Long Hard Times To Come chords

Long Hard Times To Come

• E

 intro: E C

E
On this lonely road, trying to make it home
                        Bm                     Em
Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some
E                         Bm
I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy
B
You try to bogart--fall back, I go hard
E
On this lonely road, trying to make it home
A
Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some
Em              B             E
I see them long hard times to come

Verse 1:
                                        Em
My life is ill son... prepared to kill son
               E
A paradox of pain, baby; it's real son
Em               B
Lonely traveler, aint trying to battle ya

But if you're feeling tuff dog, I welcome all challengers
E
Aint got no family, you see there's one of me
A
Might lose your pulse standing two feet in front of me
E                         B                      E
I'm pissed at the world, but I aint looking for trouble

I might crack a grin, I aint looking to hug you

Think about it, nobody wants to die

There's rules to this game son, I'm justified
                                         B
I'm ready to go partner, hey I'm on the run
                                            G      
The devils hugging on my boots that's why I own a gun
E
This journey's too long, I'm looking for some answers
A
So much time stressing, I forget the questions
Em                       Bm
I fear no man, you don't want no problems 'B'
E
Eyes in the back of my head, you better not follow me


Chorus
E
On this lonely road, trying to make it home
                          Bm                   Em
Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off who wants some
E                         Bm
I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy
B
You try to bogart--fall back, I go hard
E
On this lonely road, trying to make it home
A
Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some
Em                 B            E
I see them long hard times to come


Verse 2:
E
You probably think I'm crazy, or got some loose screws

But that's alright though--I'm a'do me, you do you
                                               B
So how you judging me? I'm just trying to survive
                       E
And if the time comes, I aint trying to die
                                           A
I'm just trying to fly, and get a little love

Find me a dime piece and get a little hug
B                E
Hook the car up--hit the bar up--clean the scars up--hey yo, the stars up

Hey this is the life of an outlaw

We aint promised tomorrow--I'm living now, dog
Em                                 Bm
I'm walking through life. but yo my feet hurt

All my blessings are fed, man I'll rest when I'm dead
E
Look through my eyes and see the real world
A
Take a walk with me, have a talk with me
E                B
Where we end up--god only knows
E
Strap your boots on tight you might be alright


Chorus
E
On this lonely road, trying to make it home
                           Bm                 Em
Doing it by my lonesome pissed off who wants some
E                         Bm
I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy
B
You try to bogart fall back I go hard
E
On this lonely road, trying to make it home
A
Doing it by my lonesome pissed off who wants some
Em               B              E
I see them long hard times to come



 

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