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Morgan Wallen, HARDY – Come Back As A Redneck

Transpose:
Capo ♪ fret 3

Intro : A G D..
        A G D..

A        G 
 hey mr. city man
D
rollie on your wrist nasdaq in your hand
A                       G 
rollin' your eyes at my beat up truck
D
feed in the back, spittin' in my cup

A                  G 
 both our tags say tennessee
  D
i don't know you,
i know you don't know me
       A
but if this red light
       G 
didn't have to change
D
 i'd have time to say

Reff :
          A               G 
 when you die, i hope you come back
      D
 as a redneck
           A
 i hope it sticks on you
        G            D
 like a hell hot sun tattoo..
            A
 i hope you break your back
          G             D
 for that barely get by paycheck
              A
 and when you can't, you gotta go
     G                   D
 and bloody up a buck or two..

 A
 catch the holy ghost
      G 
 on a pinewood bench
 D
 drive across the county
 just to hook up a winch..
 A                       G 
 revel in the pride of a simple man..
 D                       A    G  D
  maybe then you'll understand..
 A       G      D
 oh.. uwooh.. oooh..

         A
i didn't choosе my raisin'
        G 
and you didn't choose yours
    D
you work in four walls
                        A
and i'm workin' four by fours
                             G 
we ain't as differеnt as you think we is
   D
but i didn't pull up
                               D
sayin', "won't ya look at that born rich
                                    D
fed with a silver spoon, trust fund kid"
like you did

Reff :
             A               G 
 so when you die, i hope you come back
      D
 as a redneck
           A
 i hope it sticks on you
        G            D
 like a hell hot sun tattoo..
            A
 i hope you break your back
          G             D
 for that barely get by paycheck
              A
 and when you can't, you gotta go
     G                   D
 and bloody up a buck or two..

 A
 catch the holy ghost
      G 
 on a pinewood bench
 D
 drive across the county
 just to hook up a winch..
 A                       G 
 revel in the pride of a simple man..
 D                      (A)
  maybe then you'll understand

A
 why we say grace
G 
 why we hold hands
D
 keep your shotgun
right by the nightstand
A                       G 
 and why we love a good rain comin' down
    D
and never leave these so called
backward backwood
D
good for nothin' hillbillies
hick towns..

Reff :
             A               G 
 so when you die, i hope you come back
      D
 as a redneck
           A
 i hope it sticks on you
        G            A-G  D
 like a hell hot sun ta..ttoo..
            A
 i hope you break your back
          G             D
 for that barely get by paycheck
              A
 and when you can't, you gotta go
     G                   D
 and bloody up a buck or two..
 yes, you do

 A
 catch the holy ghost
      G 
 on a pinewood bench
 D
 drive across the county
 just to hook up a winch..
 A                       G 
 revel in the pride of a simple man..
 D                       A    G  D
  maybe then you'll understand..
 A        G       D
 woh.. hoooh.. hoooh..
                        A
 yeah, then you'll understand..

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===ORIGINAL CHORD===
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Intro : C Bb F..
        C Bb F..

C        Bb
 hey mr. city man
F
rollie on your wrist nasdaq in your hand
C                       Bb
rollin' your eyes at my beat up truck
F
feed in the back, spittin' in my cup

C                  Bb
 both our tags say tennessee
  F
i don't know you,
i know you don't know me
       C
but if this red light
       Bb
didn't have to change
F
 i'd have time to say

Reff :
          C               Bb
 when you die, i hope you come back
      F
 as a redneck
           C
 i hope it sticks on you
        Bb           F
 like a hell hot sun tattoo..
            C
 i hope you break your back
          Bb            F
 for that barely get by paycheck
              C
 and when you can't, you gotta go
     Bb                  F
 and bloody up a buck or two..

 C
 catch the holy ghost
      Bb
 on a pinewood bench
 F
 drive across the county
 just to hook up a winch..
 C                       Bb
 revel in the pride of a simple man..
 F                       C    Bb F
  maybe then you'll understand..
 C       Bb     F
 oh.. uwooh.. oooh..

         C
i didn't choosе my raisin'
        Bb
and you didn't choose yours
    F
you work in four walls
                        C
and i'm workin' four by fours
                             Bb
we ain't as differеnt as you think we is
   F
but i didn't pull up
                               F
sayin', "won't ya look at that born rich
                                    F
fed with a silver spoon, trust fund kid"
like you did

Reff :
             C               Bb
 so when you die, i hope you come back
      F
 as a redneck
           C
 i hope it sticks on you
        Bb           F
 like a hell hot sun tattoo..
            C
 i hope you break your back
          Bb            F
 for that barely get by paycheck
              C
 and when you can't, you gotta go
     Bb                  F
 and bloody up a buck or two..

 C
 catch the holy ghost
      Bb
 on a pinewood bench
 F
 drive across the county
 just to hook up a winch..
 C                       Bb
 revel in the pride of a simple man..
 F                      (C)
  maybe then you'll understand

C
 why we say grace
Bb
 why we hold hands
F
 keep your shotgun
right by the nightstand
C                       Bb
 and why we love a good rain comin' down
    F
and never leave these so called
backward backwood
F
good for nothin' hillbillies
hick towns..

Reff :
             C               Bb
 so when you die, i hope you come back
      F
 as a redneck
           C
 i hope it sticks on you
        Bb           C-Bb F
 like a hell hot sun ta..ttoo..
            C
 i hope you break your back
          Bb            F
 for that barely get by paycheck
              C
 and when you can't, you gotta go
     Bb                  F
 and bloody up a buck or two..
 yes, you do

 C
 catch the holy ghost
      Bb
 on a pinewood bench
 F
 drive across the county
 just to hook up a winch..
 C                       Bb
 revel in the pride of a simple man..
 F                       C    Bb F
  maybe then you'll understand..
 C        Bb      F
 woh.. hoooh.. hoooh..
                        C
 yeah, then you'll understand..
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