Cory Morrow - Goin straight to hell

^GI grew up just west of the tracks ^DOnly me to hold me back ^CRound your door she?s callin out my ^Gname ^GSaid son won?t ya go outside ^DI gotta man comin over tonight ^CIt was the seventh one in seven ^Gdays ^GSo I walked down to the parkin lot ^DAnd I hang around with all my friends ^CAnd I roam the streets till dawn breaks a^Ggain ^GI come in at five AM and ^DShe?s waiting for me ^CShe said where you been I said I was out she said Your no go^God cause you?re runnin without love

^GI?m goin straight to hell ^DJust like my momma said ^CI?m goin straight to ^Ghell ^GI?m goin straight to hell ^DJust like my momma said ^CI?m goin straight to ^Ghell

^GBlack lady and little man ^DMet down at the Laundromat

^CAnd they tried to make me under^Gstand ^GNeighbors were all in a stir ^DBout what they might have heard ^CRunning round and shouting out ^Gson ^GNext door a girl she lives ^DBout the same age as me and she ^CAsked me to come upstairs and ^Gsee ^GJust then her mother burst in ^DSaid you son of a b***h in the wind ^CGet outta my house hit the road so I ^GKept on goin like a rollin stone

^GStars came out to warm my soul ^DAs I walked on down the road ^CFifty bucks and a suitcase steered me ^Gclear ^GShe took my hand we walked into the sun ^DA new days dawning had begun ^CWe?ll make it along whether ya like it or not ^GTurned around and shouted help me mamma