"Hell Yeah"
Daniel Lee
Roots (2014)
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
A
I’m a set ‘em up shoot ‘em
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No card losing, son of a gun stud I am
A Bm7
I'm a throw down fighter, pull an all-nighter
G D
Been known to not give a damn
A Bm7
I’m a mason jar sipper, mud tire peeler
G D
Back woods hillbilly king
A Bm7
And I've walked the line a few times
G D
But that don’t mean a damn thing
[Chorus 1]
A Bm7
Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck
G D
Roll smoke, and drink beer, and get stuck in the mud
A Bm7
Hell no I've never been the type to back down
G D
So you better think twice before you run that mouth
A Bm7
Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing
G D
And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen
A Bm7
Hell no I will never leave ole’ Dixie
G D
Right here I'll stay you can keep your city
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He-ell yeah
[Verse 2]
A Bm7
I'm a redneck blue collar work hard for a dollar
G D
One crazy s.o.b.
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I know when to hold ‘em, I know when to fold ‘em
G D
You don’t want to mess with me
A Bm7
Well I was raised in the sticks, grew up with the hicks
G D
Crank up the Coe all day long
A Bm7
And I'mma sit right here and drink this beer
G D
And live life like a country song
[Chorus 2]
A Bm7
Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck
G D
Roll smoke, and drink beer, and get stuck in the mud
A Bm7
Hell no I've never been the type to back down
G D
So you better think twice before you run that mouth
A Bm7
Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing
G D
And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen
A Bm7
Hell no I will never leave ole’ Dixie
G D
Right here I'll stay you can keep your city
A Bm7 G D
He-ell yeah
[Bridge]
A Bm7
Well some people think I'm crazy, well hell that’s ok
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I'll just stomp my foot down in southern ground
G
And this is what I'll say….
[Chorus 3]
A Bm7
Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck
G D
Roll smoke, and drink beer, and get stuck in the mud
A Bm7
Hell no I've never been the type to back down
G D
So you better think twice before you run that mouth
A Bm7
Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing
G D
And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen
A Bm7
Hell no I will never leave ole’ Dixie
G D
Right here I'll stay you can keep your city
A Bm7 G D
He-ell yeah
A Bm7 G D
He-ell yeah, alright
[Outro]
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