Capo 2 

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I know where I come from, how bout you 
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I don't need baggy clothes or rings in my nose to be cool 
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The scars on my knuckles match the scuffs on these cowboy boots 
    A                             D            A  
And there's a whole lot more like me, how bout you 

I punch the clock tryin to make it to the top...How bout you? 
I ain't got no blue blood trust fund I can dip into. 
Yeah I wish uncle Sam would dive a damn about the man whose collar is blue. 
But if he don't hell i'll make it on my own...How bout you? 

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How bout you 
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Do you feel the way I do 
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To tell the truth I think we're the chosen few 
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But that's just me...How bout you