Haggard And Jones

D A D D D Yeah I'm a honky tonk rambler, a riverboat gambler G D A purveyor of rhythm and rhyme D I like a good lookin' woman, domestic light beer E A And a song played in three quarter time D Old John Wayne movies, and trucks made in De-troit G D When it's still on the assembly line G D Yeah this world's gone to hell, it's too hard to tell A D Who's wrong, 'cause ain't nobody right G D So break out some Haggard, and pour on some Jones A D Smoother than whiskey, it cuts to the bone G D With everyone lyin', the only truth's in a song A G D So break out some Haggard, and pour on some Jones G D D A D D Well I ain't complainin', or afraid of some changin' G D But I question the road that we're on D They're putting hip-hop in country for the love of the money E A And not caring they're killing the song D I never stand in the way of a man making hay G D But I think it's a hell of a thing G D When I see 'em shakin' their hips and moving their lips A D Without having a damn thing to say G D So break out some Haggard, and pour on some Jones A D Smoother than whiskey, it cuts to the bone G D With everyone lyin', the only truth's in a song A G D So break out some Haggard, and pour on some Jones D A G Yeah break out a little Merle Haggard D ...And pour out a little bit for George Jones