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       Am  
Well I started on the whiskey pretty early this morning  
C  
That's alright, I was up all night  
      G  
But I passed out before the sun came up  
F                  E  
I always wanted to see one of those  
  Am  
I know that's no way for a man to behave  
       C  
With a mortgage due and a baby on the way  
    G  
But somehow I made it to where I'm at  
F                       E  
It's been a living as a matter of fact  

        Am  
I get a bad attitude from being tired and running 'round  
  C  
I never ask for anyone to say they like my sound  
     G  
I've never been a part of any musical scene  
  F                                    E  
I ain't just talking Nashville, if you know what I mean  
           Am  
They don't write about me in their magazines  
            C  
And I don't ask for no reviews on the songs that I sing  
  G  
I never had a lot of friends and I'm alright by that  
    F                     E  
But people keep on coming back  

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Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys  
           F  
They don't care about no trends  
           C                     G  
They don't care about songs that sell  
        C              G  
Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone  
     Dm                   F  
So tonight everybody just sing along  
        C             G               Dm  
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys  

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          Am  
I've been standing on the outside for all of my life  
    C  
But I like the view, I'm not gonna lie  
          G  
Yeah, the yuppies and the hipsters and the wannabe scenes  
     F                  E  
That ain't down-home to me  
       Am  
I like two dollar beers, I like three dollar wells  
            C  
At some old honkytonk bar that I know by the smell  
         G  
Some old drunk on a barstool on a Merle Haggard tune  
F                 E  
That's my kind of room  

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Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys  
           F  
They don't care about no trends  
           C                     G  
They don't care about songs that sell  
        C              G  
Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone  
   Dm                     F  
So tonight everybody just sing along.  
        C             G               Dm  
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys  

                      C             G               Dm  
Yeah we'll be raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys  

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