Muscadine Bloodline – Southern Boy Cure (Guitar)

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Dust off my boots, working ten hour shifts

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I'm clocking out, getting off soon

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'Cause I'm the kind of southern man, if you can understand

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That goes fishing every afternoon

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And I'm always stressing 'cause this cold corporate world keeps on pressing

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All these problems that I can't stand on me

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So I throw out a line, kick back, unwind

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And I finally think that I'm at peace

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Good looking, home cooking girl I come home to

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At the end of a long hard day

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Who I kiss, I hug and I hold and I never let go

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'Cause she say everything is okay

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So I wake up in the morning at the crack of dawn

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Hell tired but I'm ready to go

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And the day I endure yeah that's for sure

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At the fishing hole southern boy cure

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Well I'm working all the time, I got a lot on my mind

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To the point that I can't get some sleep

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I do the work that I dread just to make a little bread

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Yeah this quarter acre didn't come cheap

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And now I'm making mistakes that can't be erased

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And when will I ever learn

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'Cause when I realize I'm frowning, I just feel like I'm dying

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'Cause all I caught was a first degree burn

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Good looking, home cooking girl I come home to

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At the end of a long hard day

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Who I kiss, I hug and I hold and I never let go

             G                  Cm
'Cause she say everything is okay

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So I wake up in the morning at the crack of dawn

       G                    Cm
Hell tired but I'm ready to go

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And the day I endure yeah that's for sure

         G                     Cm
At the fishing hole southern boy cure

   Cm                        F
Good looking, home cooking girl I come home to

        G                  Cm
At the end of a long hard day

       Cm                                   F
Who I kiss, I hug and I hold and I never let go

             G                  Cm
'Cause she say everything is okay

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So I wake up in the morning at the crack of dawn

       G                    Cm
Hell tired but I'm ready to go

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And the day I endure yeah that's for sure

         G                     Cm
At the fishing hole southern boy cure