E|--3-------0---------3----|
B|--3-------1---------3----|
G|--0-------0---------0----|
D|--0-------2---------0----|
A|--2-2-0-2-3--3-2-0--2----|
E|--3-----------------3----|



[Verse 1]

G
He spent fifteen years getting loaded
C
Fifteen years until his liver exploded
     G
what's Bob gonna do
               C
Now that he can't drink?
                G
The Doctor said: "What you been thinkin bout?"
    C                                           G
Bob said : "Thats the point. I won't think bout nothing.
                        C
Now I gotta do something else
G
To pass the time, had someone shave his head
         C
He got a new identity
G
Sixty-two hole air cushioned boots
      C
And a girl who rides a scooter
            G       D
To take him out of town
Em              C
They would get away
G           D
Runnin around
            Em
And as the trucks drive by
         C
You can hear the mother fuckers play!

G  D  Em  C  x2

G
A couple of lines, an extra thermos of joe
         C
He'll be kickin in heads at the punk rock show
G
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
B7                                         C
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do
         Cm
When the doctor tells him to
G          F               C
Quit your drinkin, nows the time
        D            G
will he ever walk the line?
          F                C
To all my friends I feel fine
        D             G
will he ever walk the line?
       F             C
will he ever walk the line?
       D             G
will he ever walk the line?
       F             C
will he ever walk the line?
       D             G
will he ever walk the line?
       F             C
will he ever walk the line?
       D             G
will he ever walk the line?
       F             C
will he ever walk the line?
       D             G
will he ever walk the line?