Hey everyone here's a first for me, a song that's directly from the source!
They (the Bumpin Uglies) would have their guitars tuned down half a step and play the chords that
are a half step higher than these, but I translated them to standard tuning for ease. Enjoy!
Verse: C# - F - A#m - F# (G# before the chorus)
Chorus: C# - F - C# - A#m - F#
C# - F - D#m - F# - G#
Verse
Chorus
Verse
Chorus
Outro (Verse chords)
Intro: C# - F - A#m - F#
VERSE
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C# F
Really not exceptional, pretty average I must say
A#m F#
My attentions always deficit but my life resides in the grey
C# F
I rarely follow through but my intentions they are pure
A#m F#
I've had my heart broken and I've broken some before
C# F
My friends are far from perfect but they back me in this war
A#m F#
I may not always have a bed but I'll always have a floor
C# F
Sometimes I try to predict how the future will unfold
A#m G#
Then I realize I don't care, it'll be far more fun to behold
CHORUS
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C# F C# A#m F#
These hallucinations, they're whiskey induced
C# F D#m F# G#
And I'm looking for an answer that needs no proof
C# F C# A#m F#
So I'll play the game, though I hate all the rules
C# F D#m F# G#
Cause I've got nothing, so I've got nothing to lose
VERSE
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C# F
Fighting my own inadequacies, they consume me I can not break free
A#m F#
My mom always told me to believe so I'll just breathe, wait and see
C# F
Because there's always someone cooler, there is always someone better.
A#m F#
Always gonna be a cat that makes a little bit more cheddar
C# F
But that's ok with me. That's just the way it is.
A#m F#
One day I will be dead and all this shit will be relative.
C# F
Because a boy is born, grows into a man. Dreams are steeped on by anyone who can.
A#m G#
I'm showing anyone my back hand. Fuck the naysayers I'm sticking to my plan
CHORUS
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C# F C# A#m F#
These hallucinations, they're whiskey induced
C# F D#m F# G#
And I'm looking for an answer that needs no proof
C# F C# A#m F#
So I'll play the game, though I hate all the rules
C# F D#m F# G# C#
Cause I've got nothing, so I've got nothing to lose
F# - G# (plucked bass notes)
C# - F - A#m - F#
VERSE
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C# F
These hallucinations, they're whiskey induced
A#m F#
And I'm looking for an answer that needs no proof
C# F
And I will play the game, though I hate all the rules
A#m F#
Cause I----, I got nothing to lose
C# F
Nothing to lose, I got nothing to lose
A#m F#
Nothing nothing nothing, I got nothing to lose
C# F
Nothing to lose, I got nothing to lose
A#m F# G# C#
Nothing nothing nothing nothing, I got nothing to lose
