WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Shooter Jennings - The Real Me Ukulele | Ver. 1
This is a fairly basic way to play this song but it works and sounds good. Listen to the
song to get an idea of the strumming
Intro: C
C
I wake up with my children
Right around the crack of noon
And I do good like a good daddy should
Till the devil rolls out that moon
Once that whiskey hits my lips
It opens Pandora's box
And I start a lyin and a smoking and a fightin
Getting crazy as a white tailed fox.
C
My eyes start burnin wild and red
D
Two horns cut through the top of my head
C
My teeth get jagged, my tongue gets sharp,
C
Cold neon blood starts a pumpin to my heart
D
My hands get frisky, with a mind of their own,
D
My legs start walkin me anywhere but home
C
And I'm a double talking, chicken-lickin
C
Meaner than the dickens sick and
C C
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
C
And I'll love you like the devil, bite you
C
Like a snake and then forsake and
C C
Break everything I don't take before I'm done
C
Most people who know me say I'm as nice as a guy could be
That's all fine cuz most of the time
They never get to see the real me
“He ain't got a bad bone in his bodyâ€
Is how they talk about me back home,
But here my dark side is unable to hide
And you don't want to see my bad bone.
C
My eyes start burnin wild and red
D
Two horns cut through the top of my head
C
My teeth get jagged, my tongue gets sharp,
C
Cold neon blood starts a pumpin to my heart
D
My hands get frisky, with a mind of their own,
D
My legs start walkin me anywhere but home
C
And I'm a double talking, chicken-lickin
C
Meaner than the dickens sick and
C C
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
C
And I'll love you like the devil, bite you
C
Like a snake and then forsake and
C C
Break everything I don't take before I'm done
C C C
C
I'm mean when I'm lonesome and
I'm on'ry when I'm high
C C
I'm a dream when I'm home son
C C
But I'll chase that nightmare until I die
C C
But I'll chase that nightmare until I die
C (stop)
But I'll chase that nightmare until I die
C, D, C, C, D, D
C
And I'm a double talking, chicken-lickin
C
Meaner than the dickens sick and
C C
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
C
And I'll love you like the devil, bite you
C
Like a snake and then forsake and
C C
Break everything I don't take before I'm done
C
And I'm a double talking, chicken-lickin
C
Meaner than the dickens sick and
C C
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
C
And I'll love you like the devil, bite you
C
Like a snake and then forsake and
C C
Break everything I don't take before I'm done
C, C, C, C, C, C, C,
C, C (hold)