Return Of The Outlaw Album Acordes

1. Return of the Outlaw (Ft. Yelawolf)
2. Like Father, Like Son (Ft. Joshua Hedley)
3. One Shot
4. The Struggle Is Real (Ft. Aaron Lewis)
5. World That's Moved On (Ft. Shooter Jennings)
 
1. Return of the Outlaw (Ft. Yelawolf)
 
[Intro]
 
Em Em Em Em
D D D D
C C C C
Em Em Em Em
 
[Chrous]
 
                 Em      Em
Return of the outlaw
                 Em
Return of the outlaw
Em              D                        D                          D         D
Away with the fakers, the players, the movers, the shakers surround y'all
                   C                        C                              C      C
Return of the guns that'll face to the days where the gangsters will stand tall
          E      Em          Em
Return of the outlaw (ha ha)
                 Em
Return of the outlaw
Em
Yeah
 
[Verse 1]
 
          Em
Father forgive me
Em
I know that I was doing wrong
Em
But I grew up in a
Em
War zone, (ha)
Em              Em                           Em
No excuse tie a noose sing the high from the tree of life
        Em
I would probably go and do it twice
Em                   Em
If I was in the same place
              Em                        Em
Came from the fire I know how the flame taste
              Em
Home from the pen
           Em                              E5
I would go again if it comes down to me or him
               Em
Forgive my sin amen (ha)
Em                    Em
Fresh flowers for the virgin mother
       Em                    Em
Lights out say a prayer burn another mother fucker
Em               Em                      Em                        Em
Middle son I was born in a manger on the first name basis with the angels what up love
Em              Em
If I go to hell I kill the copo
Em
Pearly gates like a dig a tunnel like chopo
Em                   Em
Return of the outlaw straight from the hollows
Em                  Em                        Em
No looking back I'm prepared for what follows
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 
     Em     Em
Holy shit
        Em      Em
Goddamn it
         Em
Mutha fuckers
            Em
Can't stand it
D          D
Holy shit
        D
Goddamn it
         D
Mutha fuckers
            C
Can't stand it
                       C                           C                         C
Yeah, I'm back and I'm back with a purpose here to bring all the rash to the surface
               Em                Em
Try to hold me down but it ain't workin
         Em                  Em
Stage is mine, time to close curtains
 
[Chorus]
 
              Em       Em
Return of the outlaw
                 Em      Em
Return of the outlaw
                D                        D                 D              D
Away with the fakers, the players, the movers, the shakers surround y'all
                   C                        C                              C       C
Return of the guns that'll face to the days where the gangsters will stand tall
                 Em         Em
Return of the outlaw (yeah)
                 Em
Return of the outlaw
Em
Yeah
 
[Verse 2]
 
   Em
Goddamn it
              Em
How you gonna say that I ain't
                 Em
I was birth from the canal lover saint
Bm         Em
Hail Jimmy Lenn
                     Em
Walk the same tracks where the killers been
     Em                                   Cm    Bm   Em
Came from the same place that the sinners went, west side
Em               Em
If I die tonight call it homiside
Em                   Bm
Just know that I die by my homies side
Em                        Em
Man in the mirror clearer since I lost weight
Em                     Bm                    Em
Ties high ain't no way that you can stop the wake
Em
Heaven's sake
Em
Say I'm hell bound
Em                         Em
Couldn't stop the dominoes as they fell down
Em                        Em
I'mma pick em up slap em, give me 25
Em                    Em                 Em
Stand up time to ride we ain't sittin by
 
[Pre-Chorus]
 
        Em      Em
Holy shit
        Em      Em
Goddamn it
         Em
Mutha fuckers
            D
Can't stand it
        D
Holy shit
        D
Goddamn it
         D
Mutha fuckers
            C
Can't stand it
                       C                           C                         C
Yeah, I'm back and I'm back with a purpose here to bring all the rash to the surface
               Em                Em
Try to hold me down but it ain't workin
         Em                  Em
Stage is mine, time to close curtains
 
[Chorus]
 
                 Em       Em
Return of the outlaw
                 Em       Em
Return of the outlaw
                D                        D                          D       D
Away with the fakers, the players, the movers, the shakers surround y'all
                   C                   C                                   C      C
Return of the guns that'll face to the days where the gangsters will stand tall
                 Em       Em
Return of the outlaw
                 Em
Return of the outlaw
Em
Yeah
 
[Outro]
 
Em Em Em Em
D D D D
C C C C
Em Em Em Em Em
 
 
2. Like Father, Like Son(Ft. Joshua Hedley)
 
[Intro]
 
Dm Dm Bb A7
Dm Dm Bb A
 
[Verse]
 
Dm
His father was a gambler, Alcoholic
Dm
Drunk bastard, whatever you want to call it
               Bb
Don't like the way he treating mumma cheating in the lights
A                                  Dm
Find himself becoming the same guy he despised, Good ole boy, an old road runner
              Dm
Pistol on his waste, he's ready to throw thunder
Bb
Told him living like that he won't last that long
Dm                 A
Living an outlaw's songs and trying to prove 'em all wrong
Dm
From the poverty line but taking pride in his hood
Dm
Fell in love with a rich girl from Brentwood
Bb
They had a son, he made a promise to change
              Am                                      Dm
He wrote that promise in chalk and it was lost in the heavy rain
 
[Chorus]
 
                      C
Heavy rains that fall upon me
     Gm               Dm
As I make my last request
       Dm                  C
Things my daddy did before me
              Gm            Dm
They're still ringing in my head
     Bb
Like father
     C
Like father
     Dm  Dm
Like son
     Bb
Like father
     C
Like father
     Dm  Dm
Like son
 
 
[Verse]
 
Dm
He lost his job and his wife in the same week
Dm
Whiskey breath claimed defeat when the pain speaks
Bb
Phone rings, suicide by gun
          A
He'd been fighting demons and the Devil had won
Dm
Survived by mud filled and a couple of sons
      Dm
Blood filled bullet holes where the picture hung
Bb
Too much to bare, mumma cries that it ain't fair
A
Questions linger in the air, Answers just ain't there
Dm
On her knees as she pleas "Lord, why?"
Dm
The boy steps up with a look in his eye
Bb
As the chapter ends, another saga starts
Am
I became a man with the last beat of my father's heart
 
[Chorus]
 
Dm                    C
Heavy rains that fall upon me
     Gm               Dm
As I make my last request
          Dm               C
Things my daddy did before me
              Gm            Dm
They're still ringing in my head
     Bb
Like father
     C
Like father
     Dm   Dm
Like son
     Bb
Like father
     C
Like father
     Dm   Dm
Like son
 
[Verse]
 
Dm
Rabble-rouser, playing with Peter's gun
Dm
Might've hit a home run if I was Jeter's son
Bb
But I feel more like Dale Earnhardt Jr
A
And doing the same thing my daddy died doing
Dm
Trying prove a proud legacy
   Dm
To maintain staring down at that grave site baring the same name
Bb
Chasing footsteps to the same storm that swallowed him
A
Mumma home hollering, I shut the door and followed him
Dm
Wanted to fill his boots but I got bigger feet
Dm
He never made it past thirty guess I got him beat
Bb
Learning how to be a man through the stories
          A
Round the campfire, They bought me a can full of gas and it backfired
Dm
Great man did wrong for the right reasons
Dm
I still hear his voice, Feed them by any means, son
Bb
Family first, don't forget where you come from
Am
Life's a knife fight, bring guns for the"
 
 
[Chorus]
 
Dm                    C
Heavy rains that fall upon me
     Gm               Dm
As I make my last request
          Dm        C
Things my daddy did before me
              Gm            Dm
They're still ringing in my head
     Bb
Like father
     C
Like father
     Dm   Dm
Like son
     Bb
Like father
     C
Like father
     Dm  Dm
Like son
 
3. One Shot
 
[Intro]
 
Em C G D
Em C G D
 
[Chorus]
 
Em
One shot
C
Aim it well
G                    D
My people on the sidelines yelling give em hell
Em
Bump it right
C
We buckled up
G                    D
Think I'm gonna quit now you got me fucked up
Em
One shot
C
Aim it well
G                    D
My people on the sidelines yelling give em hell
Em
Bump it right
C
We buckled up
G                    D                        Em
Think I'm gonna quit now you got me fucked up
 
[Verse]
 
                  C
They ask me how I feel about comin home
G                      D
Spent my whole life on ledge to edge my comfort zone
Em                    C
People been patiently waiting on the struggle song
G                       D
Feds close on my bumper hoping I do something wrong
Em                  C
Get to em mandatory life in the pen
G                            D
Lifer a crime of sin thinkin bout what I might've been
Em                  C                       G
Takin off my throne thrown into a Lions den now
                            D
I'm staring down the barrel lord it's like a fire pen
Em                C
Goes on my scope, there's a strong breeze
G                          D
Sights pressed tight to my eyes take a breath and squeeze
Em                C
They looking like I'm gone fell first life appearance
G                         D
Can't let it get the best of me need perserverence
Em                    C
You can hear it in my lyrics that the struggles real
G                     D
Worried bout the bill ain't worried how the fuck they feel
Em                C
Can't fit a fall, hit the ground runnin
G                          D
It'll be a beautiful sound to here this four pound gunning
 
[Chorus]
 
Em
One shot
C
Aim it well
G                    D
My people on the sidelines yelling give em hell
Em
Bump it right
C
We buckled up
G                    D
Think I'm gonna quit now you got me fucked up
Em
One shot
C
Aim it well
G                    D
My people on the sidelines yelling give em hell
Em
Bump it right
C
We buckled up
G                    D
Think I'm gonna quit now you got me fucked up
 
[Verse]
 
Em
Been playing roulette
C
One shell in the seven
G                      D
Made a promise give it hell for my people in heaven
Em                        C
They said we get a second chance, Tell it to Blake
G
Tell it to Drake get a
N.C.
Pen and then write it to Jake
Em                  C
Staying in chaos of the boats sitting close to the grave
G                    D
Alotta killers on my boat try to hold em at Bay
Em                      C
See my reflection in my kids eyes like who am I
G                         D
5 bricks in the back seat of a Caddy do or die
Em                C
They said I got a light inside of me how will I use it
G                D
Lost in the dark follow the spark don't wanna loose it
Em                     C
The Masters in the pen on iron getting the swoll on
G                                 D
As I was walking out the gates he told me struggle hold on
Em                         C
So long remember where you been if this all go wrong
G                  D
Do it for ones who can't do it homie go on
Em                C
I took a leap and hit the ground runnin
       G                               D
Now my barrels smokin speakers bumping here the four pound gunning
 
[Chorus]
 
Em
One shot
C
Aim it well
G                    D
My people on the sidelines yelling give em hell
Em
Bump it right
C
We buckled up
G                    D
Think I'm gonna quit now you got me fucked up
Em
One shot
C
Aim it well
G                    D
My people on the sidelines yelling give em hell
Em
Bump it right
C
We buckled up
G                    D
Think I'm gonna quit now you got me fucked up
 
[Chorus]
 
Em
One shot
C
Aim it well
G                    D
My people on the sidelines yelling give em hell
Em
Bump it right
C
We buckled up
G                    D
Think I'm gonna quit now you got me fucked up
Em
One shot
C
Aim it well
G                    D
My people on the sidelines yelling give em hell
Em
Bump it right
C
We buckled up
G                    D                        Em
Think I'm gonna quit now you got me fucked up
 
4. The Struggle Is Real (Ft. Aaron Lewis)
 
[Intro]
 
 Em G
 D               Am      Em    G
 The struggle is real
    D      Am
 So real
 
[Verse 1]
Em                G
5 am comes early, Jack and folgers in his cup.
D                           C
He wakes her up and lay her clothes out and packs her lunch.
Em                       G
Got to rush to catch the school bus,
               D                                    C
Pony tails and tooth brush,  Sometimes it seems its too much, he waves good bye.
Em                     G
Then he sighs, 12 hour days and barely gettin by.
D                                  C
Her momma workin 3rd shift, and he hope she ain't back gettin high.
Em                  G
On a slippery slope slowly slippin to a pit
D                                C
Hanging on for dear life loosing grip but he refused to quit
 
[Chorus]
 
C                      D                       Em
I see the look in your eyes and I know how you feel
C                        D                       Em
Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills
            C                      D                           G        D    C
You want to leave that single wide trailer in the holler for a house up on a hill
         Em                 Am
You don't care how they feel
                      D
Cause the struggle is real
                       Em
I know the struggle is real
 
[Verse 2]
 
Em                        G
She's almost 40 and still dancin on that brass pole
D                            C
Customers are disrespectful, manager is an asshole
Em                     G
Her greater goals over shadow all the sorrows
D                               C
5 am will take forever few more minutes till tomorrow
Em                          G
Not enough dollars in their garder for their house of dreams
D                           C
Runs into the dressin room slams the door and starts to scream
Em                       G
Where she wants to be in life is still a distant image
D                     C
At her wits end still isn't finished story hasn't ended.
 
[Chorus]
 
C                      D                       Em
I see the look in your eyes and I know how you feel
C                        D                       Em
Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills
            C                      D                           G        D    C
You want to leave that single wide trailer in the holler for a house up on a hill
         Em              Am
You don't care how they feel
                      D
Cause the struggle is real
                       Em
I know the struggle is real
 
[Verse 3]
 
Em                              G
He walks outside and throws his tools in to his pickup truck
D                           C
Looks up and smiles see her Altima is pulling up
Em                              G
Her weight is lifted, her doors open and he knows she sober
D                              C
He grabs aholdst her she finds comfort underneath his shoulder
Em                           G
As they embrace all of their worries are erased
          D                           C
Because together they can face all of obstacles in place
Em                             G
Pulls out of the holler to go make a honest dollar
    D                                  C
Pay dues won't loose smile through the blues of blue collar
 
[Chorus]
 
C                      D                       Em
I see the look in your eyes and I know how you feel
C                        D                       Em
Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills
            C                      D                           G        D    C
You want to leave that single wide trailer in the holler for a house up on a hill
         Em                 Am
You don't care how they feel
                      D
Cause the struggle is real
                       Em
I know the struggle is real
C                      D                       Em
I see the look in your eyes and I know how you feel
C                        D                       Em
Work your fingers to the bone just to cover the bills
            C                      D                           G        D    C
You want to leave that single wide trailer in the holler for a house up on a hill
         Em                 Am
You don't care how they feel
                      D
Cause the struggle is real
                       Em
I know the struggle is real
 
5. World That's Moved On (Ft. Shooter Jennings)
 
[Intro]
 
C#m B
 
[Verse]
 
A
Love letters where she's talking about forever
C#m
And never thought she'd change up like the weather
              A
For better or for worse I guess what hurts is that it happened a my worst
      C#m                             B
And I never got the chance to make it better
              A
I'm moving on suitcase in a heart full of souvenirs
C#m
5 years in prison clear vision of his truly here
A
I won't lose a tear instead I'm going to break a smile
C#m                           B
Heart breaks may take a while got an inch I'll take a mile
 
[Chorus]
 
C#m                A            B
Silence breaks the chaos in me
C#m                  E          A       B
Memory's pour from a glass half empty
C#m                   E           A        B
Sunbreak shadows that still stand with me
        C#m             B
In a world that's moved on
 
[Verse]
 
A
I don't want the answers to the questions I can ask you
     C#m
Some things better left in the past that's true
A
A lot of faces I ain't seen in the last few
C#m                               B
Windows up as I pass you, we were so close this cashew
A
Took my plug cool stuff with my girl cool
C#m
Fool me once shame on you fool me twice then I'm the fool
A
Broken commitments I don't hold no resentments
     C#m                          B
Only Jesus need repentance, homie I just need some distance
 
[Chorus]
 
C#m                E     A      B
Silence breaks the chaos in me
C#m      G#m         A                B
Memory's pour from a glass half empty
C#m                   E           A       B
Sunbreak shadows that still stand with me
        C#m             B
In a world that's moved on
 
[Verse]
 
A
Battle my past, traveling fast looking ahead
C#m
Knowing the story of the apple and eve and sill took it instead
A
Follow the past scattered in cash I covered in blood
     C#m                                  B
In a snake pit, thin thinking I won't get bit by the ones I love
A
And cuffs on the cuffs, there's something great hurry up
         C#m
And wait apologies to late fates been hard for me to take
A
Forgiveness given notes taken lessons learned
C#m                                 B
Mama told me that the stove was hot I had to feel the burn
A
Blistered fingertips still whippin work deep
C#m
Dig deep inside myself until I'm filled up with dirt
A
You gotta pay the price to ever feel it's worth
        C#m                       B
The sun rises after the moon, but the sun comes first
 
[Chorus]
 
B                  A            B
Silence breaks the chaos in me
C#       C#m         A                B
Memory's pour from a glass half empty
C#m                   E           A        F#m  E  B  B
Sunbreak shadows that still stand with me
        C#m             B
In a world that's moved on
          F#m  E            B
In a world.... that's moved on
          F#m         E                 B     C#m
Yeah, the only way to let go is to hang on
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