Em D Am
I'll get your text about 3 am, when I cross back over the border again
C Em
Bye-bye Canada Hello USA
Em D Am
Those lefties sure make a lot of sense, and sometimes it's nice to feel good in my skin
Am C Em
But I'd trade it all for some Southern hospitality
[Chorus]
C
I know that you don't like me
D Em
But it sure feels good anyway
C
I know that you don't like me
D Em
But it sure feels good anyway
[Verse]
Em D
I'm gonna tell them boys, "Don't be a drag, ain't ya tired of fightin' 'bout the damned ol' flag?»
Am C Em
Well it ain’t Southern pride, it’s just Southern hate
Em D
I know from your mamas that you’re better than that, every time I call, well you have my back
Am C Em
Some time for Muddy Buddies and a tall glass of sweet tea
[Chorus]
C
I know that you don't like me
D Em
But it sure feels good anyway
C
I know that you don't like me
D Em
But it sure feels good anyway
[Bridge]
G
I’ve got gravel from the road in the bottom of my boot
D
The kiss that you left still burning thru
Em D C
I can’t rest ‘til get back home to you
C
When I left the last words that were out of your mouth, were
D G D C
“How can you live in the backwards south – Devil in the roots and Jesus on the wine?”
D G Em D Am C
Cause it feels fine
[Verse]
G Em D
I was born in the grist of a rebel yall, swaddled in the song of the whip-poor-will
Am C Em
They haunt me and they hold me just the same
Em
But it’s an ounce of comfort, for a pound of grief
D
I just wanna sit on the porch with you and hear the tall pines creak
Am C Am C Em
Still sweating in September when that sun goes down
[Chorus]
C
I know that you don't like me
D Em
But it sure feels good anyway
C
I know that you don't like me
D Em
But it sure feels good anyway
