Slur Acordes

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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They got a tongue that twists and turns and spits, a pocket knife whatever fits
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A gallon cold of liquor folded up next to the speaker
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That preacher got a mouth on him, his shoes that shine, the widest brim
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To tip his hat to all the choir coming through the speaker
 
 
[Chorus]
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I love my flag, I love my lawn
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But I’m told this soon, will all be gone
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But I’ll sit here in my old wooden chair
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Cause I wake up at night and I am sweating with a fever
 
 
[Verse 2]
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They got a gun to shoot to kill to sit with on my lap and polish it with
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The blackest coal from Boothill sold at Texaco don’t he slur
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His words and speech the drawl and drip, the chew and spit of all of it
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A gallon cold of liquor sold at Texaco don’t he slur
 
 
[Chorus]
D               Bm
I love my flag, I love my lawn
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But I’m told this soon, will all be gone
    G                   D
But I’ll sit here in my old wooden chair
      F#m                         A
Cause I wake up at night and I am sweating with a fever
 
 
[Outro]
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