Holler From The Holler

	  		Tuning: Drop D 

Intro:
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Bm D A E 

Verse 1:
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I was kind of quiet as a kid growing up 
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First 20 years man I didn't say much 
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Taking all the shit that the poor folks are given 
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Dodging daddy's fist and the Jackson County Prison 

Pre-Chorus
E 
Can't cut a bleach stain, Who am I kiddin 


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I came from the mud where the low-lives waller 
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Sailors swearing, Single parent, double wide squalor 
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Wild child, Coyote kid without a collar 
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Trying to get by on a high and a dollar 
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Its the salt in the sting, Fire in my veins 
A                             E 
Hear it when I sang, it's the pain that puts the 
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Holler in the Holler,   from the Holler 
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Holler,   from the holler 
     Bm 
Hey! 


Verse 2:
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Bored as a 2x4, fightin' just for fun 
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In the middle of nowhere,  with nowhere to run 
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Hellbent, broken soul, seeking salvation 
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where the preachers all preach the book of revelation 

Pre-Chorus
E 
A hundred-dollar chevy was my ticket out 
        D 
And the valley of the shadows always with me no doubt 


Bm              D             Bm          D 
I came from the mud where the low-lives waller 
Bm                D              A            E 
Sailors swearing, Single parent, double wide squalor 
Bm          D  E                 D 
Wild child, Coyote kid without a collar 
Bm            D       A          E 
Trying to get by on a high and a dollar 
Bm                  D      E          D 
Its the salt in the sting, Fire in my veins 
A                             E 
Hear it when I sang, it's the pain that puts the 
              Bm    D Bm D         Bm    D A 
Holler in the Holler,   from the Holler 
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Holler,   from the holler 


Instrumental Break 
Bm 
 Yeeeaaahhhh 
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Bridge:
Bm            D          Bm          D  Bm D Bm D 
I was kind of quiet as a kid growing up 
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I was kind of quiet as a kid growing up 
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I was kind of quiet as a kid growing up 

 
Bm              D             Bm          D 
I came from the mud where the low-lives waller 
Bm                D              A            E 
Sailors swearing, Single parent, double wide squalor 
Bm          D  E                 D 
Wild child, Coyote kid without a collar 
Bm            D       A          E 
Trying to get by on a high and a dollar 
Bm                  D      E          D 
Its the salt in the sting, Fire in my veins 
A                             E 
Hear it when I sang, it's the pain that puts the holler 
E 
Pain that puts the holler 
E                          Bm    D Bm D         Bm    D A E 
Pain put the Holler in the Holler,   from the Holler 
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Holler,   from the holler  . 
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Holler