Chords for Muscadine Bloodline - Dyin' For a Livin' (Official Video)

Tempo:
85.65 bpm
Chords used:

A

E

D

F#

G

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Muscadine Bloodline - Dyin' For a Livin' (Official Video) chords
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[A]
[F#]
Play something rowdy!
[D]
[A] Well, my baby she's a fussin' and a cussin' as I'm packin' the truck.
I ain't workin' for a daddy and a mama that thinks I [E] need to grow up.
[G] Yeah, singin' a song just like slangin' a [D] drug.
Call it torture, bad contraband, can't get [A] enough of this.
Back, rattin', 9-4-11, ride, ain't gonna kill me, but it'll kill me every [D] time.
It's a fixin' my addiction, it's a sin of my [A] religion.
It is what it is, and it ain't what [E] it is, but I'm a hunky-tumpy bad man walkin' that [A] equipment.
Back, rattin', 9-4-11, yeah.
Well, I'm a little rodeo queen, just trottin', cuttin' the run.
And I'm a cocaine cowboy, feedin' lead [E] and tearin' it up.
[G] Yeah, the sun will be up before we call it a [D] night.
I'm gonna take it in slow, but it's a hell of a [A] high.
Back, rattin', 9-4-11, ride, ain't gonna kill me, but it'll kill me every [D] time.
It's a fixin' my addiction, it's a sin of my [A] religion.
It is what it is, and it ain't what [E] it is, but I'm a hunky-tumpy bad man walkin' that [A] equipment.
It's a fixin', rattin', 9 [B]-4-11, yeah.
[F#]
[B]
[F#] [E]
[D] It's [A] a fixin', rattin', 9-4-11, ride, ain't gonna kill me, but it'll kill me every time.
It's a fixin' my addiction, it's a sin of my religion.
It is what it is, and it ain't [E] what it is, but I'm a hunky-tumpy bad man walkin' [A] that equipment.
It's a fixin', rattin', 9 [E]-4-11, I'm a hunky-tumpy bad man walkin' that [A] equipment.
It's a fixin', rattin', 9-4-11, yeah.
Key:  
A
1231
E
2311
D
1321
F#
134211112
G
2131
A
1231
E
2311
D
1321
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Play something rowdy!
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] Well, my baby she's a fussin' and a cussin' as I'm packin' the truck.
_ I ain't workin' for a daddy and a mama that thinks I [E] need to grow up.
_ [G] Yeah, singin' a song just like slangin' a [D] drug.
Call it torture, bad contraband, can't get [A] enough of this.
Back, rattin', 9-4-11, ride, ain't gonna kill me, but it'll kill me every [D] time.
It's a fixin' my addiction, it's a sin of my [A] religion.
It is what it is, and it ain't what [E] it is, but I'm a hunky-tumpy bad man walkin' that [A] equipment.
Back, rattin', 9-4-11, yeah. _ _ _
_ _ Well, I'm a little rodeo queen, just trottin', cuttin' the run.
_ And I'm a cocaine cowboy, feedin' lead [E] and tearin' it up.
[G] Yeah, the sun will be up before we call it a [D] night.
I'm gonna take it in slow, but it's a hell of a [A] high.
Back, rattin', 9-4-11, ride, ain't gonna kill me, but it'll kill me every [D] time.
It's a fixin' my addiction, it's a sin of my [A] religion.
It is what it is, and it ain't what [E] it is, but I'm a hunky-tumpy bad man walkin' that [A] equipment.
It's a fixin', rattin', 9 [B]-4-11, yeah. _ _ _
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_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ [D] It's [A] a fixin', rattin', 9-4-11, ride, ain't gonna kill me, but it'll kill me every time.
It's a fixin' my addiction, it's a sin of my religion.
It is what it is, and it ain't [E] what it is, but I'm a hunky-tumpy bad man walkin' [A] that equipment.
It's a fixin', rattin', 9 [E]-4-11, I'm a hunky-tumpy bad man walkin' that [A] equipment.
It's a fixin', rattin', 9-4-11, yeah. _
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