Hank Williams III - Not everybody likes us

Well, ^Dhello there folks, how the hell are you doin' It's good to be in your local bar ^Aagain. So l^Aet's get loud, we'll get stoned an' get proud, Have a damn good time until the show's at an' ^Dend. Some^Dtimes I'm wired an' sometimes, I'm tired, But I'm doin' the best that I ^Gcan. So let's have a drink and a ^Dglum with Hank, An' may the ^Aoutlaws rise ^Dagain.

Well I'm a son of a ^Gson^C. ^G I've got shit for what I've said an' d^Done. Well, I remember watchin' ol' ^AWaylon, When he was shootin' his ^Dshotgun. It's a certain kinda ^Glivi^Cn', ^G It's a certain kinda ^Dstyle. Not everybody ^Alikes us, But we we drive some folks ^Dwild.

Well I ^Dthink I'd rather eat the barrel, Of a double-barrel loaded s^Ahotgun, Than to ^Ahear that shit they call pop-country music, On ninety-eight-point-^Done. Just ^Dso you know, so it's it's set in stone, Kid Rock don't come from where I come ^Gfrom. Yeah, it's true, he's a Yank, he ain't ^Dno son of Hank. If you even ^Athought so, god-damn, you're fucking ^Ddumb.

So ^Dlet's get real ^Gloud^C. ^G Let's get stoned and ^Dproud. Pour me another shot of ^Awhiskey, An' this one's for the ^Dsouth. It's a ^Dcertain kinda ^Glivi^Cn'^G, It's a certain kinda ^Dstyle. Not everybody ^Alikes us, But we we drive some folks w^Dild. Not everybody ^Alikes us, But we we drive some folks ^Dwild. Not everybody ^Alikes us, But we we drive some folks ^Dwild.