Tuning: Db Ab Db Gb Bb Db

Intro:

Db ------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Bb ------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Gb ------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Db ------------------------------0 ----------------------------0------------
Ab ---5-3---3-2----3-2---2-0------ ---5-3---3-2---3-2---2-0-----------------
Eb -0-----0-----0------0------3--- -0-----0-----0-----0-----3-----3---------
Db ------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Bb ------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Gb ------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Db ------------------------------0 ----------------0------------------------
Ab ---5-3---3-2----3-2---2-0------ ---5-3---3-2-----------------------------
Db -0-----0-----0------0------3--- -0-----0-----3--------------------------- 

Verse:
(0:12)

Db ----0-----
Bb ----3-----
Gb ----2-----
Db ----0-----
Ab ----x-----
Db ----x----- 

Looks like this:

Db -------0---------0----------0--------------------------------------------
Bb -------3---------3----------3--------------------------------------------
Gb -------2---------2----------2--------------------------------------------
Db -------0---------0----------0--------------------------------------------
Ab -0-0--------0-0--------0-0-----------------------------------------------
Db -0-0--------0-0--------0-0----------------------------------------------- 

Hit the chord 6x, the rest four beats after “..And I can only sing like I talk y’all..” and then:

Db ---------------
Bb ---------------
Gb ---------------
Db -5-5-3---------
Ab -5-5-3---------
Db -5-5-3--------- 

Chorus:

Db ---0---------0----------0--------------------------------------------
Bb ---3---------3----------3--------------------------------------------
Gb ---2---------2----------0--------------------------------------------
Db ---0---------0----------0----------0---------------------------------
Ab ---0---------3----------2----------0---------------------------------
Db ---x---------------------------3~~-0--------------------------------- 

CHORDS/ LYRICS
Yeah i like to run with the old dogs
learn bad habits from my pa pa
i got a in with the outlaws

and i can only sing like i talk ya’ll

I like to smoke from my left hand

crankin’ out stomp and a bar band

firin up another when the song ends

and hangin out here with my new friends

Chorus:
Cause im the son of the son of the south
daddy redneck momma half hippie
taught how to talk straight not back
or my little white butt get a whippin
i like catfish cookin on a creek bank
kind you can’t find in the city ya’ll
I aint just whistlin dixie

verse 2
Well i aint scared of a shotgun

folk round here we all got one

dont give a damn or a dagum

if you dont like where i come from

i like a girl from a downhome

even better th’out a thang on

jump in you better hang on

fire it up and we’re long gone

Chorus x2

whistlin dixie…

/ slide up
slide down
h hammer-on
p pull-off
~ vibrato
+ harmonic
x Mute note

Intro: D (listen to song for rhythm)
Well, I need a sip of muddy water
From my daddy’s wishin’ well

Scattered his ashes on the delta
From here on I’ll be drinkin’ by myself
Where pink Cadillacs and blue suede shoes
Meet steel guitars and new grass blues
The music there, it ain’t turned into business
Tonight I’ll be somewhere south of Memphis
Where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud
I’ll live and die somewhere south of Memphis
Well, I’ve seen my share of big ol’ cities
But I couldn’t wait to get back home

Well, they’ll play you a, a front porch song for free
That reminds you that they ain’t been free for long
Where them juke joints jump on a Friday night
And you don’t need a gun to settle no fight
And come Sunday mornin’, hell, you’ll be beggin’ for forgiveness
That’s just life somewhere south of Memphis
Where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud
And the blues runs deep in your blood
I love this land with God as my witness
I’ll live and die somewhere south of Memphis

Solo- G,Dx2 G,A
Yeah, where the cotton grows from the Mississippi mud
And the blues runs deep in your blood
Well, I love this land with God as my witness
Well, I’ll live and die
I’ll said I’ll, I’ll live and die somewhere south of Memphis
That’s just life

CAPO 4TH FRET (AS PLAYED ON ALBUM “THEY CALL ME CADILLAC”

(G) (c)
Your love is a drug
[(G)]That I just can’t [(C)]get off of my [(G)]shoulders[(C)][(G)]
[(G)]There’s never e[(C)]nough[(G)]
[(G)]And I am the [(C)]junkie that it’s taken[(G)] over[(C)]

[(D)]I’ve never tasted [(C)]something so [(G)]pure
[(D)]You’re either the [(C)]death or the [(D)]cure

‘[(D)]Cause I’m [(G)]achin’, I’m [(G)]sweatin’
[(G)]This l[(C)]onely ain’t hel[(C)]pin’
If[(G)] only you’d st[(G)]ay for the ni[(C)]ght

[(C)]Been [(G)]hooked on that [(G)]feeling
That [(C)]high that you’re[(C)] dealing
Just[(G)] look what you’ve [(G)]done to my[(C)] life

(D) (c) (C) (D)
I found what was missin’
[(D)]And I can’t [(C)]resist it
[(C)]Oh, baby, I’m addi[(G)(C)(G)(C)]cted[(G)]

(GUITAR SOLO – ALTERNATE G & C 4 BEATS PER)

[(G)]Just like alcohol[(C)]
[(G)]Cigarettes and cocain[(C)]e
[(G)]You start at my hear[(C)]t
[(G)]And you run through my vei[(C)]ns[(D)]
[(D)]And I’m constantly[(C)] cravin'[(D)]
[(D)]I’m chancin’ and[(C)] chasin'[(D)]
And I’m achi[(G)]n, I’m sweatin[(G)]
This[(C)] lonely ain’t helpin'[(C)]
[(C)]If o[(G)]nly you’d stay for the n[(C)]ight

Been [(G)]hooked on that [(G)]feeling
That [(C)]high that you’re [(C)]dealing
Just[(G)] look what you’ve [(G)]done to my[(C)] life[(D)]

I [(D)]found what was[(C)] missin'[(C)][(D)]
An[(D)]d I can’t re[(C)]sist it
[(C)]Yeah, b[(C)]aby, I’m [(G)]addict[(C)]ed[(G)]
[(C)]Yeah, b[(C)]aby, I’m [(G)]addict[(C)]ed[(G)]

(2ND GUITAR SOLO – FILL WITH ALTERNATE OF G AND C – 4 BEATS PER)

[(G)]Your love is a dru[(C)]g[(G)]
[(G)]That I just can’t[(C)] get
(NC) (G STRUM)
Off of my shoulders

Capo 3

A G A G – 8 times

Well I ain’t never been to Folsom
But I’ve damn sure done my time
Tryin’ to please a Woman
Tryin’ to walk the Line

When she washed her hands of our love
I went right straight down the drain
Straight down the tubes with the booze and blues
Where the boozin’ losers hang

Now I’m Lowdown and Lonesome, but I feel right at home
Cuz I done grown accustomed, to sinkin’ like a stone
Since I hit rock bottom, I’ve been high as I can be
Ever since that woman put that Lowdown and [C/B]Lonesome[C/Bb] on me

Here on this Whiskey river
Ain’t no paddle, ain’t no boat
and this 90 I’m clinging to
Been keepin’ me afloat

Well they say I use to give a damn
But that was long ago
Back before she took our love
And blew it full of holes

Chorus:
Left me Lowdown and Lonesome, but I feel right at home
Cuz I done grown accustomed, to sinkin’ like a stone
Since I hit rock bottom, I’ve been high as I can be
Ever since that woman, put that Lowdown and Lonesome on me

Bartender keeps her picture on the wall here just in case
I ever can’t remember how I wound up in this place

Chorus