Тональность: D minor•
Intro 1
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Dm
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Verse 1
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hillbillies, Irish Cajun Creole mix
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My brothers on an off shore rig,
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Dm
G
Dm
my sister's on the pole at slicks
Bb
C
Mama takes in peoples washing,
Bb
C
she was widowed by a pipeline man
G
We're flatland hillbillies, getting
Verse 2
by on what we can
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Dm
G
We're river rats and john boat shrimpers,
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G
trouble in our DNA
C
It wouldn't be the same Port Arthur if
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Dm
we got up and moved away
Bb
C
God forbid we hit the lotto,
Bb
Dm
C
chances are we'd wind up shot
G
We're flatland hillbillies, getting by
on what we've got
Dm
Verse 3
C
Flatland hillbillies heathen to
the marrow bone
Bb
Working on your cars and
Am
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drinking in your bars
Dm
D
C
And running every red- light home,
Interlude 1
yeah
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C
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Bb
C
Bb
C
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Dm
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Dm
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Verse 4
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If you've never ran a trot line,
Am
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never skinned an eight point buck
D
Never had a squirrel- meat sandwich
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(covered up in gravy)
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Then I guess you're just out of luck (and I
Em
C
don't mean maybe)
D
Living on the edge of nowhere
C
(we ain't going nowhere)
D
Isn't for the feint of heart (oh no,
we're not)
A
We're flatland hillbillies, waiting
on the fire to start
Outro 1
Flatland hillbillies, another other breed apart
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