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The Real Me by Shooter Jennings
The Real Me
Intro: D
D
I wake up with my children
Right around the crack of noon
And I do good like a good daddy should
Till the devil rolls out that moon
Once that whiskey hits my lips
It opens Pandora’s box
And I start a lyin and a smoking and a fightin
Getting crazy as a white tailed fox.
G
My eyes start burnin wild and red
E
Two horns cut through the top of my head
D
My teeth get jagged, my tongue gets sharp,
G
Cold neon blood starts a pumpin to my heart
E
My hands get frisky, with a mind of their own,
A
My legs start walkin me anywhere but home
D
And I’m a double talking, chicken-lickin
G
Meaner than the dickens sick and
D G
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
D
And I’ll love you like the devil, bite you
G
Like a snake and then forsake and
D G
Break everything I don’t take before I’m done
D
Most people who know me say I’m as nice as a guy could be
That’s all fine cuz most of the time
They never get to see the real me
“He ain’t got a bad bone in his body”
Is how they talk about me back home,
But here my dark side is unable to hide
And you don’t want to see my bad bone.
G
My eyes start burnin wild and red
E
Two horns cut through the top of my head
D
My teeth get jagged, my tongue gets sharp,
G
Cold neon blood starts a pumpin to my heart
E
My hands get frisky, with a mind of their own,
A
My legs start walkin me anywhere but home
D
And I’m a double talking, chicken-lickin
G
Meaner than the dickens sick and
D G
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
D
And I’ll love you like the devil, bite you
G
Like a snake and then forsake and
D G
Break everything I don’t take before I’m done
D G D
G
I'm mean when I'm lonesome and
I'm on'ry when I'm high
D G
I'm a dream when I'm home son
D G
But I'll chase that nightmare until I die
D G
But I'll chase that nightmare until I die
D (stop)
But I'll chase that nightmare until I die
G, E, D, G, E, A
D
And I’m a double talking, chicken-lickin
G
Meaner than the dickens sick and
D G
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
D
And I’ll love you like the devil, bite you
G
Like a snake and then forsake and
D G
Break everything I don’t take before I’m done
D
And I’m a double talking, chicken-lickin
G
Meaner than the dickens sick and
D G
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
D
And I’ll love you like the devil, bite you
G
Like a snake and then forsake and
D G
Break everything I don’t take before I’m done
D, G, D, G, D, G, D,
G, D (hold)
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