Chords for yelawolf - fiddle me this

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_ Before I say goodbye, I'd like to say good day.
And I hope you say goodbye when it answers the word for you to pay.
For my music, for press and play, for all the stress that went into my song, my love and hate.
The most honest I could be with you to date [N] is to say thank you, Shady, for the MVP me with no host bar.
Thank you for the chance to enhance this old car.
This old charred moonshine is but two fine lines on a blank sheet, but so far,
these two lines point directly to my home on the mothership Sonar.
Valley UFOs, I go [C] par.
Heard the South Beach is so barred.
In the mouth of these MCs, but [Db] who am I to judge on what they love?
I guess they enjoy [Cm] being broken coast [Bb] guards.
And I'm soaking so hard from the sweat that I could take your [F] clothes off.
I'd a-fuckin' rake the whole yard.
[C] Should sit back and shake the dode off.
But I'm already gone.
I got a vision [D] like telephones.
In an envelope [F] like letters, [Cm] letters, green money, loan.
Wolf packs in the cow's home.
I keep making these albums.
You [F] might have heard of dial tone, but I was [C] on the other line when I hung up the phone.
[Bb] I send a postcard [F] when I leave.
[Cm] Think about you when I dream.
And when I'm up under [F] the hot beans, [D] I [Cm] reflect that shining.
Of [F] light and life, of heart, of sun and [C] I am.
You had to come a long way from Dixieland.
Take my hand.
Take my [F] hand.
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_ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] I'm [Cm] talking low rise.
_ _ [Bb] 77 [Eb] degrees.
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Hell dogs.
Nothing but them legs.
[F] Sinking them glass in the front [Cm] yard of the Trader Paul's.
One [F] time with a single [Gm] wide and a little crib.
Two _ [F] times if you know what it's [Eb] like to fucking [Cm] live.
Three _ [F] times in a row you've been [Cm] laid on the grand.
_ [F] Four times before you [C] did the same old shit.
_ Baby done [F] grown up.
Working that bed like [C] a grown up.
Fucking [Bb] toned up like [Ebm] a glock top.
I'm a gone [Cm] hush.
Just [F] like daddy told me when I [C] didn't have one.
[F] Fuck it, I'm happy for [C] him.
Cause he caught a bad one.
[Gm] I popped out of that easy [F] bake.
Landed [Cm] in Panama clean and safe.
Dropped out of high school [F] reason hey.
[C] I'm already high from a seedless ache.
And they wonder [Bbm] why I speak this [Cm] way.
And you ain't never seen this place.
[F] Well here's the American [C] pie.
It's a dixie piece [F] of cake. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[G] _ I bring in that thing.
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[F] She's serious. _ _ _ _
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_ [F] _ _ That's _ _ _ [Bbm] it. _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] That's it.
I'm back in the flesh, back in the [Ab] flesh
_ I'm still alive, I'm [A] alive
I'm alive, _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Bbm] _ _ I'm _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ alive
I'm alive, I'm alive
I'm alive, _ I'm alive _ _ _ _ _
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