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Nobody Gonna Tell Me What To Do By: Van Zant Written by: Tony Mullins, Tim Nichols, Craig Wiseman Transcribed by: Brandon Wylie coyotelineman@bellsouth.net Intro: G D C
EmYou should've seen the look on the face of the Cboss of the second shift EmWhen I threw my hardhat at him and suCggested the box where he could stick it GI walked downstairs and told'em I was Cleaving Bethlehem Like I'dEm seen The Savior had tDears in my eyes C N.C. Holding my hands up and shoutin A-men
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GCause there ain't nobody gonnaD tell me what to doC I spent Gmost of my life wDrapped up tight In Csomebody else's Fhand-Cme-down old Gshoes Starting Dtoday I'm someoneC I'd be proud to know AmYou might tell me where to Cgo GBut there ain't nobody gonna Dtell me what to Gdo
EmWe buried daddy just last week at the cChurch that saved his soul EmMan he dreamed of pilot's wings spent his wChole life digging coal GI got a guitar up under my bed, but I've Cbeen to scared to fly That's Emenough of that stuff I'm pDacking up my trunk CYou can just kiss my butt good bye
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GI walked down stairs and told'em I was lCeaving Bethlehem