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Joe Bateman

The Way I Was Raised

Joe Bateman

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Dificuldade: fácil | Estilo: country, americana | Sentimento: nostálgica, contestadora | Ocasião: churrasco, bar, festa | Tags: country, americana, churrasco, bar, violão, nostálgica, fácil

The Way I Was Raised é uma daquelas canções que convidam o público a criar sua própria interpretação. Na assinatura de Joe Bateman, o título

sugere uma narrativa de sensações, lembranças ou observações da vida, com potencial para prender pela simplicidade e pelo mistério.

[{Intro} ] E [Verso 1] E Something's going on around here and I ain't sure just what E Big wigs up in Washington are trying to take everything I've got A I'm down to my last dollar but everything's going to be all right E 'Cause I'm Arkansas bred cornbread fed and this country boy will survive Bm Got a shotgun in the closet D A E And I ain't scared to use it if you mess around here Don't you mess around here [Verso 2] E I was raised to work for everything I got E But all my blood sweat and tears still ain't got a lot A It don't take a lot for me to have a damn good time E I don't need to spend a thousand dollars on a steak and a glass of wine Bm Put a pig in the ground in the backyard D A E pass around a bottle of that Arkansas homemade shine [Refrão] A I still got my guitar, my kids and my wife E And I'll bust my ass every day just trying to survive A And I can sit out on my back porch at the end of every day Bm And not be ashamed of the way D I live or the way that A E I was raised E The way I was raised {Instrumental} *note play Instrumental chords to the rhythm of the Chorus A E A Bm D A E E [Verso 3] E I went off to war to learn to be a man E Stand up on my own two feet and be proud of who I am A I came home to my family and this here ordinary life E And I thank my God every day cause I'm glad to be alive Bm I want to hit it big in Nashville D A E If everybody likes this Arkansas style My Arkansas style [Refrão] A I still got my guitar my kids and my wife E And I'll bust my ass every day just trying to survive A Like I sit down on my front porch at the end of every day Bm And not be ashamed of the way I live D A E Or the way that I was raised Something going on around here E
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