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G#m
F# E G#m A
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G#m
(Walk to B between the G#m and C# chords)
G#m
I've always been a religious man,
C#
I've always been a religious man
G#m
But I met the banker and it felt like sin
C# G#m
He turned my bailout down
G#m
The Banker Man, he let into me
C#
Let into me, let into me
G#m
The Banker Man, he let into me
C# G#m
And spread my name around
G#m
He thinks I ain't got a lick of sense
C#
'Cause I talk slow and my money's spent
G#m
Now, I ain't the type to hold it against
C# G#m
But he better stay off my farm
G#m
'Cause it was my Daddy's and his Daddy's before
C#
And his Daddy's before and his Daddy's before
G#m
Five generations and an unlocked door
C# G#m
And a loaded burglar alarm.
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G#m
G#m
Lots of pictures of my purdy family
C#
Lots of pictures of my purdy family
G#m
Lots of pictures of my purdy family
C# G#m
In the house where I was born.
G#m
House has stood through five tornadoes,
C#
Droughts, floods, and five tornadoes.
G#m
I'd rather wrestle an alligator
C# G#m
Than to face the Banker's scorn
G#m
'Cause he won't even look me in the eye
C#
He just takes my land and apologize,
G#m
With pen, paper, and a friendly smile
C# G#m
He says the deed is done.
G#m
The sound you hear is my Daddy spinning
C#
The sound you hear is my Daddy spinning
G#m
The sound you hear is my Daddy spinning
C# G#m
Over what the Banker done.
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G#m
F#
Think I'll invite him for some pot roast beef
E
And mashed potatoes and sweet tea
G#m
Follow it up with some banana pudding
A
And a walk around the farm
G#m
Show him the view from McGee Town Hill
C#
Let him stand in my shoes and see how it feels
G#m
To lose the last thing on earth that's real
C# G#m
I'd rather lose my legs and arms
G#m
Bury his body in the old sink hole
C#
Bury his body in the old sink hole
G#m
Bury his body in the old sink hole
C# G#m
Under cold November sky
G#m
Then damned if I wouldn't go to church on Sunday
C#
Damned if I wouldn't go to church on Sunday
G#m
Damned if I wouldn't go to church on Sunday
C# G#m
And look the Preacher in the eye.
- 1. Chord Gitar Drive-By Truckers - Sink Hole Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar G#)
- 2. Ganti Chord Gitar Drive-By Truckers - Sink Hole Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar G#)
- 3. Author Lagu Andra Ramadhan