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All American by Levi Lowrey All American Chords: ------- C: 332010 F: x33211 G: 320033 Intro: ------ C F C G x2 Verse: ------ C Well in 2007 I took a little trip F Along with my guitar, 'cross the mighty Miss-a-sip C G And I was headin' out to Cali' for a show or two C Well I'd been drivin' for a damn long time F My eyes were getting heavy and my throat was dry C So I stopped off in this little Texas town G For a brew C Well every one stared, I don't know why F Had my aviators on just to shade my eye C G It must have been the long hair and sandels I had on C Yeah I just wasn't quite Western enough F No boots, hats or buckles or any of that stuff C G And my t-shirt had some lyrics from a Bob Marley song C So I sat at the bar, put my head down low F Figured just one beer then I would go C G 'Cause I'd never been one to go around lookin' for a fight C So I finished the beer, put my tip on the bar F Started making my way out front to the car C G Thought I'd hit the road and everything would be alright Wrong! Intertlude: ----------- F C G C x2 Verse: ------ C You know things don't always go as planned F You just got to play the cards in your hand C G And that day God dealt me a two and a seven off suite C Well I'd almost made it to the door F When suddenly I found my ass on the floor C G And I'd looked up to see what I'd gotten myself into C He's about six foot five, three hundred pounds F It was him and his buddies all standin' around C G Just starin' down at me with this evil look in their eye C He said you look like a goddamn liberal bastard F Bet you love Marylin Albright and hate Dennis Thacher C G C And judgin' by the hippy shit you're wearin' I'd say I'm right C Well you're an unpatriotic Yankee piece of shit F You'll vote Hillary Clinton for president C G And if you'll step outside I'll knock some sense in your head C Things were escalatin' really fast F I had to think of something quick just to save my ass C G C So I stood up, brushed my self off, looked at him and said Chorus: ------- F Well I'm an All-American son of a bitch C I buy import cars and cigarettes G C And I buy my lotto tickets from an Indian F And this a Chinese woman cleans my clothes C My grass gets cut by Juan and Pablo G C 'Till the Feds catch up and kick both their asses out Intertlude: ----------- F C G C x2 Verse: ------ C Now I'm about as unpatriotic as anybody here F And I pointed out his German beer C G Hopin' and prayin' I could make him see the light C You see those leather boots are from New Zealand F That Swiss Army watch got it's name for a reason C G C Now don't you feel ashamed when people ask for the time? C Sir, I'd be glad to step outside F And you can look me dead in the eye C G And tell me where that all-American cowboy hat was made C Well I crossed my finger, prayed to God I was right F 'Cause if I wasn't there was gonna be a fight C G C But he hung his head down low and whispered China C Well I caught a little understanding in his eye F But the effect wasn't quite what I had in mind C G C 'Cause he pulled his Russian pistol and chased me out the door Chorus: ------- F Well I'm an All-American son of a bitch C I buy import cars and cigarettes G C And I buy my lotto tickets from an Indian F And this a Chinese woman cleans my clothes C My grass gets cut by Juan and Pablo G C 'Till the Feds catch up and kick both their asses out Chorus: ------- F Oh yeah, I'm an All-American son of a bitch C I buy import cars and cigarettes G C And I buy my lotto tickets from an Indian F And this a Chinese woman cleans my clothes C My grass gets cut by Juan and Pablo G C 'Till the Feds catch up and kick both their asses out F C Yeah, till the Feds catch up and kick both their asses out ------------------ version 2 -----0------0------0-----0-------| -----1------1------1-----1-------| -----0------0------0-----0-------| -----2------2------2-----2-------| ---3--------x----3-------x-------| ---------3------------3----------| this repeats through the song, its basically just him playing a C chord but it works for songs that tell more of a story [Verse 1] Well in 2007 I took a little trip Along with my guitar, across the mighty Miss-a-sip And I was headin' out to Cali for a show or two Well I'd been drivin' for a damn long time My eyes were gettin' heavy and my throat was dry So I stopped off in this little Texas town for a brew [Verse 2] And every one stared, I don't know why Had my aviators on just to shade my eye It must have been the long-haired and sandals I had on Yeah, I just wasn't quite Western enough No boots, hats, or buckles or any of that stuff And my t-shirt had some lyrics from a Bob Marley song [Verse 3] So I sat at the bar, put my head down low I figured just one beer then I would go 'Cause I'd never been one to go around lookin' for a fight So I finished that beer put my tip on the bar Started making my way out front to the car I thought I'd hit the road and everything would be alright Wrong [Verse 4] You know things don't always go as planned You just got to play the cards in your hand And that day God dealt me a two and a seven off suite 'Cause I'd almost made it to the door Then suddenly I found my ass on the floor And I'd looked up to see what I'd gotten myself into [Verse 5] He's about six foot five, three hundred pounds It was him and his buddies all standin' around Just starin' down at me with this evil look in their eye He said you look like a goddamn liberal bastard Bet you love Marylin Albright and hate Dennis Thacher And judgin' by the hippy shit you're wearin' I'd say I'm right [Verse 6] Well you're an unpatriotic yankee piece of shit You'll vote Hillary Clinton for president And if you'll step outside I'll knock some sense in your head Well, things were escalatin' really fast I had to think of something quick just to save my ass So I stood up, brushed my self off, looked at him and said [Chorus] I'm an All-American son of a bitch I buy import cars and cigarettes And I buy my lotto tickets from an Indian Well, this Chinese woman cleans my clothes My grass gets cut by Juan and Pablo 'Til the feds catch up and kick both their asses out [Verse 7] Now I'm about as unpatriotic as anybody here And I pointed out his German beer Hopin' and a-prayin' I could make him see the light You see them leather boots are from New Zealand And that Swiss Army watch got it's name for a reason Now don't you feel ashamed when people ask for the time? [Verse 8] Sir, I'd be glad to step outside If you can look me dead in the eye And tell me where that all-American cowboy hat was made Well I crossed my fingers, prayed to God I was right 'Cause if I wasn't there was gonna be a fight But he hung his head down low and whispered China [Bridge] Well I caught a little understanding in his eye But the effect wasn't quite what I had in mind 'Cause he pulled his Russian pistol and chased me out the door [Chorus] But I'm an All-American son of a bitch I buy import cars and cigarettes And I buy my lotto tickets from an Indian This Chinese woman cleans my clothes My grass gets cut by Juan and Pablo 'Til the feds catch up and kick both their asses out [Chorus] Oh yeah, I'm an All-American son of a bitch I buy import cars and cigarettes And I can buy my lotto tickets from an Indian This Chinese woman cleans my clothes My grass gets cut by Juan and Pablo 'Til the Feds catch up and kick both their asses out [Outro] Yeah, 'til the feds catch up and kick both their asses out ---------------