Chords for Vows (feat. Jelly Roll)
Tempo:
122.8 bpm
Chords used:
E
C
Am
F
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
[Am] [Dm] [Em] [F]
[E] [Am]
[D] [Em] [F]
[E] [C] Hey, too much Tennessee [Ab] class.
Every chick round me got a fat [A] ass.
Every skin with me got that [Ab] black.
Every truck I'm in got bulletproof glass.
[G] Call it long hair how I cut that grass.
All white [Abm] swag but your boy ain't [E] trash.
Redneck [B] truck when I get that bag, put it in the bank.
For my kids and my kids' kids gets fat.
I'm Elvis if he said fuck a lot.
[C] I'm Waylon if he shouldn't see the cops.
I'm Buddy Hollis cause I [Bm] got the box.
Nah, Richie [A] Valens, watch him flip a top
Got these [G] diamonds on me, look like Connie Danvers
No one standing [Ab] by me, I'm a [A] drifter
If you say my name, [G] then don't forget the mister
Up to the church, walk through hell to win
[Am] It's going down right now
Just gotta [C] ride it out
I wanna be among the [E] greatest
That the song of [Am] mine could buy
It's going down right now
[D] Just gotta [C] ride it out
[F] So one day I can be [E] Thomas for the South
I'll be around
It's [Am] going down right now
[C] It's going [F] down right [E] now
Oh, [Am] it's going down right [D] now
[C] It's [F] going down right [E] now
[C] It's going down right now
And it's [F] my bout
Sipping tequila, they [Bm] tell that I'm shitty
Them holla boys still causing [E] hell on these [C] bitches
I'm drunk and I'm stumbling, man, I've been [Gb] fumbling
Forty-five down there, they fell out my britches
[B] All of these [E] rappers been lying to us
You know me blowing the finest of buds
Been chopping them down and [Ab] lining them up
Now the lines are damn near the same size of a [Dm] slug
Tennessee shit, [G] they ain't fucking with [B] this
Told all them critics to [E] suck on my dick, double [G] pockets
Big bitch in the [B] middle of Broadway, drunker than shit
Like, fuck it, I'm rich
[C] I don't need my holler so we think fucked up
I'm blowed, now you wanna [Bm] show them back a Brinks truck [A] job
I still goes in, [G] ask my close [D] friends
I been known [E] to go and burn at both ends
[G] Church told me to go and talk my [Am] shit
Here I go, skim
It's going down right [D] now
Gotta [C] ride it out
I [F] wanna be among the [E] greatest
That the song of [Am] mine could buy
It's going down right now
Just gotta [C] ride it out
So [F] one day I can be [E] Thomas
But it's time I be a writer
[Am] It's going down right now
[C] It's [F] going down right [E] now
Oh, it's [Am] going down right now
It's [F] going down right [E] now
[C] It's going down right now
And these are my [G] vows
[D] Circle [E] [Am]
[E]
[D] glasses like John Lennon
I'm a [E] pioneer, leaving the impressions
Leave the [Dm] studio [G] everyday smelling like President Obama
And hop up in a muscle car too fast, I reckon
But I won't wreck on no track at a session
Being [Ab] this cool, that's my profession
[Dm] Orange diamonds on my neck, [Bm] that's a U.T. pin
[Gb] On that country boy shit, butt slinging all bitches
I'm a red, red, red, [G] red, redneck
My own songs, you check to the same pin on my own desk
CEO of this whole [E] shit
That's why they dress like me, and can't knock off my old hit
[D] Yeah, your boy got [C] the soul kiss
Coming in this bitch whiter than a couple fair-gay [E] Swiss
Spotify spinning like a burnt disc
Giving love as if the Kim would glitch
[Am] It's going down right [D] now
Just gotta ride [C] it out, I [Am] wanna be among the [E] greatest,
Get this song and my [Am] divide.
Just goin' down right [D] now,
Just gotta ride [C] it out,
So [F] one day I can't be [E] Thomas for the south, I'll be [Am] around.
It's goin' down right now,
[C] It's goin' [F]
down right [E] now,
[Ab] Ohhhhhhh it's [Am] goin' down [D] right now,
[G] It's goin' [F]
down right [E] now,
[C] And these are [G] my bound.
[D] [E] [Am] [Abm]
[E] [Am]
[D] [Em] [F]
[E] [C] Hey, too much Tennessee [Ab] class.
Every chick round me got a fat [A] ass.
Every skin with me got that [Ab] black.
Every truck I'm in got bulletproof glass.
[G] Call it long hair how I cut that grass.
All white [Abm] swag but your boy ain't [E] trash.
Redneck [B] truck when I get that bag, put it in the bank.
For my kids and my kids' kids gets fat.
I'm Elvis if he said fuck a lot.
[C] I'm Waylon if he shouldn't see the cops.
I'm Buddy Hollis cause I [Bm] got the box.
Nah, Richie [A] Valens, watch him flip a top
Got these [G] diamonds on me, look like Connie Danvers
No one standing [Ab] by me, I'm a [A] drifter
If you say my name, [G] then don't forget the mister
Up to the church, walk through hell to win
[Am] It's going down right now
Just gotta [C] ride it out
I wanna be among the [E] greatest
That the song of [Am] mine could buy
It's going down right now
[D] Just gotta [C] ride it out
[F] So one day I can be [E] Thomas for the South
I'll be around
It's [Am] going down right now
[C] It's going [F] down right [E] now
Oh, [Am] it's going down right [D] now
[C] It's [F] going down right [E] now
[C] It's going down right now
And it's [F] my bout
Sipping tequila, they [Bm] tell that I'm shitty
Them holla boys still causing [E] hell on these [C] bitches
I'm drunk and I'm stumbling, man, I've been [Gb] fumbling
Forty-five down there, they fell out my britches
[B] All of these [E] rappers been lying to us
You know me blowing the finest of buds
Been chopping them down and [Ab] lining them up
Now the lines are damn near the same size of a [Dm] slug
Tennessee shit, [G] they ain't fucking with [B] this
Told all them critics to [E] suck on my dick, double [G] pockets
Big bitch in the [B] middle of Broadway, drunker than shit
Like, fuck it, I'm rich
[C] I don't need my holler so we think fucked up
I'm blowed, now you wanna [Bm] show them back a Brinks truck [A] job
I still goes in, [G] ask my close [D] friends
I been known [E] to go and burn at both ends
[G] Church told me to go and talk my [Am] shit
Here I go, skim
It's going down right [D] now
Gotta [C] ride it out
I [F] wanna be among the [E] greatest
That the song of [Am] mine could buy
It's going down right now
Just gotta [C] ride it out
So [F] one day I can be [E] Thomas
But it's time I be a writer
[Am] It's going down right now
[C] It's [F] going down right [E] now
Oh, it's [Am] going down right now
It's [F] going down right [E] now
[C] It's going down right now
And these are my [G] vows
[D] Circle [E] [Am]
[E]
[D] glasses like John Lennon
I'm a [E] pioneer, leaving the impressions
Leave the [Dm] studio [G] everyday smelling like President Obama
And hop up in a muscle car too fast, I reckon
But I won't wreck on no track at a session
Being [Ab] this cool, that's my profession
[Dm] Orange diamonds on my neck, [Bm] that's a U.T. pin
[Gb] On that country boy shit, butt slinging all bitches
I'm a red, red, red, [G] red, redneck
My own songs, you check to the same pin on my own desk
CEO of this whole [E] shit
That's why they dress like me, and can't knock off my old hit
[D] Yeah, your boy got [C] the soul kiss
Coming in this bitch whiter than a couple fair-gay [E] Swiss
Spotify spinning like a burnt disc
Giving love as if the Kim would glitch
[Am] It's going down right [D] now
Just gotta ride [C] it out, I [Am] wanna be among the [E] greatest,
Get this song and my [Am] divide.
Just goin' down right [D] now,
Just gotta ride [C] it out,
So [F] one day I can't be [E] Thomas for the south, I'll be [Am] around.
It's goin' down right now,
[C] It's goin' [F]
down right [E] now,
[Ab] Ohhhhhhh it's [Am] goin' down [D] right now,
[G] It's goin' [F]
down right [E] now,
[C] And these are [G] my bound.
[D] [E] [Am] [Abm]
Key:
E
C
Am
F
D
E
C
Am
[Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Em] _ _ [F] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [Em] _ [F] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [C] _ Hey, too much Tennessee [Ab] class.
Every chick round me got a fat [A] ass.
Every skin with me got that [Ab] black.
Every truck I'm in got bulletproof glass.
[G] Call it long hair how I cut that grass.
All white [Abm] swag but your boy ain't [E] trash.
Redneck [B] truck when I get that bag, put it in the bank.
For my kids and my kids' kids gets fat.
I'm Elvis if he said fuck a lot.
[C] I'm Waylon if he shouldn't see the cops.
I'm Buddy Hollis cause I [Bm] got the box.
Nah, Richie [A] Valens, watch him flip a top
Got these [G] diamonds on me, look like Connie Danvers
No one standing [Ab] by me, I'm a [A] drifter
If you say my name, [G] then don't forget the mister
Up to the church, walk through hell to win
[Am] It's going down right now
Just gotta [C] ride it out
I wanna be among the [E] greatest
That the song of [Am] mine could buy
It's going down right now
[D] Just gotta [C] ride it out
[F] So one day I can be [E] Thomas for the South
I'll be around
It's [Am] going down right now
_ _ [C] It's going [F] down right [E] now
Oh, [Am] it's going down right [D] now
_ _ [C] It's [F] going down right [E] now
[C] It's going down right now
And it's [F] my bout
Sipping tequila, they [Bm] tell that I'm shitty
Them holla boys still causing [E] hell on these [C] bitches
I'm drunk and I'm stumbling, man, I've been [Gb] fumbling
Forty-five down there, they fell out my britches
[B] All of these [E] rappers been lying to us
You know me blowing the finest of buds
Been chopping them down and [Ab] lining them up
Now the lines are damn near the same size of a [Dm] slug
Tennessee shit, [G] they ain't fucking with [B] this
Told all them critics to [E] suck on my dick, double [G] pockets
Big bitch in the [B] middle of Broadway, drunker than shit
Like, fuck it, I'm rich
[C] I don't need my holler so we think fucked up
I'm blowed, now you wanna [Bm] show them back a Brinks truck [A] job
I still goes in, [G] ask my close [D] friends
I been known [E] to go and burn at both ends
[G] Church told me to go and talk my [Am] shit
Here I go, skim
It's going down right [D] now
Gotta [C] ride it out
I [F] wanna be among the [E] greatest
That the song of [Am] mine could buy
It's going down right now
Just gotta [C] ride it out
So [F] one day I can be [E] Thomas
But it's time I be a writer
[Am] It's going down right now
_ _ [C] It's [F] going down right [E] now
Oh, it's [Am] going down right now
_ _ It's [F] going down right [E] now
_ [C] It's going down right now
And these are my [G] vows
_ [D] Circle _ [E] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[D] glasses like John Lennon
I'm a [E] pioneer, leaving the impressions
Leave the [Dm] studio [G] everyday smelling like President Obama
And hop up in a muscle car too fast, I reckon
But I won't wreck on no track at a session
Being [Ab] this cool, that's my profession
[Dm] Orange diamonds on my neck, [Bm] that's a U.T. pin
[Gb] On that country boy shit, butt slinging all bitches
I'm a red, red, red, [G] red, redneck
My own songs, you check to the same pin on my own desk
CEO of this whole [E] shit
That's why they dress like me, and can't knock off my old hit
[D] Yeah, your boy got [C] the soul kiss
Coming in this bitch whiter than a couple fair-gay [E] Swiss
Spotify spinning like a burnt disc
Giving love as if the Kim would glitch
[Am] It's going down right [D] now
Just gotta ride [C] it out, I [Am] wanna be among the [E] greatest,
Get this song and my [Am] divide.
Just goin' down right [D] now,
Just gotta ride [C] it out,
So [F] one day I can't be [E] Thomas for the south, I'll be [Am] around.
It's goin' down right now,
_ _ [C] It's goin' [F]
down right [E] now,
_ [Ab] Ohhhhhhh it's [Am] goin' down [D] right now,
_ _ [G] It's goin' [F]
down right [E] now,
_ [C] And these are [G] my bound.
_ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [Em] _ [F] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [C] _ Hey, too much Tennessee [Ab] class.
Every chick round me got a fat [A] ass.
Every skin with me got that [Ab] black.
Every truck I'm in got bulletproof glass.
[G] Call it long hair how I cut that grass.
All white [Abm] swag but your boy ain't [E] trash.
Redneck [B] truck when I get that bag, put it in the bank.
For my kids and my kids' kids gets fat.
I'm Elvis if he said fuck a lot.
[C] I'm Waylon if he shouldn't see the cops.
I'm Buddy Hollis cause I [Bm] got the box.
Nah, Richie [A] Valens, watch him flip a top
Got these [G] diamonds on me, look like Connie Danvers
No one standing [Ab] by me, I'm a [A] drifter
If you say my name, [G] then don't forget the mister
Up to the church, walk through hell to win
[Am] It's going down right now
Just gotta [C] ride it out
I wanna be among the [E] greatest
That the song of [Am] mine could buy
It's going down right now
[D] Just gotta [C] ride it out
[F] So one day I can be [E] Thomas for the South
I'll be around
It's [Am] going down right now
_ _ [C] It's going [F] down right [E] now
Oh, [Am] it's going down right [D] now
_ _ [C] It's [F] going down right [E] now
[C] It's going down right now
And it's [F] my bout
Sipping tequila, they [Bm] tell that I'm shitty
Them holla boys still causing [E] hell on these [C] bitches
I'm drunk and I'm stumbling, man, I've been [Gb] fumbling
Forty-five down there, they fell out my britches
[B] All of these [E] rappers been lying to us
You know me blowing the finest of buds
Been chopping them down and [Ab] lining them up
Now the lines are damn near the same size of a [Dm] slug
Tennessee shit, [G] they ain't fucking with [B] this
Told all them critics to [E] suck on my dick, double [G] pockets
Big bitch in the [B] middle of Broadway, drunker than shit
Like, fuck it, I'm rich
[C] I don't need my holler so we think fucked up
I'm blowed, now you wanna [Bm] show them back a Brinks truck [A] job
I still goes in, [G] ask my close [D] friends
I been known [E] to go and burn at both ends
[G] Church told me to go and talk my [Am] shit
Here I go, skim
It's going down right [D] now
Gotta [C] ride it out
I [F] wanna be among the [E] greatest
That the song of [Am] mine could buy
It's going down right now
Just gotta [C] ride it out
So [F] one day I can be [E] Thomas
But it's time I be a writer
[Am] It's going down right now
_ _ [C] It's [F] going down right [E] now
Oh, it's [Am] going down right now
_ _ It's [F] going down right [E] now
_ [C] It's going down right now
And these are my [G] vows
_ [D] Circle _ [E] _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[D] glasses like John Lennon
I'm a [E] pioneer, leaving the impressions
Leave the [Dm] studio [G] everyday smelling like President Obama
And hop up in a muscle car too fast, I reckon
But I won't wreck on no track at a session
Being [Ab] this cool, that's my profession
[Dm] Orange diamonds on my neck, [Bm] that's a U.T. pin
[Gb] On that country boy shit, butt slinging all bitches
I'm a red, red, red, [G] red, redneck
My own songs, you check to the same pin on my own desk
CEO of this whole [E] shit
That's why they dress like me, and can't knock off my old hit
[D] Yeah, your boy got [C] the soul kiss
Coming in this bitch whiter than a couple fair-gay [E] Swiss
Spotify spinning like a burnt disc
Giving love as if the Kim would glitch
[Am] It's going down right [D] now
Just gotta ride [C] it out, I [Am] wanna be among the [E] greatest,
Get this song and my [Am] divide.
Just goin' down right [D] now,
Just gotta ride [C] it out,
So [F] one day I can't be [E] Thomas for the south, I'll be [Am] around.
It's goin' down right now,
_ _ [C] It's goin' [F]
down right [E] now,
_ [Ab] Ohhhhhhh it's [Am] goin' down [D] right now,
_ _ [G] It's goin' [F]
down right [E] now,
_ [C] And these are [G] my bound.
_ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _