Tried And True

Clay Davidson

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Tom:
D Cadd9 I was born in a small town, in the hills of Tennessee
G Cadd9 D Kentucky raised, just a country boy, that’s all I’ll ever be
D Cadd9 Daddy ran a still house, to keep us kids alive
G Cadd9 D Just doin’ what he had to do, after mama died [Pre Chorus]
Cadd9 D Same people that called him no good
Cadd9 D Meet him in the backwoods, for a little taste
G D He’d say I may take your money, but don’t put yourself above me
Cadd9 A Don’t cut me down, as you walk away [Chorus]
D Cadd9 Cause you don’t know me, you don’t know who I am
G D You don’t know the hell that I’ve been through
D Cadd9 So don’t judge me, till you stand where I stand
G Cadd9 A Cause I don’t need you or anyone else to prove
Cadd9 B A F D Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true [Verse]
D Cadd9 I left home at 16, with a guitar on my back
Cadd9 With everything that I could call my own,
D I carried in a paper sack
D Cadd9 Spent years of having nothing, sleeping in my car
G Cadd9 I’d drive all day just to play all night
Cadd9 D In the honky tonks and bars [Pre Chorus]
Cadd9 D Same people that called me crazy,
Cadd9 D Just to damn lazy, to amount to anything
G D Are the first ones at the stage, just to beg me for a little taste
Cadd9 A They say they knew me when, nobody knew my name [Chorus]
D Cadd9 Cause you don’t know me, you don’t know who I am
G D You don’t know the hell that I’ve been through
D Cadd9 So don’t judge me, till you stand where I stand
G Cadd9 A Cause I don’t need you or anyone else to prove
Cadd9 B A F D Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true
Cadd9 B A F D Cause the blood in these veins is tried and true
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