Blake Shelton - Playboys Of The Southwestern World, аккорды

Intro
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John Roy was a boy I knew since he was three and I was two
 
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Grew up two little houses down from me
   
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The only bad apples on our family tree
     
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Kinda ripened and rottened in our puberty
 
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Two kindred spirits, bound by destiny.
       
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Well, now I was smart but I lacked ambition,
 
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Johnny was wild and no inhibition 
  
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was about like mixin' fire and
 
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gasoline and he said,

Chorus:
 
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"Hey, Romeo, let's go down to Mexico
 
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Chase senoritas, drink ourselves silly,
       
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Show them Mexican girls a couple real hillbillys.
     
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Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck,
 
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Fuzzy cat hangin from the mirror hook.
    
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Said don't you know all those little browneyed girls
                  
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Want playboys of the southwestern world."
  
Cadd9
       
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La la la la la la la la la la la la la
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Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la

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Along around our 18th year,
     
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Found two airplane tickets to the hell outta here.
    
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Got scholarships to some small town school in Texas.
          
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We learned to drink Sangria's til the dawn's early light,
  
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Eat Ranchero's and throw up all night,
   
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And tell those daddy's girls we were majorin' in the rodeo.
         
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Aw, but my favorite memory in school that fall
      
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Was the night John Roy came runnin' down in the hall
       
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Wearin nothing but cowboy boots 
 
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and a big sombrero and he was yellin'

Chorus

     
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And I said we had a little change in plans,
       
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Like when Paul McCartney got busted in Japan.
     
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And I said we got waylaid when we set foot on Mexican soil.
          
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You see, the borderman guard with the fumanchu mustache
     
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Kinda stumbled upon John's pocket of American cash.
       
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He said "Doin' a little funny business in Mexcio, Amigo?"
   
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And all I could think about was savin' my own tail
      
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When he mentioned 10 years in a Mexican jail
    
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So I pointed at John Roy and said
       
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"It's all his...now please let me go.
It was your idea, genius.
I was just layin' there in bed when you said.."

 
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Cadd9
  
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"Hey, Romeo, let's go down to Mexico
 
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Cadd9
Chase senoritas, drink ourselves silly,
       
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Show them Mexican girls a couple real hillbillys.
     
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Cadd9
Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck,
 
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Fuzzy cat hangin from the mirror hook.
    
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Said don't you know all those little browneyed girls
        
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Cadd9
 
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 (play til end of song)
Want playboys of the south,
well from the southwestern world.
Ah, we're still best friends...temporary cell mates.