Written and performed by: Cory Morrow
CD: The Man I Used to Be
Transrcibed By: Eric Schuessler ERK76@aol.com
[G]Late one mor[C]ning I just pack[D]ed my things[C]
[G]Burned all my bills [C]and I hoppe[D]d a plane[C]
[G]I told the c[C]ops and the bankers[D] goodbye[C]
They said "Don't[G] let us catch you, y[C]ou owe us your [D]life"[C]
Well, the plan[G]e was headed E[C]ast and so I was[D][C]
[G]Bound for Tenn[C]essee to outrun the[D] fuzz[C]
[G]They found me in[C] a day or [D]two[C]
Now I'm flat[G] bus[C]ted in jail, [D]fightin' the Nashvil[C]le blues[G]
Chorus:
[G]I like George Jone[C]s, Willie[D] and Waylon[C]
I think Kr[G]is (Kristofferson) and Merle are [C]songwrittin' [D]saviors[C]
[G]Townes Van Zant, h[C]e died too [D]soon[C]
But now hes up ther[G]e with Hank [C]
And there both fightin[D]' the Nashville [C]blues[G]
[G]Well the songwritin's left up [C]to old hillb[D]illies[C]
[G]hippies and redn[C]ecks and girls like[D] Miss Emmylou[C]
[G]I'm too y[C]oung to have a point of[D] view[C]
But I just wan[G]t to be a [C]part of fightin'[D] the Nashville [C]blues[G]
[G]Fightin' the Nash[C]ville blues [D]ain't fun[C]
[G]It takes a to[C]ll on your mind[D][C]
[G]But all the gre[C]at ones they been the[D]re too[C]
And they're all fighti[G]n' the Nashvi[C]lle blues[G]
Well, I moved back to Austin to try to make a livin
But it ain't been so easy with those hill country women
And I'm stuck inside of this 8x12 room
And my throat's a scratchin' from the cigaretts and booze
And my face is wrinklin' and my mind's a strayin'
And I get on my knees and I get to prayin'
But my hands are worn like the soles of my shoes
And the Lord only knows, I'm just fightin' the Nashville blues
Alt. Chorus:
I like Johnny Cash, Willie and Waylon
I think Chris (Wall) and Merle are songwritin' saviors
Old Keith Whitley, he died too soon
Bun now he's up there with Hank
And there both fightin' the Nashville blues
Well the songwritin's left up to old hillbillies
Young hippies and rednecks and girls like Miss Emmylou
I'm too young to have a point of view
But I just want to be a part of fightin' the Nashville blues
Fighten' the Nashville blues
CD: The Man I Used to Be
Transrcibed By: Eric Schuessler ERK76@aol.com
[G]Late one mor[C]ning I just pack[D]ed my things[C]
[G]Burned all my bills [C]and I hoppe[D]d a plane[C]
[G]I told the c[C]ops and the bankers[D] goodbye[C]
They said "Don't[G] let us catch you, y[C]ou owe us your [D]life"[C]
Well, the plan[G]e was headed E[C]ast and so I was[D][C]
[G]Bound for Tenn[C]essee to outrun the[D] fuzz[C]
[G]They found me in[C] a day or [D]two[C]
Now I'm flat[G] bus[C]ted in jail, [D]fightin' the Nashvil[C]le blues[G]
Chorus:
[G]I like George Jone[C]s, Willie[D] and Waylon[C]
I think Kr[G]is (Kristofferson) and Merle are [C]songwrittin' [D]saviors[C]
[G]Townes Van Zant, h[C]e died too [D]soon[C]
But now hes up ther[G]e with Hank [C]
And there both fightin[D]' the Nashville [C]blues[G]
[G]Well the songwritin's left up [C]to old hillb[D]illies[C]
[G]hippies and redn[C]ecks and girls like[D] Miss Emmylou[C]
[G]I'm too y[C]oung to have a point of[D] view[C]
But I just wan[G]t to be a [C]part of fightin'[D] the Nashville [C]blues[G]
[G]Fightin' the Nash[C]ville blues [D]ain't fun[C]
[G]It takes a to[C]ll on your mind[D][C]
[G]But all the gre[C]at ones they been the[D]re too[C]
And they're all fighti[G]n' the Nashvi[C]lle blues[G]
Well, I moved back to Austin to try to make a livin
But it ain't been so easy with those hill country women
And I'm stuck inside of this 8x12 room
And my throat's a scratchin' from the cigaretts and booze
And my face is wrinklin' and my mind's a strayin'
And I get on my knees and I get to prayin'
But my hands are worn like the soles of my shoes
And the Lord only knows, I'm just fightin' the Nashville blues
Alt. Chorus:
I like Johnny Cash, Willie and Waylon
I think Chris (Wall) and Merle are songwritin' saviors
Old Keith Whitley, he died too soon
Bun now he's up there with Hank
And there both fightin' the Nashville blues
Well the songwritin's left up to old hillbillies
Young hippies and rednecks and girls like Miss Emmylou
I'm too young to have a point of view
But I just want to be a part of fightin' the Nashville blues
Fighten' the Nashville blues
