State Of The Union chords by James Mcmurtry

During verse   During chorus
    G/C   G/B   G/A    G    G/D   D/F#   D    D/E        Em7            Em7
e|---3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----2-----2-----2----------3--------------3------|
B|---3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3-----3----------3--------------3------|
G|---0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----2-----2-----2----------0--------------0------|
D|---------------------------0-----------0----------------2--------------2------|
A|---3-----2-----0-------------------------------------------------------2------|
E|---------------------3-----------2-----------0-------------------------0------|


Intro:
G/C  G/B  G/A  G
Em7  G/D
G/C  G/B  G/A  G

Verse 1:
   G           G/B      G        G/B       G          G/B        D/F#
My brother's a fascist, lives in Palacios, fishes the pier every night
   D/F#         D          D/F#     D           D/F#            D           G
He hoslters his glock in a double retention, he smokes while he waits for a bite
   G              G/D         G              G/D
He don't like the Muslims, he don't like the Jews
   G/C            G/B           G/A             Em7
He don't like the Blacks and he don't trust the news
   D            D/F#       D           D/F#         D             D/E      D/F# G
He hates the Hispanics and alternative views, he'll tell you it's tough to be   white

Verse 2:
   G          G/D            G           G/D          G             G/B        D/F#
My sister's a Christian, she likes to go fishin', she don't mind my brother at all
   D/F#        D           D/F#         D               D/F#        D            G
He puts her on redfish and flounder and trout, and they tear up the flats in the fall
    G            Em7        G             G/B
She gets back to Dallas all sun burnt and sour
G/C           G/B            G/A        Em7
Worn out from slinging plugs hour after hour
       D              D/F#        D           D/F#        D           D/E      D/F# G
Seeing spots when she closes here eyes in the shower, she don't see a conflict at   all


Chorus 1:
         G/C                  G
It's the state of the union I guess
     D/F#        D       G
It's always been iffy at best
      G/C                    G/D            Em7
We're all in the family, the cursed and the blessed
         D/F#                 G
It's the state of the union I guess
      G/C                    G/D            Em7
We're all in the family, the cursed and the blessed
         D/F#                 G
It's the state of the union I guess


Interlude:
G/C  G/B  G/A  G
G/D  Em7  G/D  G/B  G   G/A  G/B  G/C

G/C  G/B  G/A  G  G/D
D/F#  G


Verse 3:
G             G/D     G          G/D      G           G/B       D/F#
Mother turned eighty, consummate lady, we took her to Golden Corral
     D/F#          D               D/F#           D           D/F#         D         G
'Cos she likes the Yeast Rolls and Bourbon Street Chicken, we oughta known better by now
     G         G/B         G       G/B
'Cos me and my brother got into it good
  G/C          G/B         G/A         Em7
I called him a hick and he called me a hood
   D               D/F#        D         D/F#          D                D/E    D/F# G  G/D
He said Dad always treated his Mexican's good, I guess you think you're better somehow


Verse 4:
     G                G/D     G        G/D      G            G/B        D/F#
Yeah you think you're better, cardigan sweater, snowflake if ever there was
    D/F#            D             D/F#        D               D/F#          D          G
You think you're so cool 'cos you did good in school, you got whipped every day on the bus
G          G/B         G            G/B
Sister let out for the shop and got worse
        G/C             G/B           G/A           Em7
Went to Wednesday night prayer at the new Christian church
       D            D/F#       D           D/F#       D            D/E    D/F# G
With a cross on her neck and a nine in her purse, she might be the wisest of   us


Chorus 2:
         G/C                  G
It's the state of the union I guess
      D/F#     D         G
We're all in a hell of a mess
      G/C                    G/D            Em7
We're all in the family, the cursed and the blessed
         D/F#                 G
It's the state of the union I guess

         G/C                  G
It's the state of the union I say
          D/F#          D          G
Christmas dinner, might be hell to pay
   G/C                        G/D            Em7
So how 'bout them Cowboys and have a blessed day
         D/F#                 G
It's the state of the union I say

         G/C                  G
It's the state of the union I guess
     D/F#        D       G
It's always been iffy at best
      G/C                    G/D         Em7
We'll do all we're able with what we got left
         D/F#                 G
It's the state of the union I guess

      G/C                    G/D         Em7
We'll do all we're able with what we got left
         D/F#                 G
It's the state of the union I guess