Voltaire – Dirtiest Song That Aint (Guitar)
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{To begin with, the song is supposed to be kinda jazzy, so the strumming pattern I use is usually a Down/Slap,
but anything else is good. Also, this is for standard tuning. If you're going to tune your guitar the way
Voltaire tunes it, just go ahead and transpose the chords up twice}
Dm A x2
[Intro]
Dm Well I been around for a long time Gm Dm And I learned along the way Gm A7 If you wanna go on the radio A Dm There are words you just can't say Dm Now I thought hard about it Gm Dm And I found a way around it Gm A7 Help me go on the radio A Dm You gotta say those words I can't Gm You got to sing along A7 Dm To make this song The dirtiest song that ain't Gm A7 Come on, man! Won't you gimme a hand? A Dm And say those words I can't? Gm You got to sing along A7 Dm To make this song The dirtiest song that ain't
Dm A x2
[Verse 1]
Dm
Down in CarolinaI met a girl with a nice _ _ _ _ _ _
Gm So I reached down between us A5 Dm And I whipped out my _ _ _ _ _ Dm We skipped right past the sucking
And got right down to _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Gm She turned and said "I gotta ask A Dm Will you slip it into my _ _ _?"
[Chorus]
Gm A7 Help me go on the radio A Dm You gotta say those words I can't Gm You got to sing along A7 Dm To make this song The dirtiest song that ain't Gm A7 Come on, man! Won't you gimme a hand? A Dm And say those words I can't? Gm You got to sing along A7 Dm To make this song The dirtiest song that ain't
[Verse 2]
Dm
Her husband was a truckerHe was a filthy mother_ _ _ _ _ _
Gm I didn't want to wrastle A5 Dm With this no good stinkin' _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Dm I heard his come through the kitchen door
But I was banging his filthy _ _ _ _ _
Gm I knew i'd end up in a ditch A Dm If he caught me riding his _ _ _ _ _
[Chorus]
Gm A7 Help me go on the radio A Dm You gotta say those words I can't Gm You got to sing along A7 Dm To make this song The dirtiest song that ain't Gm A7 Come on, man! Won't you gimme a hand? A Dm And say those words I can't? Gm You got to sing along A7 Dm To make this song The dirtiest song that ain't
[Verse 3]
Dm
"Mercy, please!" I told himBut he grabbed me by the _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Gm And he did something heinous A5 Dm He exposed his _ _ _ _ Dm I said "I dont mean to seem crass
But why are you buttering up your _ _ _"
Gm He said "My wife's a beard and she lured you here A Dm Because I'm queer and I love it in the _ _ _ _"
[Chorus]
Gm A7 You helped me go on the radio A Dm By saying those words I can't Gm You had to sing along A7 Dm To make this song The dirtiest song that ain't! Gm A7 Sir and ma'm, thanks for lending a hand A Dm By saying those words I can't! Gm A7 You had to sing along to make this song A7 The dirtiest song A7 The filthiest song Dm The dirtiest song that ain't!