Cliché Country Singer
Hellbound Glory
G F C F C
I didn’t write this song in some Nashville office space
G F C F C
And even hate me for the mainstream, hey I ain’t got a pretty face
G B E D A
But if you want to hear a song about just another poor man’s son
C F D
Hand me some cheap guitar, hey, hell I can get it done
G F E D
I’m just a cliché country singer, muther fucking, scum bag hum dinger
C B A D
Flipping the world my middle finger, just like Johnny Cash
G F#/D F E
Though it’s all cliché, what the hell else could I say?
C F C G
Other than, if you don’t like me, you can kiss my ass
Met her in the basement of a downtown Baptist church
I was strung out bad, she was strung out worse
It was a rough time in my life, oh, but a least I got this first
Cause if you gonna sing it proud, you gotta live it first, baby that’s the curse of a
G F E D
I’m just a cliché country singer, muther fucking, scum bag hum dinger
C B A D
Flipping the world my middle finger, just like Johnny Cash
G F#/D F E
Though it’s all cliché, what the hell else could I say?
C F C G
Other than, if you don’t like me, you can kiss my ass
B D# E
And as for Nashville, guess I don’t need them
C G C D
I’ll take the cash and keep my freedom
A G F# E
I’m just a cliché country singer, muther fucking, scum bag hum dinger
D C# B E
Flipping the world my middle finger, just like Johnny Cash
A G# F F#
Though it’s all cliché, what the hell else could I say?
D F G A
Other than, if you don’t like me, you can kiss my ass
A F# B D
if you don’t like me, you can kiss my ass,
