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Shooter Jennings - The Real Me chords

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Intro: D

D
I wake up with my children
Right around the crack of noon
And I do good like a good daddy should
Till the devil rolls out that moon
Once that whiskey hits my lips
It opens Pandoraís box
And I start a lyin and a smoking and a fightin
Getting crazy as a white tailed fox.

      G
My eyes start burnin wild and red
      E
Two horns cut through the top of my head
      D
My teeth get jagged, my tongue gets sharp,
      G
Cold neon blood starts a pumpin to my heart
      E
My hands get frisky, with a mind of their own,
      A
My legs start walkin me anywhere but home

          D
And Iím a double talking, chicken-lickin
G
Meaner than the dickens sick and
D                          G
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
          D
And Iíll love you like the devil, bite you
G
Like a snake and then forsake and
D                               G
Break everything I donít take before Iím done

D
Most people who know me say Iím as nice as a guy could be
Thatís all fine cuz most of the time
They never get to see the real me
ďHe ainít got a bad bone in his bodyĒ
Is how they talk about me back home,
But here my dark side is unable to hide
And you donít want to see my bad bone.

      G
My eyes start burnin wild and red
      E
Two horns cut through the top of my head
      D
My teeth get jagged, my tongue gets sharp,
      G
Cold neon blood starts a pumpin to my heart
      E
My hands get frisky, with a mind of their own,
      A
My legs start walkin me anywhere but home

          D
And Iím a double talking, chicken-lickin
G
Meaner than the dickens sick and
D                          G
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
          D
And Iíll love you like the devil, bite you
G
Like a snake and then forsake and
D                               G
Break everything I donít take before Iím done

      D                     G                          D      
              G
I'm mean when I'm lonesome and
 I'm on'ry when I'm high

         D                       G
I'm a dream when I'm home son

           D                                  G
But I'll chase that nightmare until I die

           D                                  G
But I'll chase that nightmare until I die

           D (stop)
But I'll chase that nightmare until I die


G, E, D, G, E, A

D
And Iím a double talking, chicken-lickin
G
Meaner than the dickens sick and
D                          G
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
          D
And Iíll love you like the devil, bite you
G
Like a snake and then forsake and
D                               G
Break everything I donít take before Iím done
D
And Iím a double talking, chicken-lickin
G
Meaner than the dickens sick and
D                          G
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
          D
And Iíll love you like the devil, bite you
G
Like a snake and then forsake and
D                               G
Break everything I donít take before Iím done

D, G, D, G, D, G, D, 
G, D (hold)
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