Upchurch – Take My Hands (Guitar)

      Dm
Bitch I've been on my kick, like Joe Rogan on gym days

Bb
Pickin' off the ticks crawlin' on me for free waves

    Dm
But I'm drownin' these leeches in the water that they survived in

C
Poisonin' your mind like MK Ultra but times ten

    Dm
You wanna mess with the black magic, while I strike matches

         Bb
In briar patches, with rattlesnake fangs hissin' at ya

       Dm
Makin' your heart rate go faster until your spirit explodes

        Bb
Hell, I cover up my problems by the dump truck load

               Dm
Drink until we blackout we're wanted in the club

                    Bb
They say I live too fast but I say I'm livin' good

               Dm
Spend a lot of cash lifted trucks out in the woods

                     Bb
I'm swervin' off the bourbon and I'm so misunderstood

              Dm
Temple of the church in my rear view mirror

                 Bb
Now smokin' that fire and we can't see clearer

              Dm
Look into the barrel, shotgun in my hand

                  C
I'm searchin' for the answers, God, come and take my hands

                      Dm
God, come and take my hands

  Dm
I went from bein' a farm boy, to bein' the farm boy

Bb
With a million cameras always followin' me through the dark fold

Dm
When the curtain opens up it's like they 'spect a new Elvis

    C
I'm the one and only Church, leave the suede in Memphis

      Dm
Cause I'm too dirty for radio, too grimy for country

    Bb
Television shows talk to me like I'm stupid or somethin'

          Dm
And motherfucker I'm gold, even if my records don't turn

            Bb
Cause all I need is tobacco fields and a tractor that runs

   Dm
So before you attach to me like a six foot bush hog

     Bb
Real recognize real like war vets and outlaws

      Dm
I got somethin' you ain't got and somethin' you can't even learn

        Bb
The Tennessee that say fuck y'all, roll one and burn

               Dm
Drink until we blackout we're wanted in the club

                    Bb
They say I live too fast but I say I'm livin' good

               Dm
Spend a lot of cash lifted trucks out in the woods

                     Bb
I'm swervin' off the bourbon and I'm so misunderstood

              Dm
Temple of the church in my rear view mirror

                 Bb
Now smokin' that fire and we can't see clearer

              Dm
Look into the barrel, shotgun in my hand

                  C
I'm searchin' for the answers, God, come and take my hands

                      Dm
God, come and take my hands