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Hillbilly Hell

Höfundur lags: Bob McDill , Bob McDill og Wayland Holyfield Flytjandi: Bobby Bare Sent inn af: Anonymous

[C]My friends and my [F]mother [G7]they all like my [F]songs
[C]They said boy [Am]Nashville [F]is where you [G7]belong
And [C]I agreed the music world [F]probably needed [C]me  
Well Music City here I [G7]am   
But I [F]don't think any[G7]body gives a [C]damn

In the cold cold heart of Tennes[F]see  
There's [C]ten thousand dreamers just like [G7]me   
With a [C]song and a guitar and a [F]message to tell
[C]Come to find heaven in [G7]hillbilly [C]hell

Another day a [F]watching [G7]the Cadillac's go [F]past
[C]Writing songs [Am]in my head [F]while I'm a pumping [G7]gas   
[C]Eating beans and wearing jeans and [F]sleeping in my [C]car  
I hope the folks back home will under[G7]stand
It's gonna [F]take a little [G7]longer than I [C]planned


My friends and my mother they all like my songs
They said boy Nashville is where you belong
And I agreed the music world probably needed me
Well Music City here I am
But I don't think anybody gives a damn

In the cold cold heart of Tennessee
There's ten thousand dreamers just like me
With a song and a guitar and a message to tell
Come to find heaven in hillbilly hell

Another day a watching the Cadillac's go past
Writing songs in my head while I'm a pumping gas
Eating beans and wearing jeans and sleeping in my car
I hope the folks back home will understand
It's gonna take a little longer than I planned

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