Intro: D A G F C (x2) 

verse 1 

        D                    A            G 
I was just like you three months ago 
        F         C        D         A       G      F     C 
On my first trip to the Burnt Part! 
    D                   A                G 
Forget that Cub Scout crap you know 
        F          C        D       A        G      F      C 
Not a course that you can plo-o-o-o-o-ot 

      D                  A      G           F     C 
You Lewis and Clarkers need a little Sacagawea 
      D                 A                G       C 
To lead you through a land that maps forgot 


[Refrão]

   D      A      G    F    C 
North, South, East, West 
        D             A             G        C 
That little compass didn't have a prayer 
  D              A         G                    F      C 
Wanna see the Burnt Part?     Hate to break it to ya 
 D             A                   G 
I'm your only way to get up there 

verse 2 

        D                    A             G 
It's a good eight miles but let me say 
         F      C        D     A      G       F     C 
It's a hike to hell and back 
     D                    A           G 
Without my lead you're M.I.A 
    F          C  D       A           G       F     C 
A snack for a kodia-a-a-a-a-ak 

        D         A 
You're lacking intuition 
        G            F     C 
Not to mention ammunition 
D                        A                   G                  F     C 
At first glance you'll piss your pants, and turn right back around 
           D             A                      F 
You don't know your Cub ass from a hole in the ground! 

verse 3 

                 D        A 
There's jagged rocks 
               G          F 
The quickest quicksand 
C          D                    A              G      F 
Poisoned vines that wrap your neck up like a noose 
         C    D          A 
There's wolverines 
                G         F 
I've seen 'em firsthand 
 C         D           A                 G        C 
There are prehistoric creatures on the loose 


[Refrão]

   D      A      G    F    C 
North, South, East, West 
        D             A             G        C 
That little compass didn't have a prayer 
  D              A         G                    F      C 
Wanna see the Burnt Part?     Hate to break it to ya 
 D             A              F 
I'm your only way to get up there! 

 D        A    G                    D 
I'm your only way to get up there.