Artist: Whiskey Myers | Song: Ballad Of A Southern Man

 Whiskey Myers - Ballad Of A Southern Man Tab   Browse by artist name: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 0-9


Menu
Country music forum
Add/correct tabs
Links
Contact us
Privacy policy
Related items
Country music CDs
Country posters
Country sheet music
Ads

Whiskey Myers, Ballad Of A Southern Man Tabs


Whiskey Myers Lyrics. Please, support artist.
Buy:
Whiskey Myers Sheet Music | Whiskey Myers CD | Whiskey Myers Posters
Country Tabs > Whiskey Myers Tabs > Ballad Of A Southern Man

Artist/Band: Whiskey Myers Tabs
Song: Ballad Of A Southern Man Tab


Artist: Whiskey Myers


Please rate an let me know what yall think.




(G)      (D)       (Cadd9)   (G)
My first rifle was a .243,
(Em7)       (D)       (Cadd9)        (G)
Papa gave Daddy and Daddy gave to me,
(G)                        (D)         (Cadd9)        (G)
and they taught me how to shoot with a steady hand,
(Em7)             (D)             (Cadd9)        (G)
I guess that's something you don't understand.



Now I grew up on a prison farm,
sneaking pulls of shine from a mason jar,
used to go fishing out pickle creek dam,
but I guess that's something you don't understand.


Chorus:
(Cadd9)            (G)
Grandmas in the kitchen;
(Cadd9)            (D)
Papas done passed on;
(Cadd9)               (G)
We sit out on the front porch,
(Em7)      (D)          (Cadd9)
Just a pickin' on the songs;
(Cadd9)                 (G)
and there's blood on the table,
(Cadd9)                  (D)
cause we work for what we have;
(Em7)             (D)    (Cadd9)
and I was raised in this land,
(Em7)              (D)     (Cadd9)        (G)
I guess that's something you don't understand.


I still fly that southern flag,
whistling Dixieland enough to brag,
and I know all the words to simple man,
I guess that's something you don't understand.

I pledge my allegiance the original way,
say Merry Christmas not happy holidays,
I can't change my ways I know who I am,
I guess that's something you don't understand.




Grandmas in the kitchen;
Papas done passed on;
we sit out on the front porch,
just a pickin' on the songs;
and there's blood on the table,
cause we work for what we have;
and I was raised in this land,
I guess that's something you don't understand.


Bridge:
(F#m)                   (G)
A pile of soap and a big machine;
(Bm)                   (Cm)
I'll feed us all on the same beliefs,
(F#m)                   (G)                
Holy dollar and a credit card;
(Bb)                     (Fm)
but we got a way of doing things,
(G)                    
and no bankers gonna steal from me;
(Am)
they wanna tear it all apart.


Grandmas in the kitchen;
Papas done past on;
we sit out on the front porch,
just a pickin' on the songs;
and there's a bible on the table,
cause he bleed for what we have,
and that's the ballad of a southern man,
I guess that's something you don't understand.


Repeat 1st two lines:

My first rifle was a .243,
Papa gave Daddy and Daddy gave to me.


In the bridge, They are all barred chords

(G)  3    
   5
   5
   4
   3
   3

For (Am) slide that up to the 5th fret 

Shoutout Tarleton State! 

Please, support Whiskey Myers.
Buy Sheet Music | Buy Whiskey Myers CDs | Buy Whiskey Myers Posters
2005 - 2012 AllCountryTabs.com
Guitar Tab, Guitar Tabs
  All tabs are the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song, tablature for bass,
or lead guitar. You may only use this tab or chord file for private study, scholarship or research.