What You Think Chords by Rebel Son

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_ _ _ _ _ In this day and age, lifestyles ain't all the same.
Everybody's looking for somebody else to blame.
[Bb] But nothing in here pays you worse than to hear you rich folk whine.
You're [F] addicted to wealth, to yourself, you're addicted to the dollar sign.
[C] You put me down cause I was [Bb] raised just a little bit different from you.
[F] Well I work with my hands and respect my [C] land, I'm just as [F] proud as you. _
_ _ _ _ _ You get up and go to work, put on your pretty suit and tie.
Well I put on a beat up shirt, work boots and faded old Levi's.
[Bb] I grind my fucking knuckles to the bone to make ends meet.
[F] So I'm glad if you get mad when I drive fast down your street.
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We get pissed off cause we [Bb] like to get loud all over [F] town.
You can go to hell cause my rebel yell volume don't go down.
_ _ _ _ _ We're [Bb] just backwards boys making noise in a new age society.
And we [F] don't give a shit about stock market or life or luxury.
[Bb] A simple man is what I am, status ain't for me.
I [C] may not have a yacht, but I'm happy as can [Bb] be.
I can drink a beer and shoot a deer faster than you can blink.
[F] But you think I crashed your high class and that your shit don't stink.
Well [C] I'm an onkytonk and [Bb] rip-rop and shit [F]-stop and redneck.
And I don't [C] give a fuck [F] what you think. _
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Moneybags, that people you call friends.
But when it came down to it you'd probably be too brief to help him.
[Bb] Well I've got good buddies for whom I put my life on the line.
[F] Cause I know they'd do the same for me if I was ever in a bind.
[C] Your heart is made [Bb] of parts that come from a synthetic tank.
[F] When you get donor and you'll start to [C] burn you can take that [F] to the bank.
_ _ _ _ _ _ You read the Wall Street Journal sipping champagne in your linsing.
Well I'll be alright with a cold Bud Light and a Hot Rod magazine.
[Bb] You all love them BMWs and Porsches that you [F] drive.
Well my gas guzzler's 57 bow tie suits are fine.
[C] So keep in mind you pretty [Bb] pennies who think they're all so cool.
[F] Good remember we're the ones who beat [C] the shit out of [F] you in school.
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] We're just backwoods boys making noise in a new age society.
[F] And we don't give a shit about stock market or life or luxury.
[Bb] A simple man is what I am, status ain't for me.
[C] I may not have a yacht but I'm half the ass than me.
[Bb] I can drink a beer and shoot a deer faster than you can blink.
[F] But you think I'm trash, you're high class and that's your shit don't think.
Well I'm [C] a honky tonkin' rip [Bb] off and shit stomping [F] redneck.
And I don't [C] give a fuck [F] what you think.
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_ _ _ _ _ You like to play croquet, talk politics and fantasy.
Well the grand lottery on Saturday night on the radio is fine with me.
[Bb] I may not have been born with a silver spoon in my mouth.
But [F] I'm proud to be a no bullshit boy from down south.
[C] I'm a hundred percent working [Bb] man that's what I'll always [F] be.
So you upper class can kiss my [C] ass cause you ain't worth a [F] shit to me.
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] [Bb] We're just backwoods boys making noise in a new age society.
[F] And we don't give a shit about stock market or life or luxury.
[Bb] A simple man is what I am, sad and faint for me.
I may not have a yacht but [C] I'm half the ass than me.
[Bb] I can drink a beer and shoot a deer faster than you can [F] blink.
But you think I'm trash, you're high class and that's your shit don't think.
Well I'm [C] a honky tonkin' rip [Bb] off and shit stomping [F] redneck.
And [C] I don't give a fuck [F] what you think. _
_ _ _ _ _ No we don't give a fuck about [C] your [Bb] big bucks or [F] what you think.
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] No we _ [C] don't give a blind fuck what [F] you think.
_ _ _ Fuck you. _
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