Rising Appalachia - Filthy dirty south

so there's ^Amoil comin out your mouth, and you can ^Amshut it off, you can close it down, and ^Dmyes I love my filthy dirty ^Esouth,

so we are ^Amall lead like lambs to the slaughter while ^Ambig business muddies our water ^Dmplease dont sit back sit back in ^Eawe

^Dmwere all in line pullin our last ^Estraw Eh eh eh ^Ameeeh. Yeah eh eh ^Dmoh oh ^Eohhhhh. X4

From the ^Amflood in the swamp to the frack in the mountains ^AmThis land down here yall, is one big fountain ^DmAnd yes, we love our filthy dirty ^Esouth

Come ^Amgraceful down into the land of milk and honey And ^Amsing-sing songs of south and sweet and sunny ^DmPlease don’t sit back, sit back in ^Eawe

^Dmwere all in line pullin our last ^Estraw Eh eh eh ^Ameeeh. Yeah eh eh ^Dmoh oh ^Eohhhhh. x4

so there's ^Amoil comin out your mouth, and you can ^Amshut it off, you can close it down, and ^Dmyes I love my filthy dirty ^Esouth,

so we are ^Amall lead like lambs to the slaughter while ^Ambig business muddies our water ^Dmplease dont sit back sit back in ^Eawe

^Dmwere all in line pullin our last ^Estraw Eh eh eh ^Ameeeh. Yeah eh eh ^Dmoh oh ^Eohhhhh. x4

and if you ^Ammuddy my water then I will come after you^{Dm E} [Free form scat, or mouth trumpet solo] Am Am Dm E x4