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Em D Bm C .
Verse
Em D My family blood line runs a little crooked
Bm CIt's half-Mississippi, half-"Hell! Who knows?"
Em D And I found a way to finding trouble when it wasn't lookin'
Bm CMuddy water runs through my roots and the soles
Em DOf these ol' boots that carve this path
Bm CAnd my last name's to thank for that
Chorus
C Em DI raised daddy's blood pressure and my mama's eyebrows
C Em DRaised to raise hell, with my hands and my head bowed
C Em D CThis apple might've rolled all the way to Tennessee
Em DDidn't always have it made, but that's what made me
C Em DDaddy was a hammer down, hair trigger, silver tongue
C Em C EmMy mama was a pistol, they made a son of a gun.
D C Em DThey made a son of a gun .
Verse
Em D It takes a certain kind of heart, special kind of woman
Bm C To be the brakes on a runaway train
Em D Well, I guess the good Lord knew way more 'bout what he's doing
Bm C 'Cause now, that angel's raising babies with a boy that
Chorus
C Em DRaised daddy's blood pressure and my mama's eyebrows
C Em DRaised to raise hell, with my hands and my head bowed
C Em D CThis apple might've rolled all the way to Tennessee
Em DDidn't always have it made, but that's what made me
C Em DDaddy was a hammer down, hair trigger, silver tongue
C Em C EmMy mama was a pistol, they made a son of a gun.
D C Em DYeah, They made a son of a gun .
Bridge
Em D Bm I got one of my own now
CHe's catching steam down the same track
Em D Bm He looks like his mama but he acts like me.
CAnd I got a feeling it's payback
Chorus
C Em DI've raised daddy's blood pressure and my mama's eyebrows
C Em DRaised to raise hell, with my hands and my head bowed
C Em D CThis apple might've rolled all the way to Tennessee
Em DDidn't always have it made, but that's what made me
C Em DDaddy was a hammer down, hair trigger, silver tongue
C Em C EmMy mama was a pistol, they made a son of a gun.
D CThey made a son of a gun
Em D C EmYeah, they made a son of a gun
D C Em DThey made a son of a gun .
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