Upchurch – West Side (Guitar)

Em                 D    C
From the west side

          C                Em
Where the cowboys roam the night

          B             C
The Monte Carlos rumble by

            E               Em
Under these faded old street lights

Em                   D
Whoa-whoa on the west side rules don't apply

D    C        D
For a man on a mission, (West Side) either you live or you die (Ha ha)

Em                                           B                       C
This is my struggle, (You got a choice) this is my story, this is my life

   D                     Em
Whoa, (Struggle) welcome to my west side

                               D
I was born in a flood so I can breathe underwater

          C            D
My father was a martyr on the cross for sons and daughters

Em                                 B
Hate and karma's got a price and I collected that payment

      C                           B             D
Smoke clears, burnt rubber, empty shells on the pavement

Em                  D                              D
Smoke lingers, ears ringin', blood drippin' from a trigger finger

C                 D
Feelin' like I'll never get right with God

Em Am                B
If not I'll gain his trust and gun down the Devil

C                   B      D
Boondock Saint, two Glocks in war paint

Em                  D
Soul's not for sale and my heart’s never fake

          D                          D
They kept sayin' that I couldn't but I never claimed I can't

    Am                               B
See the grind's always worth it when you're searchin' for a purpose

B                                  B
I came up out the furnace belt ’n’ boots made of serpents

Em                  D   D
From the west side

          B                Em
Where the cowboys roam the night

          B             C
The Monte Carlos rumble by

            E
Under these faded old street lights

Em                    D
Whoa-whoa on the west side rules don't apply

D                       D
For a man on a mission, either you live or you die

Am                   Bm   B                       C
This is my struggle, this is my story, this is my life

     D
Whoa-whoa, welcome to my west side

      Em                          D
I was twelve years old walkin' to H&H market

                    C         D
For some Big League gum and a NASCAR of Dale Earnhardt

     Am                             B
Skateboarded at St. Lukes, ran from neighbors pit bulls

           C                                  B   D
Yeah, them things had no chains like a broken-ass Mongoose

       Em                          D
Play t-ball at Charlotte Park with 210 Hillwood class

      C                          D
And I hung out with some crazies down on California Ave

          Am                                 B             A
I met 'em through my cousin Timmy the summer that I stayed out west

C                                            C          D
Ridin' around in that single cab bumpin' The Definition of Real album

    Em                    D
Who hotter than me? Yeah, that shit puts me into that vibe

D                                 D
Makes me wanna pull out that 90's model roast some tread off of them tires

D              Em                   B
And every time I pass Metro I think about that time

   C                     C       C           D
We swapped seats on I-40 doin' a hundred and five

Em                 D     D
From the west side

          D                Em
Where the cowboys roam the night

          B             C
The Monte Carlos rumble by

            E         Em
Under these faded old street lights

          D           D
Whoa-whoa on the west side rules don't apply

D                       D
For a man on a mission, either you live or you die

Am                   Bm   B                       C
This is my struggle, this is my story, this is my life

      D             Em   D
Whoa, welcome to my west side

     D     D             Em
Whoa-whoa, welcome to my west side