Chords for Kid Rock - Trucker Anthem
Tempo:
92.8 bpm
Chords used:
E
Em
G
A
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] [Em]
[E] [Em]
[E]
[G]
[E] [G]
[E] [G]
[E] [G]
[E]
[A#m]
[Em]
[E] [Em]
[E] [G]
[F] [A] [Em] [E]
[Em] [E]
[Em] [E] [Em]
[E]
[Em] [E]
[F] [E]
[A] [E]
[Em] [E] I'm your uncle cracker sitting [Em] platinum fucked, double platinum boy, triple platinum fuck,
[E] you'd be a count motherfucker if you ride that off.
Yeah, but what for?
I got a big brick house with two gold doors.
What's more [Em] than that?
You need to shut my mouth.
[E] I'm the same motherfucker you've been hearing about.
Cracking with pop.
No, I did the potlash.
You do the airwaves, picking up cash.
I try to [Em] follow me, people thought I went soft [B] shit.
I'm still very difficult [G] to fuck with.
Fuck you, fuck.
[A] [E]
[A] [E]
[C#] Straight out of the sticks, the Romeo [E] Michigan.
The early morning, [G] stoned, motherfucking dip of the goddamn nation.
[E] Yeehaw, motherfuckers, let's rock.
With the kid, yes, all you did, you don't stop.
Got wrist to rock, raw fools to slam.
Now who's the man?
Back on the scene like a fever beast.
Ain't slept in weeks, got too many freaks, seen too many geeks.
Try to rock the rap, so I'm back with heat to unseat [Am] the rat.
I'ma unpack and set up shop.
[A] Step back [Am] and watch you rock.
[A] I'ma pop tracks to stop the pop, then I'ma mash the block.
Yeah, the shot, yeah, [E] yeah.
Love bitches to bury you, bitches who want to float and want to stop the show.
So I'ma roll and throw another Encore 7 from north to Detroit, way south of heaven.
[G] Yeah.
[E] [G]
[E] [G] [E] Fuck [G]
[B] [Em]
the TPP, [E] rolling through your city like a general.
[Em] You wanna fuck with me?
Don't test [E] the odds.
Cause your arms are too short to box with God.
But if you send me your address, I'll swing by.
Call up your friends, I'll get your whole fucking crew high.
Say bye, bye, bye to the rat.
And let it be known, Kid Rock [A] is back.
[F] [E] Yeah, rolling with the TV.
[A]
We're [E] gonna rock the high and show seats.
[F] [E] We're gonna start this show, [A] come on.
Come [F] on.
[E] [Em]
[N]
[E] [Em]
[E]
[G]
[E] [G]
[E] [G]
[E] [G]
[E]
[A#m]
[Em]
[E] [Em]
[E] [G]
[F] [A] [Em] [E]
[Em] [E]
[Em] [E] [Em]
[E]
[Em] [E]
[F] [E]
[A] [E]
[Em] [E] I'm your uncle cracker sitting [Em] platinum fucked, double platinum boy, triple platinum fuck,
[E] you'd be a count motherfucker if you ride that off.
Yeah, but what for?
I got a big brick house with two gold doors.
What's more [Em] than that?
You need to shut my mouth.
[E] I'm the same motherfucker you've been hearing about.
Cracking with pop.
No, I did the potlash.
You do the airwaves, picking up cash.
I try to [Em] follow me, people thought I went soft [B] shit.
I'm still very difficult [G] to fuck with.
Fuck you, fuck.
[A] [E]
[A] [E]
[C#] Straight out of the sticks, the Romeo [E] Michigan.
The early morning, [G] stoned, motherfucking dip of the goddamn nation.
[E] Yeehaw, motherfuckers, let's rock.
With the kid, yes, all you did, you don't stop.
Got wrist to rock, raw fools to slam.
Now who's the man?
Back on the scene like a fever beast.
Ain't slept in weeks, got too many freaks, seen too many geeks.
Try to rock the rap, so I'm back with heat to unseat [Am] the rat.
I'ma unpack and set up shop.
[A] Step back [Am] and watch you rock.
[A] I'ma pop tracks to stop the pop, then I'ma mash the block.
Yeah, the shot, yeah, [E] yeah.
Love bitches to bury you, bitches who want to float and want to stop the show.
So I'ma roll and throw another Encore 7 from north to Detroit, way south of heaven.
[G] Yeah.
[E] [G]
[E] [G] [E] Fuck [G]
[B] [Em]
the TPP, [E] rolling through your city like a general.
[Em] You wanna fuck with me?
Don't test [E] the odds.
Cause your arms are too short to box with God.
But if you send me your address, I'll swing by.
Call up your friends, I'll get your whole fucking crew high.
Say bye, bye, bye to the rat.
And let it be known, Kid Rock [A] is back.
[F] [E] Yeah, rolling with the TV.
[A]
We're [E] gonna rock the high and show seats.
[F] [E] We're gonna start this show, [A] come on.
Come [F] on.
[E] [Em]
[N]
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[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ [E] I'm your uncle cracker sitting [Em] platinum fucked, double platinum boy, triple platinum fuck,
[E] you'd be a count motherfucker if you ride that off.
_ Yeah, but what for?
I got a big brick house with two gold doors.
What's more [Em] than that?
You need to shut my mouth.
[E] I'm the same motherfucker you've been hearing about.
Cracking with pop.
No, I did the potlash.
You do the airwaves, picking up cash.
I try to [Em] follow me, people thought I went soft [B] shit.
I'm still very difficult [G] to fuck with.
Fuck you, fuck.
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[C#] Straight out of the sticks, the Romeo [E] Michigan.
The early morning, [G] stoned, motherfucking dip of the goddamn nation. _ _
[E] Yeehaw, motherfuckers, let's rock.
With the kid, yes, all you did, you don't stop.
Got wrist to rock, raw fools to slam.
Now who's the man? _
Back on the scene like a fever beast.
Ain't slept in weeks, got too many freaks, seen too many geeks.
Try to rock the rap, so I'm back with heat to unseat [Am] the rat.
I'ma unpack and set up shop.
[A] Step back [Am] and watch you rock.
[A] I'ma pop tracks to stop the pop, then I'ma mash the block.
Yeah, the shot, yeah, [E] yeah.
Love bitches to bury you, bitches who want to float and want to stop the show.
So I'ma roll and throw another Encore 7 from north to Detroit, way south of heaven.
_ _ [G] Yeah.
[E] _ _ [G] _ _
[E] _ _ [G] _ [E] Fuck _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ the TPP, [E] rolling through your city like a general.
[Em] You wanna fuck with me?
Don't test [E] the odds.
Cause your arms are too short to box with God.
But if you send me your address, I'll swing by.
Call up your friends, I'll get your whole fucking crew high.
Say bye, bye, bye to the rat.
And let it be known, Kid Rock [A] is back.
_ [F] _ [E] Yeah, rolling with the TV.
[A] _
_ _ We're [E] gonna rock the high and show seats.
_ [F] _ _ [E] We're gonna start this show, [A] come on.
Come [F] on.
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
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_ [Em] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ [E] I'm your uncle cracker sitting [Em] platinum fucked, double platinum boy, triple platinum fuck,
[E] you'd be a count motherfucker if you ride that off.
_ Yeah, but what for?
I got a big brick house with two gold doors.
What's more [Em] than that?
You need to shut my mouth.
[E] I'm the same motherfucker you've been hearing about.
Cracking with pop.
No, I did the potlash.
You do the airwaves, picking up cash.
I try to [Em] follow me, people thought I went soft [B] shit.
I'm still very difficult [G] to fuck with.
Fuck you, fuck.
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[C#] Straight out of the sticks, the Romeo [E] Michigan.
The early morning, [G] stoned, motherfucking dip of the goddamn nation. _ _
[E] Yeehaw, motherfuckers, let's rock.
With the kid, yes, all you did, you don't stop.
Got wrist to rock, raw fools to slam.
Now who's the man? _
Back on the scene like a fever beast.
Ain't slept in weeks, got too many freaks, seen too many geeks.
Try to rock the rap, so I'm back with heat to unseat [Am] the rat.
I'ma unpack and set up shop.
[A] Step back [Am] and watch you rock.
[A] I'ma pop tracks to stop the pop, then I'ma mash the block.
Yeah, the shot, yeah, [E] yeah.
Love bitches to bury you, bitches who want to float and want to stop the show.
So I'ma roll and throw another Encore 7 from north to Detroit, way south of heaven.
_ _ [G] Yeah.
[E] _ _ [G] _ _
[E] _ _ [G] _ [E] Fuck _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ the TPP, [E] rolling through your city like a general.
[Em] You wanna fuck with me?
Don't test [E] the odds.
Cause your arms are too short to box with God.
But if you send me your address, I'll swing by.
Call up your friends, I'll get your whole fucking crew high.
Say bye, bye, bye to the rat.
And let it be known, Kid Rock [A] is back.
_ [F] _ [E] Yeah, rolling with the TV.
[A] _
_ _ We're [E] gonna rock the high and show seats.
_ [F] _ _ [E] We're gonna start this show, [A] come on.
Come [F] on.
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _