Tonalité : C# minor
Verse 1
Am
Tatted up, I'm gassed up
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
A5
Loud and rowdy,
Am
I'm a son of the dirty south
Verse 2
Am
This that southern playalistic
Willie smokin' whiskey sippin'
Southern like my momma's kitchen
G
Am
Gravy biscuit, fried chicken
Backroads I'm still trippin'
Wood wheel I'm still grippin'
Stand strong no ass kissin'
G
Am
Ol' school ass whippin'
Verse 3
Come from the bottom
nothin' is a problem
Say get 'em I got 'em, I promise
My roots are blue collar
A5
Them boys from the holler
G
D
Do anything that they can just for a dollar
Am
Pitbulls in the yard, broken down cars
I'm like, "Fuck it, I'm high"
I pull up trailer park pimpin'
A5
A
With a double- wide dime
A5
'Cause I'm a son
Verse 4
Am
D
of the dirty south
Got to trippin'
C
Am
A5
D
Mama washin' out my dirty mouth
And pickin' switches
C
Am
I'm a hell raisin' rebel that
D
C
you better never tread on
Am
A5
Gun- tot in', drinkin',
Am
D
C
smokin' hoss that you can bet on
D
Tatted up, I'm gassed up
Am
C
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
D
Loud and rowdy,
C
Am
I'm a son of the dirty south
(Loud and rowdy,
I'm a son of the dirty south)
Verse 5
Am
A5
I'm from a place where they mix rock,
Am
country and hip hop
A5
A
Somewhere between Hank,
G
D
Three 6 and Kid Rock
C
Am
Johnny Cash, all black,
this that old school flavor
A5
A
Sippin' somethin' rippin' more
A5
A
G
lines than notebook paper
Am
Outlaw spirit,
A5
Am
my middle finger stuck up again
A
Bad boy, we all know good wo
G
men love troubled men
Am
A5
Got that music cranked loud we
Am
won't turn shit down
A5
Peaceful people but believe it we
G
gon' burn shit down
Am
'Cause I'm a son
Verse 6
D
of the dirty south
C
Got to trippin'
Am
Mama washin' out my dirty mouth
D
C
And pickin' switches
Am
I'm a hell raisin' rebel that
D
C
you better never tread on
Am
A5
Gun- totin', drinkin',
Am
D
C
smokin' hoss that you can bet on
D
Tatted up, I'm gassed up
C
D
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
Loud and rowdy,
C
Am
I'm a son of the dirty south
Interlude 1
C
Am
C
D
A5
Am
You know some folks
Verse 7
A5
won't change
G
We stand for the flag and kneel to pray
D
It's the land of the free because
F#dim
of the brave
C
D
From the cradle to the grave
C
D
We're made in the USA
Verse 8
Am
A5
Am
D
Yeah, I'm a son of the dirty south
C
Got to trippin'
Am
Mama washin' out my dirty mouth
D
C
And pickin' switches
Am
I'm a hell raisin' rebel that
D
C
you better never tread on
Am
A5
Gun- totin', drinkin',
Am
D
C
smokin' hoss that you can bet on
D
Tatted up, I'm gassed up
C
I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
D
Loud and rowdy,
C
I'm a son of the dirty south
Am
Verse 9
Loud and rowdy,
D
Am
C
I'm a son of the dirty south
Am
Loud and rowdy, I'm a son of the dirty south
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