band : woodbox gang
album : drunk as dragons
tough guy blues
verse 1
n . C .
i came hungry
came to make me some money
got my blues from the karate kid
and my roots from bugs bunny
F#m A E x2
n . C .
well i burned out and got older
my spirit smoldered
stuffed a sock in my pants
and tossed a chip on my shoulder
F#m A E x2
n . C .
well i gave up thinking
and i took up drinking
to emanicipate my mind like
abraham lincoln
F#m A E x2
n . C .
then i robbed and i ripped
wagging my lips
singing bibbidibobbidibibbidibib
F#m A E x2
chorus 1
A F#m
i got drunk and i smoked a lot of cigarettes
A F#m
i got a hangover but i never got rid of it
D Bm
my heart got broke and my brain got bruised
F#m E F#m
i still don’t know a thing about the tough guy blues
verse 2
n . C .
there was this little flirt
popping out of her shirt
smiling and laughing
hanging on to each word
n . C .
so innocent and sweet
rockin’ to the beat
i tapped that keg
like she tapped her little feet
chorus 2
A F#m
a girl half my age in love with me
A F#m
i got busted at age thirty three
D Bm
my heart got broke and my brain got bruised
F#m E F#m
but i still don’t know a thing about the tough guy blues
bridge
Bm F#m
so high so fast that’s when i crashed
Bm C#7
down in the gutter tossed out of my ass
verse 3
n . C .
like a cartoon saturday morning
i wave by still hovering
and splat on the ground
know the true meaning of suffering
F#m A E x2
n . C .
i got a reason for the anger
like a blind blues singer
i gouge out my eyes
and let a stray dog lick my finger
F#m A E x2
chorus 3
A F#m
i get sad sometimes act suicidal
A F#m
i look like jesus but i’ve never read the bible
D Bm
my heart got broke and my brain got bruised
F#m E F#m
but i still don’t know a thing about the tough guy blues
band : woodbox gang
album : drunk as dragons
tough guy blues
verse 1
n . C .
i came hungry
came to make me some money
got my blues from the karate kid
and my roots from bugs bunny
F#m A E x2
n . C .
well i burned out and got older
my spirit smoldered
stuffed a sock in my pants
and tossed a chip on my shoulder
F#m A E x2
n . C .
well i gave up thinking
and i took up drinking
to emanicipate my mind like
abraham lincoln
F#m A E x2
n . C .
then i robbed and i ripped
wagging my lips
singing bibbidibobbidibibbidibib
F#m A E x2
chorus 1
A F#m
i got drunk and i smoked a lot of cigarettes
A F#m
i got a hangover but i never got rid of it
D Bm
my heart got broke and my brain got bruised
F#m E F#m
i still don’t know a thing about the tough guy blues
verse 2
n . C .
there was this little flirt
popping out of her shirt
smiling and laughing
hanging on to each word
n . C .
so innocent and sweet
rockin’ to the beat
i tapped that keg
like she tapped her little feet
chorus 2
A F#m
a girl half my age in love with me
A F#m
i got busted at age thirty three
D Bm
my heart got broke and my brain got bruised
F#m E F#m
but i still don’t know a thing about the tough guy blues
bridge
Bm F#m
so high so fast that’s when i crashed
Bm C#7
down in the gutter tossed out of my ass
verse 3
n . C .
like a cartoon saturday morning
i wave by still hovering
and splat on the ground
know the true meaning of suffering
F#m A E x2
n . C .
i got a reason for the anger
like a blind blues singer
i gouge out my eyes
and let a stray dog lick my finger
F#m A E x2
chorus 3
A F#m
i get sad sometimes act suicidal
A F#m
i look like jesus but i’ve never read the bible
D Bm
my heart got broke and my brain got bruised
F#m E F#m
but i still don’t know a thing about the tough guy blues
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