Honey Dont

G                               C
I've done some ramblin' down in Mississippi
G                      D
I've done some time in Tennessee
G                         C
I served my sentence in a Fender twin amplifier
G                D                G
Honey, don't you lay that shit on me.
         G
(chorus) Honey, don't you lay that shit on,
C
Honey, don't you lay that shit on,
G                                 D
Honey, don't you lay that shit on me.
G                     C
I paid my dues to the musicians union,
G                D                G
Honey, don't you lay that shit on Slim.


I've been a roadie for Satan honey
I was a soundman for the Devil, you see
Now I'm a guitar with the heart of a banjo
Honey, don't you lay that shit on me.
(repeat chorus)

(repeat chorus)...
(repeat first verse)
Eat your heart out, Bill Monroe!