D

h = hammer-on

p = pull-off

/ = slide up

\ = slide down

Acoustic

Well my mama told me: son you better watch out

All those nasty woman gonna rip you dime for dime

But I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode

And the story keep on rollin', out from a sad man's tongue

Electric

Left my mama and papa's nest, I got the fever rambling my bones

Papa said: my boy, take my Johnny Cash vinyls and go

Well I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode,

guitar mode

And the story keep on rollin', out from a sad man's tongue

Bridge

YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

Strollin' down the highway with uncle Sam roaring: rebel kid get

your ass home

Your ass belongs to me, leave your Johnny Cash songs and get home

But I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode,

guitar mode

\\ ->bridge

And the story keep on rollin', out from a sad man's tongue

Bridge

D|-0-0--h3p--h3p—h3-|

Singing in the cell 1.40.9.5. No way should I wear guns, I'm

sitting my time

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Solo

Left 1.40.9.5 with plenty rock'n'roll songs painting the road

Education sucks, so I sing my song for you

And I got my pocket full of real tales and a broken guitar mode

guitar mode

And the story keep on rollin' out from a glad man's tongue