American You

[Intro]
A C#m D A F#m E
D A

[Verse 1]
A         C#m
 Man, you got it all worked out
          D            A
Don't you? Old pair of shoes
F#m      E
   Never wear your heart on your sleeve
         D                 A
Cause it don't go with the suit
A        C#m
 You got a  bad, bad woman
       D                   A
With a young little pretty face
F#m              E
   They told you not to go get married
        D                  A
But you went and did it anyway

[Chorus]
Singin',
A  C#m                 D       A
 oh   sweet sounds of American you
F#m      E
   Never miss a Sunday service,
      D      A
never got tattoos
A      C#m
 Every time we drive by wavin',
  D         A
I see right through
        F#m    E         D        A
Doo doo doo doo doo doo, fuck you too

[Verse 2]
A          C#m
 Mama said steer clear of the devil
       D                   A
So you never played in the road
F#m       E
   Always lookin' on the bright side
       D               A
So you never see the potholes
A        C#m
 You got a  house on a hill
    D                  A
Big news, that's a big deal
F#m          E
   Big party with your big time friends
      D               A
Man, imagine how that feels

[Chorus]
Singin',
A  C#m                 D       A
 oh   sweet sounds of American you
F#m      E
   Never miss a Sunday service,
      D      A
never got tattoos
A      C#m
 Every time we drive by wavin',
  D         A
I see right through
        F#m    E         D        A
Doo doo doo doo doo doo, fuck you too

[Post-Chorus]
        F#m    E         D        A
Doo doo doo doo doo doo, fuck you too

[Verse 3]
A          C#m
 I believe in the modest dream,
      D                    A
ain't lookin' for a pot of gold
F#m           E
   A six pack and some good marijuana,
      D             A
I can watch my mama roll
A          C#m                              D
 I believe I  could buy a few things like a house with a
     A
nice pool
  F#m       E                                     D
Invite my nobody friends to the party and we’ll pee in it,
     A
fuck you

[Bridge]
         A                  C#m
You got a bluecollar father who drinks Budweiser out the
bottle
D                A
 Twenty dollars, an old Impala,
a baby's mama
F#m               E
   You work hard, you don't beg,
you don't borrow
D                  A
 Night at the factory,
daytime job at McDonald's
A                    C#m
 Your daddy told you that girl was nothin' but a problem
D                           A
But you fell in love 'cause to you she was like a
supermodel
F#m                  E
   And they told you not to go get married
        D                  A
But you went and did it anyway
It ain't no problem
         A
You make somethin' out of nothin',
C#m
you make money for a livin'
        D
Pushin' buttons, diggin' ditches,
A
flippin' burgers in the kitchen
         F#m
With the vision, you've been dreamin',
E
you've been savin'
                          D
You've been given nothin' but shit
                A
But you take it cause you're patient in this prison
      A
Fuck everybody dissin',
   C#m
it ain't them who's gotta live in this skin
     D                          A
With all these tattoos that you got that fuckin' offends
them
        F#m
If it's you that I'm speakin' to,
E
you must be my extension
          D
I take my drink up and sip it,
A
take my hat off and tip it
       A     C#m
Slumerican Oh

[Chorus]
                 D       A
sweet sounds of American you
F#m      E
   Never miss a Sunday service,
      D      A
never got tattoos
A      C#m
 Every time we drive by wavin',
  D         A
I see right through
        F#m    E         D        A
Doo doo doo doo doo doo, fuck you too

[Outro]
        F#m     E        D        A
Doo doo doo doo doo doo, fuck you too