Ball And Chain

Dm B C Dm Sitting here thinking B Damn I'm getting a little older C Trying to find some piece of mind Dm Take the weight of the world off my shoulders Mmmm got me driving down the highway B Trying to make it through each and every day C Fade to black n all poverty Dm Take a truck and move my people down south with me Dm Trade my ball and chain in for a ticket B On a one way trip into Georgia C Big smiles, apple pies, my people, and blue skies Dm Tomatoes grow where I can pick em' B On an open highway through Georgia C Dm Green grass, tear stains, shadow dancing in the pouring rain Sitting here looking in the mirror Damn it's getting a little clearer If I could paint a perfect picture Would u dare take it wit ya, take it wit ya, take it wit ya Picture us whistling while fishing Picture us dancing while romancing To a tune that belongs to me and u My ball and chain we will all be free yea We can be dancing, steady romancing Whistling, while we steady fishing Yea, yeah, oooh, oooooooh Oooooooh, yeah