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American You  Yelawolf

Intro:
[C] [Em] [F] [C]  
[Am] [G] [F] [C]  
[C] Man you got it [Em]all worked out, don't you[F], old pair of s[C]hoes
[Am] Never wear your [G]heart on your sleeve 'cause it [F]don't go with the [C]suit
[C] You got a b[Em]ad, bad woman with a [F]young little pretty [C]face
[Am] They told you not to [G]go get married but you [F]went and did it any[C]way
Singin'[C], oh sw[Em]eet sounds of A[F]merican [C]you
[Am] Never miss a [G]Sunday service, never [F]got tat[C]toos
[C] Every time we dr[Em]ive by wavin', I [F]see right th[C]rough
Tudut[Am]udu[G]tudu, [F]f**k you [C]too
[C] Mama said steer cl[Em]ear of the devil so you [F]never played in the [C]road
[Am] Always lookin'[G] on the bright side, so you [F]never see the pot[C]holes
[C] You got a h[Em]ouse on a hill, big [F]news, that's a big [C]deal
[Am] Big party with your [G]big time friends, man i[F]magine how that [C]feels
Singin'[C], oh sw[Em]eet sounds of A[F]merican [C]you
[Am] Never miss a [G]Sunday service, never [F]got tat[C]toos
[C] Every time we dr[Em]ive by wavin', I [F]see right th[C]rough
Tudut[Am]udu[G]tudu, [F]f**k you [C]too
Tudut[Am]udu[G]tudu, [F]f**k you [C]too
[C] I believe in the m[Em]odest dream, ain't [F]lookin' for a pot of [C]gold
A [Am]6 pack and some [G]good marijuana I can [F]watch my mama [C]roll
[C] I believe I can b[Em]uy a few things like a [F]house with a nice [C]pool
Inv[Am]ite my nobody f[G]riends to the party and we'll [F]be in it, f**k [C]you
You got a blue collar father who drinks Budweiser out the bottle
20 Dollars, an old Impala, a baby's mama
You work hard, you don't beg, you don't borrow
Night at the factory, daytime job at McDonald's
[C] Your daddy told you that g[Em]irl was nothin' but a problem
B[F]ut you fell in love 'cause to y[C]ou she was like a supermodel
[Am] And they told you not to [G]go get married but you [F]went and did it any[C]way, it ain't no problem
You make s[C]omethin' out of nothin', you make m[Em]oney for a livin'
Pushin' butt[F]ons, stickin' digits, flippin' b[C]urgers in the kitchen
With the v[Am]ision, you've been dreamin', you've been [G]savin', you've been given nothin' but sh*t
But you t[F]ake it 'cause you're p[C]atient in this prison
f**k everyb[C]ody visitin', it ain't th[Em]em who gotta live in this skin
With [F]all these tattoos that you g[C]ot, it f**kin' offends them
If it's y[Am]ou that I'm speakin' to, you [G]must be my extension
I take my dr[F]ink up and sip it, take my h[C]at off and tip it, Slumeric[C]an
Oh sw[Em]eet sounds of A[F]merican [C]you
[Am] Never miss a [G]Sunday service, never [F]got tat[C]toos
[C] Every time we dr[Em]ive by wavin', I [F]see right th[C]rough
Tudut[Am]udu[G]tudu, [F]f**k you [C]too
Tudut[Am]udu[G]tudu, [F]f**k you [C]too

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