Capo 3
[Verse]
A#m G# D#m
I'll get your text about 3 am, when I cross back over the border again
F# A#m
Bye-bye Canada Hello USA
A#m G# D#m
Those lefties sure make a lot of sense, and sometimes it's nice to feel good in my skin
D#m F# A#m
But I'd trade it all for some Southern hospitality
[Chorus]
F#
I know that you don't like me
G# A#m
But it sure feels good anyway
F#
I know that you don't like me
G# A#m
But it sure feels good anyway
[Verse]
A#m G#
I'm gonna tell them boys, "Don't be a drag, ain't ya tired of fightin' 'bout the damned ol' flag?»
D#m F# A#m
Well it ain’t Southern pride, it’s just Southern hate
A#m G#
I know from your mamas that you’re better than that, every time I call, well you have my back
D#m F# A#m
Some time for Muddy Buddies and a tall glass of sweet tea
[Chorus]
F#
I know that you don't like me
G# A#m
But it sure feels good anyway
F#
I know that you don't like me
G# A#m
But it sure feels good anyway
[Bridge]
C#
I’ve got gravel from the road in the bottom of my boot
G#
The kiss that you left still burning thru
A#m G# F#
I can’t rest ‘til get back home to you
F#
When I left the last words that were out of your mouth, were
G# C# G# F#
“How can you live in the backwards south – Devil in the roots and Jesus on the wine?”
G# C# A#m G# D#m F#
Cause it feels fine
[Verse]
C# A#m G#
I was born in the grist of a rebel yall, swaddled in the song of the whip-poor-will
D#m F# A#m
They haunt me and they hold me just the same
A#m
But it’s an ounce of comfort, for a pound of grief
G#
I just wanna sit on the porch with you and hear the tall pines creak
D#m F# D#m F# A#m
Still sweating in September when that sun goes down
[Chorus]
F#
I know that you don't like me
G# A#m
But it sure feels good anyway
F#
I know that you don't like me
G# A#m
But it sure feels good anyway