[INTRO:  ]C  
 C  
I'm walkin' down the street like Lucky LaRue. 
 F  
Got my hand in my pocket, I'm thinkin' 'bout you. 

        C              G  
I ain't hurtin' nobody,  
                   C  
I ain't hurtin' no one. 
  
  C  
There's three hundred men in the state of Tennessee. 
 F  
They're waiting to die, they won't never be free.  

          C             G  
I ain't hurtin' nobody,  
                    C  
I ain't hurtin' no one. 
  
 G                                                                         F      C 
Six million, seven-hundred thousand and thirty-three lights on.  
 G                                                                                                F    C 
You think someone could take the time to sit down and listen to the words of my song. 

C  
At the beach in Indiana, I was nine years old, 
F  
Heard Little Richard singing "Tutti Frutti" from the top of a telephone pole. 

            C           G  
I wasn't hurtin' nobody,  
                     C  
I wasn't hurtin' no one. 
  
 C  
There's roosters laying chickens and chickens laying eggs, 
F  
Farm machinery eating people's arms and legs. 

          C             G  
I ain't hurtin' nobody,  
                    C  
I ain't hurtin' no one. 
  
G                                                                          F      C 
Perfectly crafted popular hit songs never use the wrong rhyme. 
 G                                                                          F      C 
You'd think that waitress could get my order right the first time. 

INSTRUMENTAL:  
 C    F    C   G    C  

 C  
She's sitting on the back steps just shucking that corn. 
 F  
That gal's been grinning since the day she was born. 

            C            G  
She ain't hurtin' nobody, 
                      C  
She ain't hurtin' no one. 
  
C  
I used to live in Chicago, where the cold wind blows.  
F  
I delivered more junk mail than the junkyard would hold. 

            C           G  
I wasn't hurtin' nobody,  
                     C  
I wasn't hurtin' no one. 
  
 G                                                                                        F     C 
You can fool some of the people part of the time in a rock and roll song. 
 G                                                     F    C 
Fifty million Elvis Presley Fans can't be all wrong. 
  
C  
I'm walkin' down the street like Lucky LaRue.  
F  
Got my hand in my pocket, Baby, I'm thinkin' 'bout you.  

           C           G  
I ain't hurtin' nobody,  
                    C  
I ain't hurtin' no one. 
  
ENDING:  
          C            G  
I ain't hurtin' nobody,  
                    C  
I ain't hurtin' no one.  
  C      F  
  C            G  
Hurtin' nobody,  
            C  
Hurtin' no one.  
  C      F  
  C            G  
Hurtin' nobody,  
            C  
Hurtin' no one.  
  C      F  
  C           G  
Hurtin' nobody,  
            C  FADE  
Hurtin' no one.