Chords for Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother - Ray Wylie Hubbard

_ [B] _ [Ab] I remember one [Eb] time I went to see Bob Dylan, I [D] really wanted to hear him do [E] Masters of
War and he didn't do it, [Ab] or he did it and I didn't recognize him.
[Abm] You hear that, Gabe?
I didn't think Gene [Gb] Smith knew what they were [G] playing, he was a guitar player.
That went long, but he's doing good now.
So anyhow, _ _ I remember I left with this [D] empty feeling inside, [F] some of you people, that have
[A] that void in your life, [Em] and having me sing up against the wall, Redneck Mother, can fill
that hole with anger.
[G] Well, [N] _
you really may not say a lot for either one of us.
[G] Let me explain it.
There's some young kids here, and they're probably thinking, [A] why is this elderly genius
sits there songwriter guy doing [D] this old Jerry [G] Cab Walk or something?
I can read minds too.
Well, I'll tell you, let me explain it.
_ A long time ago, the man far away, in West Texas, in Northeastern Mexico, if you _ were
a young, long-haired, cosmic, cowboy, hippie, Austin musician, it was a very dangerous time.
This was before Willie Nelson sang at the Armadillo World Headquarters in Austin, Texas,
bringing the hippies and the rednecks together through the power of damn good country song.
_ _ [A] _ [D] Well, this isn't [G] one of those.
He's born _ [C] in Oklahoma, _ [D] and his wife's name's Betty [G] Jo Gamblet. _
He's not responsible for what he's doing.
[D] His mother, she made him what [G] he is.
And it's up against the [D] wall, Redneck Mother.
[G] Say hello, Redneck, we wasted [D] you.
Mother, who has raised her [G] son so well. _ _
He's 34, drinking [C] in a Hawking top.
[D] It's a king and his ass is [G] raising hell. _
But you know he sure likes to drink Lone Star [C] and Pearl and [G] Shiner [D] Von Beer.
And Lone Star, he likes beer.
[G] He likes Texas.
He likes Texas beer.
He traded in his GMC [C] pickup truck to God before.
[D] He gave it to his son who took it to college, and he put a [G] little plastic statue of Robert Earl Keen on the dashboard.
He's a saint where I come from.
And it's up against the wall, Redneck Mother.
Sing along, begin to [C] live, you wasted [D] youth.
Mother, who has raised her [G] son so well.
_ _ _ He's 34, drinking in a [C] Hawking top.
[D] It's a king and his ass is [G] raising hell.
_ You know, it's actually for the mileage I've got out of this song.
To tell you the [Db] truth, people, this [D] song should have been done 20, 25 years ago.
[G] Probably never even written, let alone remembered.
I mean, it's only got three chords in it.
It's politically incorrect, [D] but the way that I look at it, [G] careers have been built on less.
I wonder what [Dm] Vanilla Ice is doing tonight.
_ _ I got a gig.
[A] _
[Dm] People [Am] come up to me nowadays, people come up to me and actually ask me about [G] songwriting.
They say, Ray, what's the most [E] important thing about songwriting?
I have to say, the most [G] important thing about songwriting is right after you write a song,
ask yourself, [N] can I sing this for 39 [D] years? _
[G] I'm like, I'm like, check the hospital with him, I'm missing. _ _
_ O is for okay, that's about [C] enough of that.
T is [G] for Texas, H is for [D] here we are in Texas.
E is for X, [G] and R is for A.
And it's up against the wall, [C] redneck mother.
Drink up, sing along.
[D] Mother who has raised her [G] son so well.
So well, so well, so well.
He's 34, drinking [C] in a hotel. _
[D] Let the kicking hippie's asses [G] raise in hell.
Okay, you're on your own.
[D] And [E] it's up against the wall, redneck mother.
[Am] Drink _ [Gm] _ _ [G] up, sing along.
Mother who has raised her son so well.
So well, so well, [N] so well.
He's 34, drinking in a hotel.
[Em] _ _ [Bb] _
Drink up, sing along.
Mother who [Eb] has raised [G] her son so well.
So well, [D] so well, so well.
He's 34, drinking in a hotel.
Let the kicking hippie's asses [G] raise in hell.
[D] _
[G] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
I want to say it again.
_ [G] I don't know if I [N] can take that as a compliment.