Jelly Roll – Mobile Home (Guitar)

           G
i've been smoking..

    Am
and i ain't coming down..

      C
no my feet won't touch the ground

            G
and i can't help it..

       G
i seen hopeless..

            Am
i rather be lost and never found..

                 C
ain't no tellin' where i'm heading now

      G
and i accept it..

      C
momma smoke like willie

       D                G
in the back of a mobile home..

       C
on the road again

      D                    G
poppa lives like a rollin' stone..

       C
i just plant my seed

    D                 Em
sit back and watch em grow..

     C
take all my problems

  D              G
i roll em up and smoke..

           G
i like the whiskey..

  Am
tequila when its cold..

      C
i can feel it in my soul..

               G
when i tie one off..

          G
my doctor tells me..

           Am
if i wanna grow great and old..

            C
ima have to let these vices go..

            G
but i don't know..

      C
momma smoke like willie

       D                G
in the back of a mobile home..

       C
on the road again

      D                    G
poppa lives like a rollin' stone..

       C
i just plant my seed

    D                 Em
sit back and watch em grow..

     C
take all my problems

  D              G
i roll em up and smoke..

          Em
there's a single wide trailer..

      D
momma sittin at the table..

C
watching basic cable

               G
with the cigarette lit..

        Em
all the hell that we been raising..

        D
and the trails that we been blazing..

   C
to be this lucky that

           Cm
don't make no sense..

      C
momma smoke like willie

       D                G
in the back of a mobile home..

       C
on the road again

      D                    G
poppa lives like a rollin' stone..

       C
i just plant my seed

    D                 Em
sit back and watch em grow..

     C
take all my problems

  D              G
i roll em up and smoke..