Red White And Blue

A | G | D/F# F | A | A | G | D/F# F | A || A We don't have no plastic L.A-friends, G ain't on the edge of no popular trend, D/F# F A ain't never seen the inside of that magazine GQ. A We don't care if you're a lawyer or a Texas oil man, G or some waitress busting ass at some liquor stand; D/F# F A if you got soul we hang out with people just like you. A Em D Well, my hairs turning white, my necks always been red, A my collars still blue. Em Bm We've always been here, just trying to sing a truth to you; G D A G D/F# F A guess you could say we've always been Red, White and Blue. A Ride our own bikes to sturges pay are own dues, G smokin' Camels and drinking domestic brews; D/F# F A if you want to know where I've been just look at my hands. A Yeah, I've driven by the White House and spent some time in jail, G mama cried but she still wouldn't pay my bail; D/F# F A I ain't been no angel but even God he understands. A Em D Well, my hairs turning white, my necks always been red, A my collars still blue. Em Bm We've always been here, just trying to sing a truth to you; G D A guess you could say we've always been Red, White and Blue. A | G | D/F# | F G | A | G | D/F# | F G | A || A My daddy worked hard and so have I, G we paid our taxes and gave our lives D/F# F A to serve this great country, so, what are they complaining about? A Yeah, we love our families, we love our kids, G you know it's love that makes us all so rich; D/F# F A that's where were at, if they don't like it they can just get the hell out. End-Chorus A Em D Well, my hairs turning white, my necks always been red, A my collars still blue. Em Bm We've always been here, just trying to sing a truth to you; G D guess you could say we've always been Red, White and Blue. F G | A | F G | A | F G | A | F G | A | F G | A | F G | A |