Long Hard Times To Come

	  		 
Intro: E C 

E 
On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
                        Bm                     Em 
Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some 
E                         Bm 
I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy 
B 
You try to bogart--fall back, I go hard 
E 
On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
A 
Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some 
Em              B             E 
I see them long hard times to come 

verse 1: 
                                        Em 
My life is ill son... prepared to kill son 
               E 
A paradox of pain, baby; it's real son 
Em               B 
Lonely traveler, aint trying to battle ya 

But if you're feeling tuff dog, I welcome all challengers 
E 
Aint got no family, you see there's one of me 
A 
Might lose your pulse standing two feet in front of me 
E                         B                      E 
I'm pissed at the world, but I aint looking for trouble 

I might crack a grin, I aint looking to hug you 

Think about it, nobody wants to die 

There's rules to this game son, I'm justified 
                                         B 
I'm ready to go partner, hey I'm on the run 
                                            G       
The devils hugging on my boots that's why I own a gun 
E 
This journey's too long, I'm looking for some answers 
A 
So much time stressing, I forget the questions 
Em                       Bm 
I fear no man, you don't want no problems 'B' 
E 
Eyes in the back of my head, you better not follow me 



E 
On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
                          Bm                   Em 
Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off who wants some 
E                         Bm 
I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy 
B 
You try to bogart--fall back, I go hard 
E 
On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
A 
Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some 
Em                 B            E 
I see them long hard times to come 



verse 2: 
E 
You probably think I'm crazy, or got some loose screws 

But that's alright though--I'm a'do me, you do you 
                                               B 
So how you judging me? I'm just trying to survive 
                       E 
And if the time comes, I aint trying to die 
                                           A 
I'm just trying to fly, and get a little love 

Find me a dime piece and get a little hug 
B                E 
Hook the car up--hit the bar up--clean the scars up--hey yo, the stars up 

Hey this is the life of an outlaw 

We aint promised tomorrow--I'm living now, dog 
Em                                 Bm 
I'm walking through life. but yo my feet hurt 

All my blessings are fed, man I'll rest when I'm dead 
E 
Look through my eyes and see the real world 
A 
Take a walk with me, have a talk with me 
E                B 
Where we end up--god only knows 
E 
Strap your boots on tight you might be alright 



E 
On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
                           Bm                 Em 
Doing it by my lonesome pissed off who wants some 
E                         Bm 
I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy 
B 
You try to bogart fall back I go hard 
E 
On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
A 
Doing it by my lonesome pissed off who wants some 
Em               B              E 
I see them long hard times to come