INTRO- G, AM7, C/B, Bb, A5, G5, F5, G (x2)
Sh[G]e's pony-tailed an' s[AM7]he's halter topped
H[C/B]er bumper-sticker says I [Bb]hat[A5]e hip[G5]-ho[F5]p.[G]
[G]With a southern drawl, she says How[AM7]dy, y'all,
C/B C(STOP, FILL )
And her hands ain't afraid of dirt.
He[G]'s proud of hi[AM7]s old truck
He sp[C/B]ray painted over[Bb] de[A5]nts[G5] and[F5] rus[G]t.
The m[G]otor smokes, it's got f[AM7]our bald tires,
But the r[C]adio works.
R[D]aised on the Good Book and our co[AM7]untry songs,
R[C]idin' down back roads si[D]ngin' along
So blame [G]me for the w[AM7]ay they are,
Their l[Bb]ove of the fiddle and the s[C]teel guitar.
Blame [G]me for their co[AM7]wboy hats,
R[C]oper boots, Wrangler jeans, and r[Bb]ifle racks.
If you w[A5]anna point a f[B]inger at so[C]mebody,
C# D G (INTRO)
for the way they beleive , Blame me.
T[G]hey were kids when Hag and m[AM7]e came to town
A[C/B]ll eyes and ears: loo[C]k at 'em now.
C[G]enter stage on the G[AM7]rand Ole Opry,
On a Sa[C]turday night.
S[G]ing of fishin' and the L[AM7]ord above,
[C/B]Fallin' in and o[C]ut [Bb]of love.
[G]From Aunt Bea to U[AM7]ncle Sam,
And that Am[C]erican Pie.
From b[D]ig cities to the li[AM7]ttle towns
We're h[C]ard-core country in[D]side and out.
(CHORUS)
(SOLO) G, AM7, C/B, C, Em, D, C, B, Bb, F5, G
(CHORUS)
(INTRO OVER THE LAST BLAME ME'S)
Blame me.
Blame me.
Blame me, yeah.
Sh[G]e's pony-tailed an' s[AM7]he's halter topped
H[C/B]er bumper-sticker says I [Bb]hat[A5]e hip[G5]-ho[F5]p.[G]
[G]With a southern drawl, she says How[AM7]dy, y'all,
C/B C(STOP, FILL )
And her hands ain't afraid of dirt.
He[G]'s proud of hi[AM7]s old truck
He sp[C/B]ray painted over[Bb] de[A5]nts[G5] and[F5] rus[G]t.
The m[G]otor smokes, it's got f[AM7]our bald tires,
But the r[C]adio works.
R[D]aised on the Good Book and our co[AM7]untry songs,
R[C]idin' down back roads si[D]ngin' along
So blame [G]me for the w[AM7]ay they are,
Their l[Bb]ove of the fiddle and the s[C]teel guitar.
Blame [G]me for their co[AM7]wboy hats,
R[C]oper boots, Wrangler jeans, and r[Bb]ifle racks.
If you w[A5]anna point a f[B]inger at so[C]mebody,
C# D G (INTRO)
for the way they beleive , Blame me.
T[G]hey were kids when Hag and m[AM7]e came to town
A[C/B]ll eyes and ears: loo[C]k at 'em now.
C[G]enter stage on the G[AM7]rand Ole Opry,
On a Sa[C]turday night.
S[G]ing of fishin' and the L[AM7]ord above,
[C/B]Fallin' in and o[C]ut [Bb]of love.
[G]From Aunt Bea to U[AM7]ncle Sam,
And that Am[C]erican Pie.
From b[D]ig cities to the li[AM7]ttle towns
We're h[C]ard-core country in[D]side and out.
(CHORUS)
(SOLO) G, AM7, C/B, C, Em, D, C, B, Bb, F5, G
(CHORUS)
(INTRO OVER THE LAST BLAME ME'S)
Blame me.
Blame me.
Blame me, yeah.
