Wild Ones Like Me chords by Aaron Watson

• Difficulty: Beginner

Intro:

D  A  Fm  E  D

Verse 1:
                         A
Granddaddy had a heart of gold
 Fm                                     E
And a love for the bottle, so I've been told
         A               D            A
Like a rock, Grandmma stood by his side
          Fm                               E
Told me all about Jesus the day that he died.
     Bm                        E
He came for the poor and the sick
          Bm                             E
And the well off and the healthy hipocrites.

Chorus:
            D                   A
Calling all renegades and ramblers
      Fm                  E
Outlaws cheats and gamblers
         D                  A
Harlots, hipppies, and freaks
        Fm                 E
Junkies on the back streets.
          D             A
Politicians and preachers
             Fm                  E
High rolling holy roller preachers
               D         A
Pointing fingers of course,
        Fm              E
Riding on your high horse
       Bm                   E
Salvation for all who believe
E
Even for the no good
E
Oftern misunderstood
E                            D
For all of you wild ones like me

Verse 2:
D                                 A
My friend was smiling on the outside
   Fm                                     E
And we never knew until the day that he died.
                  A     D        A
So don't put hearts up on a shelf.
            Fm                                                E
And while you're praying for them, you'd better pray for yourself.
             Bm                  E
And all the front row accusers, back row abusers
      Bm                         E
And all of those there in between

Chorus:
            D                   A
Calling all renegades and ramblers
      Fm                  E
Outlaws cheats and gamblers
         D                  A
Harlots, hipppies, and freaks
        Fm                 E
Junkies on the back streets.
          D             A
Politicians and preachers
             Fm                  E
High rolling holy roller preachers
               D         A
Pointing fingers of course,
        Fm              E
Riding on your high horse
       Bm                   E
Salvation for all who believe
E
Even for the no good
E
Oftern misunderstood
E                            D
For all of you wild ones like me

Solo:
D A Fm E

Bridge:
              Bm                       E
It's not the picture that I often paint
              Bm                     E
I'm way more sinner than I am a saint
             Bm                   E
I'm less Jesus and more Johnny Cash
               Bm           A
If he turned water into wine
            E            Fm
Then I'm sure he can find
            D                    E
Some treasure amongst all my trash.


Chorus:
 Rythm only:
            D                   A
Calling all renegades and ramblers
      Fm                  E
Outlaws cheats and gamblers
          Full band:
         D                  A
Harlots, hipppies, and freaks
        Fm                 E
Junkies on the back streets.
          D             A
Politicians and preachers
             Fm                  E
High rolling holy roller preachers
               D         A
Pointing fingers of course,
        Fm              E
Riding on your high horse
       Bm                   E
Salvation for all who believe
E
Even for the no good
E
Oftern misunderstood
E                            D
For all of you wild ones like me