Intro picked: F#m A D A F#m A D A F#m A D A Cute long-haired eight-year old boy turned to a tacit, bald decoy F#m A D A F#m A D A "Hey Pa this is the best one yet switched around, turned around my mindset" F# A D A F#m A D A They'll say anything they can, make you worship and raise those hands F#m A D A F#m A D A Take you out on the town, bring ya back and tell you to bow down
F#m A D A So I'm rollin' on over Missouri F#m A D A And I'm rollin' on over F#m A D A F#m A D A I went crazy, ripped the scabs off my knees I went crazy askin' "why god me " F#m A D A F#m A D A Suppose I ain't like them other boys, so they carved me my own damn pedestal F#m A D A Extolled my voice, a trojan horse for their words N.C. "Why thе hell we goin' to hell if wе don't dig girls " F#m A D A And I'm rollin' on over Missouri F#m A D A And I'm rollin' on over F#m A Cuz I am a man now, and I know I'm all fucked up F#m A D But I can stand now, and I know I can fuck you up F#m A D A F#m A D A F#m A D A Oh boy I'm outta control I can't sleep, can't eat or see outta this hole F#m A D A F#m A D A God taste a hell of a lot like whiskey, oh lord washeth away my wicked dreams F#m A D A Oh boy, that ain't God, that's a bottle of Beam F#m A D A Then I guess the Devil's the one that's been helping me F#m A D A So I'm rollin' on over Missouri F#m A D A And I'm rollin' on over
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