looking through the rear view one day at a time.
Focus on the front to keep from falling behind, it ain't the green that I'm chasing, I'm chasing the dream.
I don't want just the pizza, I want the whole damn thing.
I might not write your kind of songs, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to be no man, I'm just doing the very best I can. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I might not write your kind of songs, but that don't mean my kind is wrong.
Some might think I ain't no good, maybe just a little misunderstood.
I like to do things my own way and as long as I'm around that's how I stay.
I ain't trying to please no man, I'm just doing the very best I can. Yeah! _ _ _ _ _ _
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