HARDY (US, country) – Jim Bob (Guitar)

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Jim Bob drinks his coffee with a Pall Mall and a Keystone

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Sits out on his front porch with his flea-infested dogs

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Caught a little shrapnel from some boom-boom in his knee bone

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Pops a half a Percocet to keep the hurtin' off

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And they say, "Jim Bob, go to work, quit livin' for the buzz

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Jim Bob, go to church," but Jim Bob never does

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"We don't wanna see you waste your life away"

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He lights another cigarette and all he's got to say is

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"All I wanna do until they lay my body down's

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Take my pills, pay my bills, blow the rest all on some Crown

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Fill this Boone and Crockett holler with 'Country Boy Can Survive'

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Get fucked up on my back forty, point my pistol to the sky

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Make it go pow-pow-pow, somebody gotta go, 'Wow, wow, wow

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That boy's got some demons, he's a hеathen

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Put him at a pew, he needs somе Jesus now, now, now'

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I don't know how, how, how or when it will be

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All I know's I'm gonna live this redneck life until it kills me"

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Jim Bob's got his name already written on some granite

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Main Street Cemetery, underneath that water oak

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He says he never seen it 'cause he hates them city limits

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In the back of a black Cadillac's the only way he'll go, and he goes

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"All I wanna do until they lay my body down's

        E                             Am
Take my pills, pay my bills, blow the rest all on some Crown

                                               F
Fill this Boone and Crockett holler with 'Country Boy Can Survive'

           E                             Am
Get fucked up on my back forty, point my pistol to the sky

                                            F
Make it go pow-pow-pow, somebody gotta go, 'Wow, wow, wow

                    E
That boy's got some demons, he's a hеathen

        Am
Put him at a pew, he needs somе Jesus now, now, now'

                       F
I don't know how, how, how or when it will be

E                                Am
All I know's I'm gonna live this redneck life until it kills me"

Am                         F
"All I wanna do until they lay my body down's

        E                             Am
Take my pills, pay my bills, blow the rest all on some Crown

                                               F
Fill this Boone and Crockett holler with 'Country Boy Can Survive'

           E                             Am
Get fucked up on my back forty, point my pistol to the sky

                                            F
Make it go pow-pow-pow, somebody gotta go, 'Wow, wow, wow

                    E
That boy's got some demons, he's a hеathen

        Am
Put him at a pew, he needs somе Jesus now, now, now'

                       F
I don't know how, how, how or when it will be

E                                Am
All I know's I'm gonna live this redneck life until it kills me"