This Aint Rock And Roll

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Intro:
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Verse 1:
F                 C                   Am            C
I drive a compact SUV with a straight four engine inside.
F               C                     Am             G
And I think the Union won the war but I respect your pride.
F                C           G                   Am   (Bass G)
And I don't chew tobacco but man I'll drink your beer,
F                       C                G             C
I was born up above the Dixie line and I ended up down here.


Chorus:
F                               C        Am              G
I'm not country but I like your country, I know where I'm from.
       F                      C      Am             G
When I hear your songs on the radio, I start having fun.
       F                    C        Em9            Am - G - F (quickly)
I'm so down with deep fried chicken; Jesus saved my soul.
                    C               G                      F  C  G
Yeah I'm a northern city boy and this ain't Rock and roll.


Verse 2:
F                     C              Am              C
I don't like watching NASCAR but God bless the number 3.
F                         C                Am        G
I cheer on the Pittsburgh Steelers, I don't watch the SEC,
        F             C                    G               Am -(Bass G)
I don't shoot guns or ride horses but I'll give 'em both a try.
   F                C                    G              C
If Johnny Cash ever heard this song I bet he'd start to cry.


Chorus 2:
F                               C        Am              G
I'm not country but I like your country, I know where I'm from.
       F                      C      Am             G
When I hear your songs on the radio, I start having fun.
       F                    C        Em9            Am - G - F (quickly)
I'm so down with deep fried chicken; Jesus saved my soul.
                    C               G
Yeah I'm a northern city boy and this ain't Rock and roll.
F   C   G             F   C   G
           No ooh oh


Verse 3:
F             C                    Am                  C
I like pretty southern bells and I like to take things slow
   F                C              Am           G
But my cousins are NYPDs and I can drive in the snow.
       F                      C    G                 Am -(Bass G)
Yeah I grew up playing in the dirt up where it ain't red
      F               C                     G
And I got one pair of cowboy boots but they ain't gone to my head.


Final Chorus:
        F                      C
I'm not country but I like the country,
        Am                      G
I'm not saying that I'm the real deal
              F                 C        Am             G
And when your songs come on the radio, I like the way I feel.
       F                    C        Em9            Am - G - F (quickly)
I'm so down with deep fried chicken; Jesus saved my soul.
                    C               G       G*
Yeah I'm a northern city boy but this ain't,   no this ain't rock and roll,
F   C   G                     F   C   G                     F   C   G
           This ain't rock and roll   ohh oh oh, here we go.