Used Rough

E                                       A 
I started chewing tobacco when I was a kid 
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I thought it would make me look mature 
E                                  A 
Well I'm very sad to say, thats exactly what it did 
               B7                                         E   B 
Cause when yer teeth fall out, you look older, thats for sure 



E                                              A 
I rode bulls and bare back bronks, when I was young 
B7                                   E      B7 
It was almost like I'd had my brain removed 
E                           A 
Now both my hips are shot, both my knees are sprung 
       B7                                   E 
And I still don't know what I was tryin to prove 



A                           D#          E 
I'm not old, (he's not old), I just bin used rough (used rough) 
B7                                       E 
It ain't the age, its the mileage boys, things start to come unwound 
         A                   D#          E 
I am not old, (he's not old), I just bin used rough (used rough) 
  B7                          E     B7 
It's a wonder I'm even still around 



E                                           A 
Well I've humped up against the rain, I've squinted against the sun 
B7                                         E   B7 
The wind had blowed all the moisture outta me 
E                             A 
And the wrinkles on my face, remind me what I done 
B7                         E 
A hiro-glyphic auto-bio-graphy 



A                           D#           E 
I'm not old, (he's not old), I just bin used rough (used rough) 
B7                                 E 
I drank whiskey by the gallon, now I take motrin by the pound 
          A                  D#                            E 
I am not old, (he's not old), I just bin used rough (used rough) 
B7                             E 
It's a wonder I'm even still around 


 
A                 A#m                  E 
The women and the worries have put my hair line in full retreat 
B7                                       E 
And what is left is gone a talcom powder gray 
A                              D#                     E 
And every time some little boy scout tries to help me cross the street 
F#7                           B 
I pin him to the wall with my cane....and I say 



A                              D#                E 
I aint old boy, (he's not old), I just bin used rough (used rough) 
        B7                              E 
I drank vodka by the gallon now I take ibuprophen by the pound 
         A                   D#    A#m D#      E 
I am not old, (he's not old), I just bin used rough (used rough) 
B7                           E 
Its a wonder I'm even still around 

B             B7                                              E  E7   E 
It ain't the age it's the mileage boys, things start to come unwound 

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