[Intro]
A E D A

[Verse 1]
A E
He was spinnin’ wheels, making deals
D A
Wild-eyed in his ‘20s
D A
There was nothin’ in the way of work
B7 E
He was ever fit to do
A
It was for the birds
E
Work with words
D A
The thing his words weren’t funny
D
He wrote ‘em right
A
You know they’re libel
E A
To affect the way he moved
A E
Now, hustle high, hustle low
D A
Harkin’ out that van window
D A
The price of gas is getting low
B7 E
In the pocket of the seats
A E
Of the pants he has had
D A
Tightening ‘round his body
D A
Living off taverns’ fare
E A
Drowning in the Grease

[Chorus]
D E
Fronting him a country band
A D
Bunch of rockin’, barkin’ deadbeats, man
A E
He played a gig with one night
D A
When he was cuttin’ teeth

[Solo]
A E D A D A B7 E
A E D A D A E A

[Chorus]
D E
Fronting him a country band
A D
Bunch of rockin’, barkin’ deadbeats, man
A E
He played a gig with one night
D A
When he was cuttin’ teeth

[Verse 2]
A E
Now you can yell or you can croon
D A
You can reach the fire code of any room
D A B7 E
With a catchy song or two, if you sang in key.
A E
There’s room for err, if the band is there
D A
In a way it’s like baseball
D A
He swings a bat left-handed
E A
He’s gonna walk at least

[Chorus]
D E
Frontin’ him a country band
A D
Bunch of rockin’, barkin’ deadbeats, man
A E
He played a gig with one night
D A
When he was cuttin’ teeth

[Outro]
D E
Frontin’ him a country band
A D
Bunch of rockin’, barkin’ deadbeats, man
A E
He played a gig with one night
D A
When he was cuttin’ teeth