Lightning Chords by Yelawolf, Yelawolf

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I wish the storm would just [Bm] blow this motherfucker away.
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Why you say that?
_ Serious man, I hate this fucking town.
You know [B] Bobby needs you [E] at the job, right? _
[C] Fuck you, man.
Fuck Bobby?
I thought you liked Bobby.
_ _ I'm getting the fuck out of here, man.
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Yeah, [N] Tommy just got out of jail.
[C] Out of jail?
Out of jail.
Two months he couldn't make bail.
Can't make bail.
Can't make bail.
Here we sit, [B] whiskey bent, [E] freestyling over cricket [G#] chirps.
He would spit, then I went loaded gun death we [C] flirt.
Leave it up to the [B] Baptist church, [C#m] me and him are scum of the earth.
Fitting [C] like two millionaires with a [E] hundred dollar net worth.
_ Topic of discussion is that they know nothing.
[C] They didn't find the other twenty pounds hidden in the [Am] oven.
What happened to me and [Bm] you?
We used to go to Sunday [C] school, and we worked Monday to [Bm] Friday, and sometimes Sunday [Am] too.
Five hundred dollar [G] check, and that's no [C] disrespect, but I'm a talent, [G] goddammit.
You watch, I'm telling [Am] you.
We had it all mapped [G] out.
Hip hop til we crashed [C] out.
I drank til I couldn't walk [G] straight.
On the front porch when we passed [Am] out.
Look at the trouble, [Bm] look at the troubles of our [C] sorrow.
And the clouds follow me.
Just like [Am]
lightning in a [F] bottle, _ burning [C] _ electric [E] blue.
Just like bullet [Am] shots in the [F] hollow, _ _ [C] echoing all night through.
[E] _ _ This is [Am] how we shed our [F] problems, _ under [C] the sun of the moon.
[E] Just like [Am] lightning in a [F] bottle, _ burning [C] _ electric [E] blue. _ _
[Am] It's three o'clock in the morning, [G] I got two packs of Parliament lights and [C] a dime bag
and a bim of brick.
I [G] just lay in the dark of the [Am] night on the bed of my buddy's [G] truck who got it from his
papa back when [C] he died in a fire [G] rescue.
And I never ask what happened.
[Am] We listen to [B] Charlie [E] Daniels, M.
Short and Bob Seger.
[C] Sing along to night moves, sipping [Em] on gas station [Am]
margaritas.
Gotta get a good buzz out [E] here, man.
Nothing else to do but [Am] get high.
Put bullet holes in beer cans and talk about how we gonna get by.
Some say that dreaming's [Bm] useless, full of pride and [C] selfishness.
Skipping that mental [Bm] prison's like climbing the electric [Am] fence.
And that's a risk, [G] but a risk I'll take to better [C] with.
Cursed through hell I've been, [G] so success would be just self [Am]-defense.
I took another [Bm] swallow.
Can't share my dream [C] with everybody and besides to [G] the factory I clock in [Am] tomorrow.
Into my room I [Bm] wallow, but the vision I [C] follow, a storm ruin.
We was just like [Am]
lightning in a [F] bottle, _ burning [C] _ electric [E] blue.
Just like [Am] gunshots in the [F] hollow, _ _ [C] echoing all night [E] through.
_ This is [Am] how we shared our [F] problems, _ under [C] the sun, the [E] moon.
Just like [Am] lightning in a [F] bottle, _ burning [C] _ electric blue.
[E] Just like [Am] lightning in a [F] bottle, _ burning [C] _ electric [E] blue.
Just like [Am] gunshots in the [F] hollow, _ _ _
[C] echoing all night through.
[E] _ _ This is [Am] how we shared our _ [F] problems, under [C] the sun, the moon.
[E] Just like [Am] lightning in a [F] bottle, _ burning [C] _ electric [Em] blue. _ _ _
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