The Young Crooks - Port aransas

^DLet’s go to ^BmPort Aran^Gsas ^{A D}Turn in the ^Bmtroubles by the ^Gshor^Ae ^DYoung sons smoke ^Bmsoviet and they ^Gdrink til they’re ^Apoor Feels like I’m ^Dtrying so ^Bmhard to make this^G easi^Aer

^DLet’s go to ^BmPort ^GArans^Aas ^DTurn in the ^Bmtroubles by the ^Gshore ^{A D}Young sons smoke ^Bmsoviet and they ^Gdrink til they’re ^Apoor Feels like I’m ^Dtrying so ^Bmhard to make thi^Gs easi^Aer

And ^Dshe thinks she wants me ther^Bme, She just can’t be sure^G All of the sons in the ^Aschool heard it before ^DMy Stella Artois is a j^Bmoke next to his Dom Pe^Grignon Still ^AI’m singing,

^D“baby, tel^Bml me why,^G you got ^Ame wa^Dking up ^Bmat night^G?” Oh ^Ahoney can’t you se^De, the ^Bmthings you do to me^G And then you^A turn and ^Dgo away to ^Bmwhere the other broth^Ger be Bu^At I’m singing

^DLet’s go to ^BmPort ^GArans^Aas ^DTurn in the ^Bmtroubles by the ^Gshor^Ae ^DLove and a ^Bmcigar, left ^Gburnt on the ^Afloor Feels like I’m ^Dtrying ^Bmso hard but it's ^Gnot ea^Asier

Yo ^Dwho got this son ^Bmback on, ^Ggold pagers, ^Aexon Sna^Dpbacks, figi f^Bmrat, shit ^Gtexting, “where the ^Aslay is at?” Kids, ^Dshe’s givin i^Bmt a try, while ^Gme and Grahamy ^Ajust get high Driv^Ding back home, the ^Bmcover’s blown how ^Gfast was it, man ^AI don’t know but

^DOfficer, don’t ^Bmput me in ^Gno car^A My ^Dhouse isn’t a ^Bmmile from w^Ghere we ^Aare,

^DOh no don’t ^Bmput me in that ^Gcar, don’t put^A me in that ^Dcar, oh^Bm no,^G oh ^Ano

^DSomewhere some are ^F#lovers, sons smoke ^Gspliffs with open ^Gmshutters Watching ^Das some ^F#roughneck sucka^Gs sin^Gmg And y^Dou can try and ^F#take me, but ^GI doubt you could ^Gmmake me I’m holding ^Dout for something ^F#better is the ^Gthing, but ^Gmdarling

^DLet’s go to ^BmPort ^GArans^Aas ^DTurn in the ^Bmtroubles by the ^Gshor^Ae ^DEveryone's ^Bmknows that i^Gt was better ^Abefore Feels like I’m ^Dtrying ^Bmso hard but it's ^Gnot ea^Asier