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I'm not too sure about the bridge on this...any corrections are very
welcome.
DEmGADEmGA
DI don't wear my shirt tucked in and EmI like a
Little barbecue on SGundayA. WDell I hang out with
The rebel crowd, dEmrink too much and talk too loud
But Gdon't you know that it's alright with Ame. And
Now, DI don't go to church too much Embut I know that
Jesus truely lGoves meA. And if DHe was here I'd be
Drinkin' beer and haEmnging out and saving all of my
GFriends, AmAen.
But who's to sGay, who are you to judge me anywDay?
This is my rEmoad, I take the corners fast as I can Ago.
Who's to sGay, how I got so lucky anywDay? I am my Emown,
At least until the Man comes to tAake me home.
Well I got my mDomma's features and my daddy's affections,
EmAll day long we've been lookin' at pictures woGnderin' how
In the hell they came up with Ame. Well I'm crDazy as a loon,
I'm howlin at the moon, my Embaby she don't know what to do.
She's wGonderin' how in the hell she's gonna stay with mAe.
Well she's bDeen to church more than Billy Graham and she
EmKnows the bible like the back of her hand, yeah but Gshe drinks
Gin like it's goin out of sAtyle. Oh, it's makes me smileD. Em G A
Yeah, but who's to Gsay, who are you to judge her anyway?
This world sEmpins, never gonna take that chance aAgain. Yeah,
Who's to sGay how we got to lucky anywDay? We have a hEmome, neither
One of us will ever Abe alone.
EmE/FGEmE/FA
EmIt's a lesson of survival, hEmearFtache of the trial, the secGret of
Forgiveness Away down deep inside.
Yeah, who's to sGay, who are you to judge me anywDay?
This is my rEmoad, I take the corners fast as I can Ago.
Yeah, who's to sGay how I got so lucky anyDway? I am my Emown
At least until the angels come,A they're gonna come and take me
Home.
**Play CHORUS chords until the end of song**
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