Transcribed by R. Patterson
(Standard Tuning)

Intro: 
[F] [C] [G] [C]

He ain't even near [C]twenty, 
but he says he's seen plenty of hard [F]times 
'Cause he's [G]been on his bus for 5 days 
and in his hotel for 5 [C]nights 
And his [C]satellite dish is broken 
and the new band is treatin' him [F]mean
And there's [G]still another week to go 
and he misses that karaoke ma[C]chine

That's country my [F]ass 
Who do they think we [C]am
Force feed us that [G]shit 
Ain't you real tired of [C]it
Tell 'em stick it up [F]high 
Where the sun don't [C]shine 
Get pissed and get [G]mad 
'Cause that's country my [C]ass

[Modulate 1 step]

Now [D]she's out there too 
and she's got her own secrets [G]too 
She can't sing a [A]lick, and in a bucket 
she couldn't carry her [D]tunes 
Now wait a minute - she's [D]pretty as a picture 
and she's got a real nice set of...[G]WITS 
and she [A]misses her producer/boyfriend 
who seduced her, uhh produced her, a [D]hit

That's country my [G]ass 
Who do they think we [D]am
Force feed us that [A]shit 
Ain't you real tired of [D]it
Tell 'em stick it up [G]high 
Where the sun don't [D]shine 
Get pissed and get [A]mad 
Tell 'em - that's country my [D]ass

Break:
[G] [D] [A] [D] 

[Modulate 1 step]

Now [E]don't get me wrong, 
to each his own, I be[A]lieve 
But [B]they've took the soul 
outta what means a whole lot to [E]me 

And I can [E]see Hank and Lefty, 
they're spinning around in their [A]graves 
And if [B]they were here now, 
I think y'all know what they'd [E]say - don't ya
  
That's country my [A]ass 
Who do they think we [E]am
Force feed us that [B]shit 
Ain't you real tired of [E]it
Tell 'em stick it up [A]high 
Where the sun don't [E]shine 
We're pissed and we're [B]mad 
'Cause that's country my [E]ass

We're pissed and we're [B]mad 
'Cause that's country my [E]ass
[E]
[E]

Reprise:
[A] [E] [B] [E]

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