Mississippi Mud

Am C G Am Am Left his home in Louisiana C Headed for Nashville, Tennessee G Where he plays in the bars and prays to the stars Am To find his melody Am He spends all thoise nights under the neon lights C Trying to chase a dream G Where he tries to be heard singing someone else's words Am But there's more to him than what it seems Am See he's always been pretty good with a pen C And he wears his heart on his sleeve G So put him under the lights with a pic and a mike Am And he'll make you believe Am 'Cause he ain't no cowboy C No he don't try to play the part G He's just a southern boy who likes making noise Am And he sings straight from his heart Am He was raised on the mud from the Mississippi floods C Yeah, he's usualy a simple man G But you'll know his name, he'll make you feel his pain Am C Am With a six string in his hand Am He was always told he was chasing fools gold C 'You'll never make it anyway G And even though he tried, the passion inside Am Just wouldn't go away Am So I guess you can blame that rhythm in his veins C It was too hard to ignore G And he's known all along right where he belongs Em And he can't fight it anymore Am 'Cause he ain't no cowboy C No he don't try to play the part G He's just a southern boy who likes making noise Am And he sings straight from his heart Am He was raised on the mud from the Mississippi floods C Yeah, he's usualy a simple man G But you'll know his name, he'll make you feel his pain Am With a six string in his hand Am No he ain't here to claim the money or the fame C Yeah, he's got a much bigger goal G To take his love and his hurt and pour it into verse Em Em Am C G Em That you feel deep in your soooooul Noooooooo Am He ain't no cowboy C But he won't apologize G For his jeans or his boots or his deep southern roots Am Or the fire in his eyes Am Got that Mississippi mud, running through his blood C And he's never been ashamed G And he ain't backing down G Or leaving this town Em Till they all know his name Am C G Am G Am C G Em Am