[Intro]
Dm F C Bb A
[Verse 1]
Dm
Well I started on the whiskey pretty early this morning
F
That’s alright, I was up all night
C
But I passed out before the sun came up
Bb A
I really wanted to see one of those
Dm
I know that’s no way for a man to behave
F
With a mortgage due and a baby on the way
C
But somehow I made it to where I’m at
Bb A
It’s been a living as a matter of fact
[Verse 2]
Dm
I get a bad attitude from being tired and running ‘round
F
I never ask for anyone to say they like my sound
C
I’ve never been a part of any musical scene
Bb A
I ain’t just talking Nashville, if you know what I mean
Dm
They don’t write about me in their magazines
F
And I don’t ask for no reviews on the songs that I sing
C
I never had a lot of friends and I’m alright by that
Bb A
But people keep on coming back
[Chorus]
F C Gm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
Bb
They don’t care about no trends
F C
They don’t care about songs that sell
F C
Yeah, tomorrow I’ll be gone
Gm Bb
So tonight everybody just sing along
F C Gm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
[Verse 3]
Dm
I’ve been standing on the outside for all of my life
F
But I like the view, I’m not gonna lie
C
Yeah, the yuppies and the hipsters and the wannabe scenes
Bb A
That ain’t down home to me
Dm
I like two dollar beers, I like three dollar wells
F
At some old honky tonk bar that I know by the smell
C
Some old drunk on a bar stool on a Merle Haggard tune
Bb A
That’s my kind of room
[Chorus x2] Instrumental break in between Chorus
F C Gm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
Bb
They don’t care about no trends
F C
They don’t care about songs that sell
F C
Yeah, tomorrow I’ll be gone
Gm Bb
So tonight everybody just sing along
F C Gm
Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
