Rhett Akins - Kiss My Country Ass ( Chords

"(Acoustic)
(Sion)


Drop D Tuning.

A+: --0--  D: --2--  G: --3--  G+: --0--
    --0--     --3--     --0--      --0--    
    --4--     --2--     --0--      --0--
    --5--     --0--     --0--      --0--
    --5--     -----     --2--      --3--
    --0--     -----     --3--      --3--



Intro: D Cadd9 Riff 1: e --0--0--0--  D (Twice)
                        B --0--0--0--
 	               G --2--4--2--
 	               D --3--5--3--
 	               A --3--5--3--
 	               D --0--0--0--



Riff 2: --0--0--
        --0--0--
        --0--0--
        --0--0--
        --5--3--
        --5--3--

Riff 3: -------- (Repeat 4x)
        --2-----
        --2-----
        --2--4h-
        --0--0--
        --0--0--


(Verse 1)
D
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', 

'Coon dog in the back. (Riff 2) 
D
Truck bed loaded down with beer, 

An' a cold one in my lap. 
A+
Earnhart sticker behind my head, 
                         G+
An' my woman by my side. 
D
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin'

Country Boy Can Survive. 
(Riff 3)
Well, if you got a problem with that, 
       Cadd9  A+  G+  D     (Riff 1)
You can kiss my country ass.  


(Verse 2)
D
Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls, 
                                                  (Riff 2)
Wrangler jeans: smoke nothin' but Marlboro reds. 
D
Tattoos up an' down my arms, 

An' deer heads over my bed. 
   A+
My Granddaddy fought in World War Two, 
                               G+
An' my Daddy went to Vietnam. 
D
An' I ain't scared to grab my gun, 

An' fight for my homeland. 
(Riff 3)
If you don't love the American flag, 
       Cadd9  A+  G+  D
You can kiss my country ass. 


(Chorus)
            A+                   D
If you're a down home, backwoods redneck, 
       A+           G+         D
C'mon, stand up an' raise your glass. 
           A+                 D
But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd, 
       Cadd9  A+  G+  D    (Riff 1)
You can kiss my country ass. 


(Verse 3)
D                                       
Well, there's a whole lotta high-class people out there, 
                           (Riff 2)   
That's lookin' down on me. 
D
'Cause the country club where I belong, 
                       D (mute it and pause)
Is the Honky Tonk till three in the mornin'. 
A+
I don't wear no fancy clothes, 
                              G+
No ties or three-piece suits. 
D
You can find me in my camouflage hat, 

My tee-shirt an' cowboy boots. 
(Riff 3)
If that don't fit your social class, 
       Cadd9  A+  G+  D
You can kiss my country ass. 


(Repeat Chorus)


(Verse 4)
            D (mute)
Cause I'm a front-porch sittin', 
D (mute)        D (mute)
Guitar pickin', moonshine sippin', 
D (mute)             D
Bacca juice spittin' country boy from the woods. 
      D (mute)               D (mute)
An' I love fried chicken an' blue gill fishin', 
    D (mute)            D
An' outlaw women, an' I wouldn't change if I could. 
A+                                                                G+
I ain't tryin' to start no fight, but I'll finish one every time. 
D
You just mind your own damn business, 

And stay the hell outta mine. 
(Riff 3)
If you got a problem with that, 
       Cadd9  A+  G+  D   
You can kiss my country ass. 


(Ending)
          (Riff 3)
I said if you got a problem with any of that, 
        A+      G+
You can kiss my natural born, 
A+             G+
Redneck to the bone, 
A+          G+      D
Ever-lovin' country ass. 
"