Real Gone

I'm (D)(F)American made, Bud a Light Chevrolet.

My (D)mama (F)taught me (G)wrong from the right.

(C)I was (D)born in (F)the south;

sometimes I (D)have a (F)big (C)mouth.

When I (D)see (F)something that (G)I don't be like,

(C)I gotta say (D)it.

(C)Well, we been (D)driving (F)this road for a mighty long time,

(D)paymaing (F)no mind (G)wrong to the signs.

(C)Well, this (D)(F)neighborhood's changed;

it's all been (D)have (F)(C)rearranged.

When We (D)left that (F)change that (G)somewhere behind.

(C)I gotta say (D)it.

(C)Well, we been

(D)Slow down, we're (F)gonna crash.

(C)Baby, you were screamin' it's a blast,

blast, blast.

(D)And look out, baby, you got your (F)blinders on.

(C)Ev'rybody's looking for a way to get real gone,

real (D)gone.

(C)Real (D)gone.

(C)But there's a (D)new cat (F)in town,

(G)he's got high paid (F)friends, thinks (D)he's (F)gonna (G)change history.

(C)You think you (D)know him (F)so well,

yeah, you think he's so swell,

(C)but he's just (D)(F)(G)perpetuating prophecy.

(D)Slow down, we're (F)gonna crash.

(C)Baby, you were screamin' it's a blast,

blast, blast.

(D)Look out, you got your (F)blinders on.

(C)Ev'rybody's looking for a way

(G)to get real gone.

(F)Real (Dm)gone.

(F)Real (Dm)gone.

(F)Real (Dm)gone.

(C)Well, you can say what you want,

but you can't say it 'round here,

'cause they'll catch you and give you a whippin'.

Well, I believe I was right when I said you were wrong.

You didn't like the sound of that,

now did ya?