G          F                            C               F C 
I didn't write this song in some Nashville office space 

G         F                             C               F C 
And even hate me for the mainstream, hey I ain't got a pretty face 

G                       B                       E       D       A 
But if you want to hear a song about just another poor man's son 

C                       F               D 
Hand me some cheap guitar, hey, hell I can get it done 

              G                 F                       E               D 
I'm just a cliché country singer, muther fucking, scum bag hum dinger 

C                       B               A                       D 
Flipping the world my middle finger, just like Johnny Cash 

G                  F#/D              F                  E        
Though it's all cliché, what the hell else could I say' 

        C               F               C                       G 
Other than, if you don't like me, you can kiss my ass 


Met her in the basement of a downtown Baptist church 

I was strung out bad, she was strung out worse 

It was a rough time in my life, oh, but a least I got this first 

Cause if you gonna sing it proud, you gotta live it first, baby that's the curse of a  

              G                 F                       E               D 
I'm just a cliché country singer, muther fucking, scum bag hum dinger 

C                       B               A                       D 
Flipping the world my middle finger, just like Johnny Cash 

G                  F#/D              F                  E        
Though it's all cliché, what the hell else could I say' 

        C               F               C                       G 
Other than, if you don't like me, you can kiss my ass 


B               D#                      E 
And as for Nashville, guess I don't need them 
C               G               C       D 
I'll take the cash and keep my freedom  

              A                 G                       F#              E 
I'm just a cliché country singer, muther fucking, scum bag hum dinger 

D                       C#              B                       E 
Flipping the world my middle finger, just like Johnny Cash 

A                  G#                F                  F#       
Though it's all cliché, what the hell else could I say' 

        D               F               G                       A  
Other than, if you don't like me, you can kiss my ass 


A               F#              B       D 
if you don't like me, you can kiss my ass,