Country Song chords by Bo Burnham

Verse 1:
G
A dirt road
Cadd9
A cold beer
D
A blue jeans
Cadd9
A red pickup
G              Cadd9          D  Cadd9
A rural noun, simple adjective

G
No shoes
Cadd9
No shirt
D

No Jews
Cadd9                G
You didn't hear that
           Cadd9  D
Sort of a mental typo

Pre-Chorus:
Em                       D
I walk and talk like a field hand
G                                Am
But the boots I'm wearing cost three grand
Em             D             Cadd9
I write songs about riding tractors
          D                    G
From the comfort of a private jet

Chorus:
G                   C
I can sing in Mandarin
D                        Am
And still know I'm pandering
Em                 D
Hunting deer and chasing trout
C                      D          G
A Bud Light with the logo facing out

G                      C
Hear that subtle mandolin
D                    Am
That's textbook panderin'
Em                D                  C
I own a private ranch that I rarely use
D
 I don't like dirt

Spoken:
G           Cadd9
 One verse, one chorus in the bag
D                                   Cadd9
 Now it's time to talk to the ladies
G                       Cadd9                            D                  Cadd9
 I'm hoping my Southern charm offsets all these rape-y vibes I'm puttin' out

Verse 2:
G
Good girl
Cadd9
In a straw hat
D              Cadd9
With her arms out in a corn field
G             Cadd9
 That is a scarecrow
D                             Cadd9
Thought that was a human woman, sorry

G
A cold night
Cadd9
A cold beer
D
A cold jeans
Cadd9
Strike that last one

G
I'm wanting you
Cadd9                       D
I hope you're feeling me

Subtextually

Pre-Chorus:
Em            D
We go to bed, you doze off
G                               Am
 So I take your country girl clothes off
Em                        D
 I put my hands on your body
               Cadd9        D
It feels like hay, it's a f**king scarecrow again

Chorus:
G                    C
 Like Mike's Evander-ing
D                      Am
 f**k your ears, I'm pandering
Em                      D
I write songs for the people who do
C                           D
Jobs in the towns that I'd never move to

G              C
Legalize gerrymandering
D                Am
Tolerate my pandering
Em                   D
You got a beautiful mouth
                   C
I got a beautiful (dick)

N.C                              D
Y'all dumb motherf**kers want a key change?

A                 D
Thematically meandering
E               Bm
Emphatically pandering
         F#m               E
I got a tight grip on my demo's balls
D                           E
Say the word "truck," they jizz in their overalls

A                                D
 You don't know what land you're in
E                      Bm
 I'm in the land of pandering
F#m           E
 And I'll be upfront
  D                          E             A
I do what I do 'cause I'm a total f**kin' cuuunt..ry boooy