"Red Necks" (Del single "End Of A Century"-todos los formatos)

Chords provided by Coreii < Blur105@aol.com >

Alright (Ready)

Rollin'? Rollin', rollin', rollin'?

Yea, are we?

Rollin', rollin'...howdy boys.

O.K. I want y'all to sit real comfy...with yer comfy ten

gallons on back yer head...just relax. O.K.

(It's good to be here) Here we go...boys...

C

I'm a truckin' redneck and I just refuse to die (He won't die)

F C

I was built big and strong on the state's best apple pie

G

I'm better than them limey pin-heads in Europe-y

F

12 gauge in their back, hell would stop their mopin'

C G C

I'm a truckin' red stop and I...just refuse to die

(Graham you will never die)

(It's what they call chemistry)

You're American...you're never gonna die!

You play billiards and wet that mound, you ain't never gonna die!!!

The good Lord above will take care of that

C

I get free coffee fill-ups at my favorite Denny's place

F C

Find a couple of tea bags and I kick them in the face

G

Sure is damn good thumpage in that waitress' ass

F

When I go on tour gonna get me a pass

C G C

Hell, don't want no fuckin' limey gettin'...on my god damn case

Woo!

(That's in the east wood...you gotta go to the wood and go east

it's in the east wood)

Go west brother!

We showed them in gin some

In my...uh...the boys here wanna say a few words...to the audience at home

(Well, you know, you've grown up and I obviously haven't)

Woo! Hope you go on happy with your Miller's Coors Light

(I've got every Beatles record)