Whiskey Myers - Old Broke Guitar Picker Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
2
3
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
2
4
1
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
1
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
2
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
4
1
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X

12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
1
1
1
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
         
         
         
         
         
2
1
3
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
1
1
4
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

9 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Riff 1

e|----------------------|
B|----------------------|
G|----------------------|
D|----------------------|
A|-------2-5-4-3-2------|
E|-0-3-4----------------|

Intro

Em G A

EmI remember back when I was sixteen G I was sittAin' there just my pops and me when his friend walked up in a cowboy hat G said I likeA what your doin but it ain't worth sap Em I see this road will leave you cold and alone G Aold and broke and a bag of bones Em so you better take heed to the words i say G Astay right clear of that lost highway

Chorus

I'm singin' o southGern wind wont you Atake me high Em I got sevGen ladies dancin' naked by an old caAmp fire Em Gguitar pickAin' with a bottle of wine Em Ill be an old brGoke guitar picker, lord, wheAn i die Em Ill be an old brGoke guitar picker, lord, wheAn i die Em EmHoles in my clothes and holes in my shoesG and a hole Ain the heart, thats why I'm singin' the blues Em put my change in my pocket but it's all gone G and everyAthing that i do it seems to be wrong Em so now I'm broke I'm back on the streeGt with a guitarA case infront of Drake and me so you betterEm listen up cause it ain't no lie G please throw Aa nickel in when you walk by

Chorus

I'm singin' o southGern wind wont you Atake me high Em I got sevGen ladies dancin' naked by an old caAmp fire Em Gguitar pickAin' with a bottle of wine Em Ill be an old brGoke guitar picker, lord, wheAn i die Em Ill be an old brGoke guitar picker, lord, wheAn i die Em EmI came in this world with nothin on my baGck I'll lAeave the same and thats a fact Em I ain't in it for the money i ain't in it for thGe fame and i don'tA really care if you remember my name Em so now i gotta to go i gotta hit the road G i gotta do thAe only thing that i know Em I got this feel it deep down and i got to be true G and i sure as hell ain'tA guna change for you Em

Chorus

Singin O souGthern wind wont you Atake me high Em when i hear tGhe sounds comin from an amplifier A Em Gguitar picAkin with a bottle of wine Em Ill be an old broke guGitar picker when i dieA Em Ill be an old broke guGitar picker when i dieA Em

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