Chords for Kid Rock - Lay It On Me (AMA 2001)

The best four and a half minutes of your life.
Your American Badass, my Detroit Daddy, Mr.
Kid Rock.
I love you, bro.
_ Hi, this is Kid Rock.
I want to be ensured that my performance tonight was in strict competition with the [G] majority of popular live music today.
[D] Without [A] further ado, here is my new single, Lonely Road of Faith.
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Up and down [G] that lonely road of [D] faith I have been there
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_ unprepared [G] for the storms and the tides [D] that rise
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I've realized [G] one thing, how much [D] I love you
_ and it hurts to see, to see you [C] cry
I believe [G] we can make it through the [D] winds of change change
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woo, _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] woo
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[D] Baby, _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ you know my credits, don't ask if it's true
Cause [Ab] I said it, regret it, never, am in forever
I'm a hosed and a [B] free cash lover
You better never question the clever clever
[Abm] I said remember, _ you better remember
You're making a mess of me, cause that's how we threw it up in [Db] Detroit [Ab] City
71 supercharged, big black Hemi
You killed the bar, I'm living more like Lemmy
You can whip up a penny and the chance is [Abm] high
You ain't never met a wildcat [Db] like Kid [Ab] Rock
Twist the ground shakers like a [Abm] loaded gun
Where the bands run from
[Ab] You in the back, stay floaty, it's where you'll find me
You want some of that, like a [Eb] flask of [Ab] vodka
Lay it on me
_ _ _ Oh, say these guys
Lay it on me
_ On me
Oh, we're gonna just
Lay it on me
_ On me _
We're gonna just
Lay it on me
On me
_ Hey, hey
_ _ _ _ We comin'
We comin' live from Detroit
It's Saturday night Fresh rhymes
Engine all hit
Who thought I'd never rag
[Db] _ _ [B] _ _
[Ab] _ Trauma keepin' it real
You radiohead, you reinvent the wheel
Got critics all jibbing off, I don't know what.
[Db] I'm sticking King Louis [B] in my pickup truck.
[Db] Trash being the news, getting whack reviews.
You'll never find another who can fill my shoes.
Who can_
Hey, who can rap the rap?
Who can rock?
Who can throw?
Who can throw?
[Ab] Like that, or_
Black Prim, a pocket full of phone numbers.
For [Abm] Pam Anderson and [Db] Suzanne [Ab] Somers.
Understand I want these like Gandhi, but [Db] until that day,
I will walk the [Ab] streets.
So lay it on me, all night long.
Lay it on me, like a band of gods.
Lay it on me, with ACDC [Db] on.
From Hell's Bells to the next [Ab] night's songs.
Lay it on me, come on lay it on.
Lay it on me, you got to lay it on.
[Db] Lay [Abm] it on me, yeah, [Db] yeah, yeah, yeah.
_ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [Db] Lay it on _ [Ab]
me, oh.
[Db] You got to walk too, yeah.
[Ab]
Lay it on me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Lay it on me, yeah, yeah, yeah, _ yeah.
Lay it [B] on _ _ [Ab]
me, yeah, [Abm] yeah, yeah, yeah.
Lay it on me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Lay it [Ab] on me, _ [Ab] _ _ [B] _ _ [N] oh.
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