Аккорды Tanner Laws - Jeans A Flannel And Boots

[Verse 1]
N.C.                     D                   Am
Empty again, I hit the liquor drawer today
                                 Em
Damn that retched captain led me down the wrong way
                                   D
Tried to numb the pain, I ended up drowning in a sea
    Am                          Em
Of lies and promises that somebody made to me
                                         D
Tried to crack the riddle, I got caught staring at the cystal ball
        Am                                            Em
I saw a beam of light shining down on a woman bathing under a waterfall
                                          D
She caught me staring but just smiled and beckoned me to come
             Am                                                       Em
She said, "I like your style. Won't you stay for a while? And tell me where did you come from?"

[Chorus]
Em                       D
I grew up in the holler, raised in the bitter cold
Am                                          Am         G        Em
Times got rough, but it made me tough and I dug out of that 'ole hole
                                       D
I learned to live off the land, how to hunt and how to shoot
           Am                                                                         Em
Well I'm a country boy and I don't wanna wear nothin' but jeans, a flannel, and boots

[Solo]
Em D Am Em X4

[Verse 2]
                                D
Hey now macho man, tell what're you doing here?
     Am                                  Em
I can see the hurting in your eyes as you throw back another beer
                     D
Don't you miss those teenage days
              Am                                  Em
When we could wake up in the morning and not need pills or a pair of shades
                                    D
Easy on the eyes, easy does it, but somehow not for me
        Am                                Em
I can't see too far, just what we are is emotional chemistry
                                      D
Jack of all trades, a jackal, sent to steal my heart away
        Am                                              Em
Well my heart ain't sold and no amount of gold is gonna lead my soul astray

[Chorus 2]
Em                      D
I grew up in the holler, raised in the bitter cold
Am                                          Am         G       Em
Times got rough, but it made me tough and I dug out of that 'ole hole
                                  D
Big bug in a suit and tie wearing shiny funeral shoes
           Am                                                                          Em
Well I'm a country boy and I don't wanna wear nothing but jeans, a flannel, and boots

[Solo]
Em D Am Em X2

[Bridge]
C                           B7
The weather we got coming's always subject to change
C                                     D                Em
Come snow or shine I'm gonna wear the same damn thing

[Chorus]
Em                           D
Cuz I grew up in the holler, raised in the bitter cold
    Am                                     Em
The last best place on earth is where this good 'ole boy calls home
                                       D
I learned to live off the land, how to cast and how to shoot
           Am                                                                         Em
Well I'm a country boy and I don't wanna wear nothin' but jeans, a flannel, and boots
                  Em D Am G Em
And a ball cap too