Drive-by Truckers - The Southern Thing guitar chord

The Southern Thing

By The Drive-by Truckers

Written By Patterson Hood

Tabbed By Larry Mofle

rmofle@satx.rr.com

1/16/2005

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Ain't about my pistol, ain't about my boots

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Ain't about no northern drives, ain't about my southern roots

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Ain't about my guitars, ain't about my big old amps

F

"It ain't rained in weeks, but the weather sure feels damp"

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Ain't about excuses or alibis

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Ain't about no cotton fields or cotton picking lies

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Ain't about the races, the crying shame

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To the fucking rich man all poor people look the same

Chorus 1:

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Don't get me wrong

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It just ain't right

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I ain’t too look strong

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but I ain't afraid to fight

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If you want to live

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another day

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Stay out the way of the southern thing

Ain't about no hatred better raise a glass

It's a little about some rebels but it ain't about the past

Ain't about no foolish pride, ain't about no flag

Hate's the only thing that my truck would want to drag

Chorus 2:

You think I'm dumb

Maybe not too bright

You wonder how

I sleep at night

Proud of the glory

Stare down the shame

Duality of the southern thing

My great, great granddad had a hole in his side

He used to tell the story to the family Christmas night

Got shot at Shiloh, thought he'd die alone

From a Yankee bullet less than thirty miles from home

Ain't no plantations in my family tree

Did NOT believe in slavery, thought that all men should be free

But, who are these soldiers marching through his land

His bride could hear the cannons and she worried about her man

Chorus 3:

I heard the story

As it was passed down

About guts and glory

And Rebel stands

Four generations

A whole lot has changed

Robert E. Lee

Martin Luther King

We've come a long way

Rising from the flame

Stay out the way of the southern thing