Cross Canadian Ragweed - Boy's From Oklahoma (dvd Chords

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The whole song is: GCDG

* I spice it up with palm mutes whenever I play it*

G) Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all (C) wrong.
They're (D) too damn skinny or (G) way too long.
I ain't no holy roller so I just use a (C) bong.
Them (D) boys from Oklahoma roll their (G) joints all wrong.

Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed.
They smuggle across the Rio, they use the Mexican breed.
That's expointin' cheap labor, but h*ll that's Texican's creed.
Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed.

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Wade Bowen:
Well them boys over seas, god bless them all.
They nutted up man and they answered the call.
The Red, White, and Blue brothers, that's my point.
Kicking *ss and taking names Amen, let's roll another joint.

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Randy Rogers:
Well them boys from Wisconsin, yeah their reefer smells like cheese.
You give it to a girl and she'll do anything you please.
They got country music on the radio, they got it all wrong.
Has Tim McGraw or Faith Hill ever written a song?

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Bleu Edmondson:
So I smoke a little bit, what you gonna do?
I was born and raised in Texas, now who the h*ll are you?
????????????????????? They've sealed their fate.
Tennessee is gonna Sh*t when we take over their state.

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Stoney LaRue
Well I took a big hit off a graphics bong one time.
And it wasn’t that sh*tty schwag sh*it, it was the northern lights kind.
Well I tried to talk to Cody with my Stoney LaRue smirk.
And then my face hit the carpet and my legs they wouldn’t work.

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Jason Boland:
Well the man is gonna try to tell ya bout the reefer badness.
His drug companies and his political madness.
But there's more of us than there are of him that wanna take a hit.
George W go on and legalize that sh*t.

(Chorus)

(Solo)

Them boys in Louisiana got trouble growin' their weed.
Them alligators is mean, and they eat up all the seeds.
But on a bayou night by the light of a full moon .
You can walk out and pick you a sack full of 'shrooms. 

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Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all  wrong.
They keep on rolling them, all night long.
Mine look’s like a pregnant dolphin, so I just use a bong.
Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong.

*I don't remeber the rules on profanity, so just fill in the "*" with the needed vowel.*