Honey Don't

G C I've done some ramblin' down in Mississippi G D I've done some time in Tennessee G C I served my sentence in a Fender twin amplifier G D G Honey, don't you lay that sh*t on me. G (chorus) Honey, don't you lay that sh*t on, C Honey, don't you lay that sh*t on, G D Honey, don't you lay that sh*t on me. G C I paid my dues to the musicians union, G D G Honey, don't you lay that sh*t on Slim. I've been a roadie for Satan honey I was a soundman for the Devil, you see Now I'm a guitar with the heart of a banjo Honey, don't you lay that sh*t on me.