Hank Jr, Waylon, Travis Tritt - Outlaws Like Us Chords
Tempo:
83.45 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
D
B
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
[Bm]
[E]
I was born a country singer, I love Charlie Pryde,
Raised on Keystop, loving her, [D] cut my [C#m] boot on the front [E] stride.
[A] Yes, I love Hank Williams, but I still love rock and roll.
[E] Hank Jr.,
me and Waylon, we're all cut from the same mold.
[B] And they said [E] country's changing, [B] and we must all adjust,
[D] Oh, but I still [A] think there's lots of room,
[G] Now, I'm [E] lost like a sheep in a dump,
I love the jam with the Skinner band, cause Freebird chills my bones.
And I talk trash with Johnny [D] Cash, and [A] I sing [E] George Jones.
[A] Yes, and I have played on the Opry stage, where the country legends stir up,
[E] Where you don't give lies or alibis, that don't do no good.
[B] And Lord, I guess that [E] I've been blessed,
[B] Traveled, but I have been kicked and cut, [D] But it's nothing [A] new, I'm all on the blue.
[Bm] But hold [E] out, lost like us, yeah, I'm a dream guy.
[A] This country's better, yes, I'm proud to wave the flag,
[E] And you can talk all day about the next Billy Ray,
But I'll cast my vote for Haggis.
[B] When all those screaming metal bands have corroded into rust,
[D] There'll still be a [C#m] sure view, so [C] hold out, [E] lost like us.
[A]
[E]
[G] [A]
[B]
[G] [E]
[Em]
[E] I don't have a crystal ball to tell what lines appear,
But I played my way, though some folks [D] say, [A] country [E] rock is dead.
[A] You may call me old-fashioned wayward, you may think I'm [G] insane,
[E] But rhythm and blues is in my blood and pumping through my veins.
[B] Yeah, and I've still got some loyal fans that I know I can trust,
[D] Who'd sell their [A] souls for hockey and [Bm] roach.
Hold out, [E] lost like us.
Excuse me, y'all.
Yeah, I [A] swear this country's better, yes, I'm proud to wave the flag,
[E] And you can talk all day about the next Billy Ray,
But I'll cast my vote for Haggis.
[B] When all those dancing rapping bands have decayed into the dust,
There'll [D] still be a sure [A] view, so hold [C]
out, [E] lost like us.
Yeah, there's scorgy [D] stores of dinosaurs [C#m] who love outlaws [E] like us.
Yeah, there's scorgy stores of dinosaurs who [D] [E] love [Bm] outlaws like [D] us.
[E] Yeah, there's scorgy [Bm] stores of dinosaurs [E] who love outlaws like us.
[D] [G] [E] Now, I miss you just maybe the best, but I think you need a hat.
[Em]
[Bm]
[E]
I was born a country singer, I love Charlie Pryde,
Raised on Keystop, loving her, [D] cut my [C#m] boot on the front [E] stride.
[A] Yes, I love Hank Williams, but I still love rock and roll.
[E] Hank Jr.,
me and Waylon, we're all cut from the same mold.
[B] And they said [E] country's changing, [B] and we must all adjust,
[D] Oh, but I still [A] think there's lots of room,
[G] Now, I'm [E] lost like a sheep in a dump,
I love the jam with the Skinner band, cause Freebird chills my bones.
And I talk trash with Johnny [D] Cash, and [A] I sing [E] George Jones.
[A] Yes, and I have played on the Opry stage, where the country legends stir up,
[E] Where you don't give lies or alibis, that don't do no good.
[B] And Lord, I guess that [E] I've been blessed,
[B] Traveled, but I have been kicked and cut, [D] But it's nothing [A] new, I'm all on the blue.
[Bm] But hold [E] out, lost like us, yeah, I'm a dream guy.
[A] This country's better, yes, I'm proud to wave the flag,
[E] And you can talk all day about the next Billy Ray,
But I'll cast my vote for Haggis.
[B] When all those screaming metal bands have corroded into rust,
[D] There'll still be a [C#m] sure view, so [C] hold out, [E] lost like us.
[A]
[E]
[G] [A]
[B]
[G] [E]
[Em]
[E] I don't have a crystal ball to tell what lines appear,
But I played my way, though some folks [D] say, [A] country [E] rock is dead.
[A] You may call me old-fashioned wayward, you may think I'm [G] insane,
[E] But rhythm and blues is in my blood and pumping through my veins.
[B] Yeah, and I've still got some loyal fans that I know I can trust,
[D] Who'd sell their [A] souls for hockey and [Bm] roach.
Hold out, [E] lost like us.
Excuse me, y'all.
Yeah, I [A] swear this country's better, yes, I'm proud to wave the flag,
[E] And you can talk all day about the next Billy Ray,
But I'll cast my vote for Haggis.
[B] When all those dancing rapping bands have decayed into the dust,
There'll [D] still be a sure [A] view, so hold [C]
out, [E] lost like us.
Yeah, there's scorgy [D] stores of dinosaurs [C#m] who love outlaws [E] like us.
Yeah, there's scorgy stores of dinosaurs who [D] [E] love [Bm] outlaws like [D] us.
[E] Yeah, there's scorgy [Bm] stores of dinosaurs [E] who love outlaws like us.
[D] [G] [E] Now, I miss you just maybe the best, but I think you need a hat.
[Em]
Key:
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_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
I was born a country singer, I love Charlie Pryde,
Raised on Keystop, loving her, [D] cut my [C#m] boot on the front [E] stride.
[A] Yes, I love Hank Williams, but I still love rock and roll.
[E] Hank Jr.,
me and Waylon, we're all cut from the same mold.
[B] And they said [E] country's changing, [B] and we must all adjust,
[D] Oh, but I still [A] think there's lots of room,
[G] Now, I'm [E] lost like a _ sheep in a dump,
I love the jam with the Skinner band, cause Freebird chills my bones.
And I talk trash with Johnny [D] Cash, and [A] I sing [E] George Jones.
[A] Yes, and I have played on the Opry stage, where the country legends stir up,
[E] Where you don't give lies or alibis, that don't do no good.
[B] And Lord, I guess that [E] I've been blessed,
[B] Traveled, but I have been kicked and cut, [D] But it's nothing [A] new, I'm all on the blue.
[Bm] But hold [E] out, lost like us, yeah, I'm a dream guy.
_ [A] _ This country's better, yes, I'm proud to wave the flag,
[E] And you can talk all day about the next Billy Ray,
But I'll cast my vote for Haggis.
[B] When all those screaming metal bands have corroded into rust,
[D] There'll still be a [C#m] sure view, so [C] hold out, [E] lost like us.
_ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ I don't have a crystal ball to tell what lines appear,
But I played my way, though some folks [D] say, [A] country [E] rock is dead.
[A] You may call me old-fashioned wayward, you may think I'm [G] insane,
[E] But rhythm and blues is in my blood and pumping through my veins.
[B] Yeah, and I've still got some loyal fans that I know I can trust,
[D] Who'd sell their [A] souls for hockey and [Bm] roach.
Hold out, [E] lost like us.
Excuse me, y'all.
Yeah, _ I [A] swear this country's better, yes, I'm proud to wave the flag,
[E] And you can talk all day about the next Billy Ray,
But I'll cast my vote for Haggis.
[B] When all those dancing rapping bands have decayed into the dust,
There'll [D] still be a sure [A] view, so hold [C]
out, [E] lost like us. _ _ _ _
Yeah, there's scorgy [D] stores of dinosaurs [C#m] who love outlaws [E] like us.
Yeah, there's scorgy stores of dinosaurs who [D] _ _ [E] _ love [Bm] outlaws like [D] us.
[E] Yeah, there's scorgy [Bm] _ stores of dinosaurs [E] who love outlaws like us. _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [E] Now, I miss you just maybe the best, _ but I think you need a hat.
[Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
I was born a country singer, I love Charlie Pryde,
Raised on Keystop, loving her, [D] cut my [C#m] boot on the front [E] stride.
[A] Yes, I love Hank Williams, but I still love rock and roll.
[E] Hank Jr.,
me and Waylon, we're all cut from the same mold.
[B] And they said [E] country's changing, [B] and we must all adjust,
[D] Oh, but I still [A] think there's lots of room,
[G] Now, I'm [E] lost like a _ sheep in a dump,
I love the jam with the Skinner band, cause Freebird chills my bones.
And I talk trash with Johnny [D] Cash, and [A] I sing [E] George Jones.
[A] Yes, and I have played on the Opry stage, where the country legends stir up,
[E] Where you don't give lies or alibis, that don't do no good.
[B] And Lord, I guess that [E] I've been blessed,
[B] Traveled, but I have been kicked and cut, [D] But it's nothing [A] new, I'm all on the blue.
[Bm] But hold [E] out, lost like us, yeah, I'm a dream guy.
_ [A] _ This country's better, yes, I'm proud to wave the flag,
[E] And you can talk all day about the next Billy Ray,
But I'll cast my vote for Haggis.
[B] When all those screaming metal bands have corroded into rust,
[D] There'll still be a [C#m] sure view, so [C] hold out, [E] lost like us.
_ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ I don't have a crystal ball to tell what lines appear,
But I played my way, though some folks [D] say, [A] country [E] rock is dead.
[A] You may call me old-fashioned wayward, you may think I'm [G] insane,
[E] But rhythm and blues is in my blood and pumping through my veins.
[B] Yeah, and I've still got some loyal fans that I know I can trust,
[D] Who'd sell their [A] souls for hockey and [Bm] roach.
Hold out, [E] lost like us.
Excuse me, y'all.
Yeah, _ I [A] swear this country's better, yes, I'm proud to wave the flag,
[E] And you can talk all day about the next Billy Ray,
But I'll cast my vote for Haggis.
[B] When all those dancing rapping bands have decayed into the dust,
There'll [D] still be a sure [A] view, so hold [C]
out, [E] lost like us. _ _ _ _
Yeah, there's scorgy [D] stores of dinosaurs [C#m] who love outlaws [E] like us.
Yeah, there's scorgy stores of dinosaurs who [D] _ _ [E] _ love [Bm] outlaws like [D] us.
[E] Yeah, there's scorgy [Bm] _ stores of dinosaurs [E] who love outlaws like us. _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [E] Now, I miss you just maybe the best, _ but I think you need a hat.
[Em] _ _