[Intro]E|-----------------------------------| B|--10-------------------------------| G|-----9-----------------------------| D|-------11--------------------------| A|-----------------------------------| D|-----------------------------------|A D I had to leave the countryA D Though there was some nice folk thereA D And now I don't know where I'm goingA D All I know is I'll hit the ground runningA D A DA D Bony cowboys and southern gentlemenA D Betting women that'll never bendA D They ride the roads 'til they bendA D 'Til they bend, to their dead endsA D I was raised in a pit of snakesA D Blink your eyes, I was raised on cakeA D I couldn't memorize a century of slangA D Or tell the same story again and again and againA D Bitterness ---- is a low of sinA D Bitter man rots from withinA D I've seen his smile, yellow and brownA D Bitterness ---- has brought him downD A Hit the ground runningD Hit the ground runningA Hit the ground runningA D A D
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