Chords for Hank Williams 3-If The Shoe Fits Wear It
Tempo:
99.2 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
B
D
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [E]
[G] [E]
[G] [E] I'm a big cut, I got a tattoo at a tender age.
Never good respect to share, trying to break my neck with a few friends and a can of base.
Born on the South Side with a lot of rebel pride, I raised a lot of hell in my [A] younger [G] days.
[A]
[D] Hey, I [Gbm] can't help [E] but [Bm] say,
[E] well I [B] could be right, I could be wrong.
It's my dirt, but it makes me strong.
[E] Well, it's a shoe that's wearing, [Ab] [A] if the truth hurts, bury [B] it.
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on [E] living long.
It's a hard road to choose, [A] being good at paying due.
[B] Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I [D] plan on [E] living long.
[A]
[D] [E] [Abm]
[Abm] [Bm] [E] [D] [Abm]
[Am] [A] [E]
[B] [D] [B] Running [E] hard, running free, never gonna catch me driving too fast on a blacktop road.
Load it up, hammer [Em] back, I'll stack you with my tire jack, you better walk away, although
I'll carry you [E] home.
Passing by a big sky, sleeping where the dogs lie, anywhere I go is where I call my home.
Ten stone, been straight, been to hell and heaven's gate, I got thrown out to the set,
I [A] didn't belong.
[G] Hey, I just keep moving [E] on.
[Bm] [E] [Bm]
Well, [B] I could be right, I could be [Gbm] wrong.
[E] [B] Well, it's just my dirt, but it makes me strong.
[E] Well, it's a shoe that's wearing, [A] if the truth hurts, bury [B] it.
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan [Bm] on living [E] long.
It's a hard road to choose, [A] being good at paying due.
[B] Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on [E] living long.
Well, [B] that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan [E] on living long.
[E]
[Ab]
[G] [E]
[G] [E] I'm a big cut, I got a tattoo at a tender age.
Never good respect to share, trying to break my neck with a few friends and a can of base.
Born on the South Side with a lot of rebel pride, I raised a lot of hell in my [A] younger [G] days.
[A]
[D] Hey, I [Gbm] can't help [E] but [Bm] say,
[E] well I [B] could be right, I could be wrong.
It's my dirt, but it makes me strong.
[E] Well, it's a shoe that's wearing, [Ab] [A] if the truth hurts, bury [B] it.
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on [E] living long.
It's a hard road to choose, [A] being good at paying due.
[B] Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I [D] plan on [E] living long.
[A]
[D] [E] [Abm]
[Abm] [Bm] [E] [D] [Abm]
[Am] [A] [E]
[B] [D] [B] Running [E] hard, running free, never gonna catch me driving too fast on a blacktop road.
Load it up, hammer [Em] back, I'll stack you with my tire jack, you better walk away, although
I'll carry you [E] home.
Passing by a big sky, sleeping where the dogs lie, anywhere I go is where I call my home.
Ten stone, been straight, been to hell and heaven's gate, I got thrown out to the set,
I [A] didn't belong.
[G] Hey, I just keep moving [E] on.
[Bm] [E] [Bm]
Well, [B] I could be right, I could be [Gbm] wrong.
[E] [B] Well, it's just my dirt, but it makes me strong.
[E] Well, it's a shoe that's wearing, [A] if the truth hurts, bury [B] it.
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan [Bm] on living [E] long.
It's a hard road to choose, [A] being good at paying due.
[B] Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on [E] living long.
Well, [B] that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan [E] on living long.
[E]
[Ab]
Key:
E
A
B
D
Bm
E
A
B
_ _ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [E] _ _ I'm a big cut, I got a tattoo at a tender age.
Never good respect to share, trying to break my neck with a few friends and a can of base.
Born on the South Side with a lot of rebel pride, I raised a lot of hell in my [A] younger [G] days.
[A] _ _
[D] Hey, I [Gbm] can't help [E] but [Bm] say, _ _
[E] _ _ well I [B] could be right, I could be wrong.
_ It's my dirt, but it makes me strong.
_ [E] Well, it's a shoe that's wearing, [Ab] [A] if the truth hurts, bury [B] it.
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on [E] living long.
It's a hard road to choose, [A] being good at paying due.
[B] Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I [D] plan on [E] living long.
_ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ [Abm] _ [Bm] _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [Abm] _
[Am] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [D] _ [B] _ _ Running [E] _ hard, running free, never gonna catch me driving too fast on a blacktop road.
Load it up, hammer [Em] back, I'll stack you with my tire jack, you better walk away, although
I'll carry you [E] home.
Passing by a big sky, sleeping where the dogs lie, anywhere I go is where I call my home.
Ten stone, been straight, been to hell and heaven's gate, I got thrown out to the set,
I [A] didn't belong.
_ _ _ [G] Hey, I just keep moving [E] on.
[Bm] _ _ [E] _ _ [Bm]
Well, [B] I could be right, I could be [Gbm] wrong.
[E] [B] Well, it's just my dirt, but it makes me strong.
_ [E] Well, it's a shoe that's wearing, [A] if the truth hurts, bury [B] it.
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan [Bm] on living [E] long.
It's a hard road to choose, [A] being good at paying due.
[B] Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on [E] living long.
Well, [B] that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan [E] on living long. _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [E] _ _ I'm a big cut, I got a tattoo at a tender age.
Never good respect to share, trying to break my neck with a few friends and a can of base.
Born on the South Side with a lot of rebel pride, I raised a lot of hell in my [A] younger [G] days.
[A] _ _
[D] Hey, I [Gbm] can't help [E] but [Bm] say, _ _
[E] _ _ well I [B] could be right, I could be wrong.
_ It's my dirt, but it makes me strong.
_ [E] Well, it's a shoe that's wearing, [Ab] [A] if the truth hurts, bury [B] it.
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on [E] living long.
It's a hard road to choose, [A] being good at paying due.
[B] Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I [D] plan on [E] living long.
_ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ [Abm] _ [Bm] _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [Abm] _
[Am] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [D] _ [B] _ _ Running [E] _ hard, running free, never gonna catch me driving too fast on a blacktop road.
Load it up, hammer [Em] back, I'll stack you with my tire jack, you better walk away, although
I'll carry you [E] home.
Passing by a big sky, sleeping where the dogs lie, anywhere I go is where I call my home.
Ten stone, been straight, been to hell and heaven's gate, I got thrown out to the set,
I [A] didn't belong.
_ _ _ [G] Hey, I just keep moving [E] on.
[Bm] _ _ [E] _ _ [Bm]
Well, [B] I could be right, I could be [Gbm] wrong.
[E] [B] Well, it's just my dirt, but it makes me strong.
_ [E] Well, it's a shoe that's wearing, [A] if the truth hurts, bury [B] it.
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan [Bm] on living [E] long.
It's a hard road to choose, [A] being good at paying due.
[B] Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on [E] living long.
Well, [B] that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan [E] on living long. _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _