Hank Williams III – Not Everybody Likes Us (Guitar)

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[Intro] A D [Verse 1]
D
Well, hello there folks, how the hell are you doin'

                                   A
It's good to be in your local bar again.
So let's get loud, we'll get stoned an' get proud,
                                              D
Have a damn good time until the show's at an' end.
Sometimes I'm wired an' sometimes, I'm tired,
                             G
But I'm doin' the best that I can.

                              D
So let's have a drink and get drunk with Hank,

             A           D
An' may the outlaws rise again.
[Chorus]
D                   G     C   G
Well I'm A son of a son. 

                                        D 
I've gotten shit for what I've said an' done.

                              A
Well, I remember watchin' ol' Waylon,

                         D
When he was shootin' his shotgun.

                     G       C  G
It's a certain kinda livin', 

                     D
It's a certain kinda style.

              A
Not everybody likes us,

                           D
But we we drive some folks wild.
[Instrumental Break] G C G D A D x2 [Verse 2]
D
Well I think I'd rather eat the barrel,

                            A
Of a double-barrel loaded shotgun,
Than to hear that shit they call pop-country music,
                      D
On ninety-eight-point-one.
Just so you know, so it's it's set in stone,
                                      G
Kid Rock don't come from where I come from

                                      D
Yeah, it's true, he's a Yank, he ain't no son of Hank

       A                                    D
If you thought so, god-damn, you're fucking dumb. 
[Chorus]
D                G      C   G
So let's get real loud 

                     D
Let's get stoned and proud.

                        A
Pour me another shot of whiskey,

                       D
An' this one's for the south.

                     G         C   G
It's a certain kinda livin', 

                     D
It's a certain kinda style.

              A
Not everybody likes us,

                           D
But we we drive some folks wild.

              A
Not everybody likes us,

                           D
But we we drive some folks wild.

              A
Not everybody likes us,

                           D
But we we drive some folks wild.