Upchurch – Necks Too Red (Guitar)

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Dm  C        G   Am
    neck too red

                Dm    C   G  Am
my neck's too   red   hmm

Dm      C      G          Am
they sa-id, my neck's too red

      Dm      C
yeah, they sa-id,

   G                Am
my dream was a dead end

     Dm                  C
they said people like me don't trend,

        G                Am
said my slang won't ever get aired

Dm      C
they sa-id

G Am              Dm
  my neck was too red

Dm  C        G   Am
    neck too red

                     Dm   C
boy, your neck's too red

   G          Am
my neck's too red

Dm                     C
my town ninety percent white,
blame God for my southern roots
G                              Am
thank him also cause i got the juice,
leavin' marks all on these music dudes
     Dm                 C
like burnouts do with a 302,
we them, we them, we them holler boys
G                            Am
tatted-up, missin' teeth and scars,
gang shit off the front, boy
Dm                C
grew up on a blow torch,
we didn't know no scott storch
G                        Am
all we knew was highland rim,
case of beer and some race cars
Dm                           C
alpha male with the straight bars,
dixie made me do it like I do
           G                             Am
and if you got a problem with my side of town,
just know we ain't finna budge for you
Dm      C      G          Am
they sa-id, my neck's too red

      Dm      C
yeah, they sa-id,

   G                Am
my dream was a dead end

     Dm                  C
they said people like me don't trend,

        G                Am
said my slang won't ever get aired

Dm      C
they sa-id

G Am              Dm
  my neck was too red

Dm C         G  Am
    neck too red

                     Dm  C
boy, your neck's too red

   G          Am
my neck's too red

          Dm
they gon' have to wait 'til i die,

C
i done made it up too high

          G
with this system, i won't comply,

Am
no rich folks can bribe me with rides

       Dm
i done bought 'em all,

              C
left 'em in a field,
shit my daily-driver is a rat rod
    G                       Am
the day i's born in music city
is the day that mainstream got outlawed
         Dm
give the devil death stares,

C
I ain't never scared

     G
roll with me or without me,

Am
either way, i'm still here

Dm              C
yeah, i'm still here,
goin' on like ten years
G
up-mother-motherfuckin'-church,

Am
615 'til i'm outta here

Dm      C      G          Am
they sa-id, my neck's too red

      Dm       C
yeah, they said,

   G                Am
my dream was a dead end

     Dm                  C
they said people like me don't trend,

        G                Am
said my slang won't ever get aired

Dm      C
they sa-id

G Am              Dm
  my neck was too red

Dm  C        G   Am
    neck too red

                     Dm  C
boy, your neck's too red

   G          Am
my neck's too red
[Outro] Dm C G Am Dm C G Am - C