Rolling Stoned Chords by Upchurch

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_ _ [D] _ [C] _ _ _ [G] Church.
Sometimes I get stoned [G] in my backyard, lay [C] off in the tall grass so my view is the [G] stars.
I think about nothing, get to clear my thoughts from all [C] the thunder and lightness so I feel a [G] spark.
Sometimes I get higher than [D] the Colorado [G] Rockies, [C] hoping that the county sheriff [G] don't stop me.
Like Charlie Daniels said you [D] shouldn't smoke and [G] dope, [C] but dammit I can't help my love rolling [G] strong.
With the windows rolled down [D] and the radio [G] up, [C] sweet tea full in my solo [G] cup, listening
to the humming [D] of the 44's.
[C] Sounding like a concert, I'm a beat [G] up boy.
Arm hanging out the window, [D] smiling [G] away, [C] smoking on some grown where the cattle [G] graze.
Charlie Daniels said you shouldn't [D] go smoke and [G] dope, [Em] hell I can't help _ [G]
my love [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] rolling strong.
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G]
Smoke rolling around the cab [D] with the dome [G] light on, [C] looking like a stage for a Leonard [G] Skinner song.
Hanging out with Mary Jane, [D] but she's making [Em] the time [C] go slow.
_ [G]
Making memories with my buddies [D] through the thick [G] green smoke [C] puff, passing out the windows
of my old [G] Tahoe.
Lifted so damn high [D] I can't [G] come down, [C] driving under the speed limit in [G] my town.
With the windows rolled down [F#m] and the [G] radio [C] up, sweet tea full in my [G] solo cup, listening
to the humming [D] of the 44's.
[C] Sounding like a concert, I'm a [G] beat up boy.
Arm hanging out the [D] window, smiling [G] away, [C] smoking on some grown where the [G] cattle graze.
Charlie Daniels said you shouldn't [D] go smoke [G] and [C] dope, hell [Em] I can't _ [G]
help _ [F] my [C] _ love [G]
rolling strong.
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] There ain't nothing like the [F] swaying of a windy back [C] road, baked out like a barn full of [G] tobacco.
I know Jesus drank [F] wine, but I bet [C] he wouldn't mind sitting with me in my Chevy, passing
around [G] a few times.
With the windows rolled [D] down and the [G] radio [C] up, sweet tea full in our [G] solo cups, listening
to the [D] humming of the [G] [C] 44's.
Like a concert, I'm a [G] beat up boy.
Arm hanging out the [D] window, [G] smiling away, [C] smoking on some grown where the [G] cattle graze.
Oh well, they say there's [D] not nothing [G] wrong with [C] smoking dope.
[G]
So light one up [F] and let's go [C] rolling strong.
_ [G]
So pass me [F] that and let's start [C] rolling [Em] strong.
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