Holler From The Holler

Tuning: Drop D Intro: Bm D Bm D Bm D A E [Verso 1] Bm D Bm D I was kind of quiet as a kid growing up Bm D A E First 20 years man I didn't say much Bm D Bm D Taking all the shit that the poor folks are given Bm D A E Dodging daddy's fist and the Jackson County Prison [Pré-Refrão] E Can't cut a bleach stain, Who am I kiddin [Refrão] Bm D Bm D I came from the mud where the low-lives waller Bm D A E Sailors swearing, Single parent, double wide squalor Bm D E D Wild child, Coyote kid without a collar Bm D A E Trying to get by on a high and a dollar Bm D E D Its the salt in the sting, Fire in my veins A E Hear it when I sang, it's the pain that puts the Bm D Bm D Bm D A Holler in the Holler, from the Holler Bm D Bm D Bm D A E Holler, from the holler Bm Hey! [Verso 2] Bm D Bm D Bored as a 2x4, fightin' just for fun Bm D A E In the middle of nowhere, with nowhere to run Bm D Bm D Hellbent, broken soul, seeking salvation Bm D A E where the preachers all preach the book of revelation [Pré-Refrão] E A hundred-dollar chevy was my ticket out D And the valley of the shadows always with me no doubt [Refrão] Bm D Bm D I came from the mud where the low-lives waller Bm D A E Sailors swearing, Single parent, double wide squalor Bm D E D Wild child, Coyote kid without a collar Bm D A E Trying to get by on a high and a dollar Bm D E D Its the salt in the sting, Fire in my veins A E Hear it when I sang, it's the pain that puts the Bm D Bm D Bm D A Holler in the Holler, from the Holler Bm D Bm D Bm D A E Holler, from the holler Instrumental Break Bm Yeeeaaahhhh Bm D Bm D Bm D A E Bm D Bm D Bm D A E E Bm D Bm D Bm D Bm D [Ponte] Bm D Bm D Bm D Bm D I was kind of quiet as a kid growing up Bm D Bm D Bm D Bm D I was kind of quiet as a kid growing up Bm D Bm D Bm D I was kind of quiet as a kid growing up [Refrão] Bm D Bm D I came from the mud where the low-lives waller Bm D A E Sailors swearing, Single parent, double wide squalor Bm D E D Wild child, Coyote kid without a collar Bm D A E Trying to get by on a high and a dollar Bm D E D Its the salt in the sting, Fire in my veins A E Hear it when I sang, it's the pain that puts the holler E Pain that puts the holler E Bm D Bm D Bm D A E Pain put the Holler in the Holler, from the Holler Bm D Bm D Bm D A E Holler, from the holler . Bm D Bm D Bm D A E Bm Holler