The Nashville Teens,
[ C-D] I was born [ C-D] in a trunk.  [ C-D] Mama died and [ C-D] my daddy got drunk.
[ C-D] Left me here [ C-D] to die alone [ C-D] In the middle of [C] Tobacco Road.
[ C-D] Grew up [ C-D] in rusty shack; [ C-D] all I had was [ C-D] hangin’ on my back.
[ C-D] Only you know h[ C-D] ow I loathe [ C-D] this place called [C] Tobacco Road.
But it’s [G] home, the only [G7] life I ever [D] known.
Only [D7] you know how I [G] loathe Tobacco [D] Road.
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[ C-D] Gonna leave, [ C-D] get a job; [ C-D] with the help and the[ C-D] grace from above.
[ C-D] Save some money, [ C-D] get rich and old.  [ C-D] Bring it back to [C] Tobacco Road.
[ C-D] Bring that dynamite [ C-D] and a crane.  [ C-D] Blow it up, start [ C-D] all over again.
[ C-D] Build a town, [ C-D] be proud to show.  [ C-D] Gives the name [C] Tobacco Road.
But it’s [G] home, the only [G7] life I ever [D] known.
Only [D7] you know how I [G] loathe Tobacco [D] Road.
But it’s [G] home, the only [G7] life I ever [D] known
Oh I [D7] despise . . . and [G] disapprove . . . but I love ya.  Cause it’s [D] home.
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