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E G
I ain't nothin' but a simple man They call me a redneck, I reckon that I am,
A E
but there's things going on, that makes me mad down to the core.
E G
I have to work like a dog to make ends meat there's croked polititions and crime
A E
on the street, and I'm mader than ****, and I ain't going to take it no more.
E G
They tell our kids to just say no and then some painty waist judge lets a drug dealer go,
A E
he slaps them on the wrist and turns them out, out on the town. Well if I had my
G
way with people selling dope, I'd take a big tall tree and a short peice of rope, hang em'
A
up high and let thew swing to the sun goes down.
Chorus
E G
Well you know whats wrong with the world today, people done gone put there Bibles away,
A
there living by the law of the jungle, not the law of the land.
E G A
Well the good book says so I know its the truth, an eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth,
E G A
you better watch where you go and remember where you been, thats the way I see it I'm a
E
simple man.
Thats basicly how the rest of the song goes.
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