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White House Road chords

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There is no strumming pattern for this song yet. and get +5 IQ
I know this is not how Tyler plays it live but it sounds pretty good if you just want to strum it out.

Live. Tyler has the capo on fifth and plays D C G slide up and back to D or something but I can't figure it 
out myself.

This is transcribed from Eddie Michael Alberts Jr. cover here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PrJaiOvxHqw

During verses hammer on and off middle and index finger on the E chord. Also the lyrics are probably not 100%
comment and I will make amendments to the tab.

Capo on 3


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E                                             E
Early in the morning when the sun does rise
D                 A                     E
laying in the bed with blood shot eyes
E                                           E
late in the evening when the sun sinks low
D                 A                     E
well that's about time my rooster crows

E                                             E
I've got women up and down this creek
D                      A                   E 
where to keep me going and my engine clean
E                              E
run me ragged but I don't fret
D                                   A                E
cause there ain't been nothing slow me down just yet

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[Chorus]

E
Get me drinking that moonshine
D                    A
get me higher than a grocery bill
E                                 
take my troubles to the high wall
D                       A
throw them in the river and get your fill

E
we been sniffing that cocaine
D                     A
and no better feeling when the wind cuts cold
E
low its mighty hard living
D                       A                  E
but a damn good feeling to run these roads

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E                                             E
I got people trying to tell me Red
D                      A                   E 
well you keep this living and you wind up dead
E                                             E
cast your troubles on the lord of lords
D                      A                   E 
wind up lying on the cooling board

E                                             E
but I got buddies up at white house road
D                      A                   E 
they keep me strutting when my feet hang low
E                                             E
right good whiskey gonna ease my pain
D                      A                   E 
and all this running gonna keep me sane

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[Chorus]

E                               
Get me drinking that moonshine
D                      A                   E
get me higher than a grocery bill
E
take my troubles to the high wall
D                      A                   E
throw them in the river and get your fill

E                       
we been sniffing that cocaine
D                      A                   E
and no better feeling when the wind cuts cold
E
low its mighty hard living
D                      A                   E
but a damn good feeling to run these roads
D                      A                   E
damn good feeling to run these roads

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E                                             E
When they lay me in the cold hard clay
D                      A                   E
singing them hymns while the banjo plays
E                                             E
tell those ladies that they ought not frown
D                      A                   E
cause there ain't been nothing ever hold me down
E                                             E
well the lawman, women or a shallow grave
D                      A                   E
same old blues just a different day

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[Chorus]

E
Get me drinking that moonshine
get me higher than a grocery bill
E
take my troubles to the high wall
throw them in the river and get your fill

E
we been sniffing that cocaine
and no better feeling when the wind cuts cold
E
low its mighty hard living
but a damn good feeling to run these roads

            
            
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coventry1001 10 Sep 22, 2016 10:45 AM

Early in the morning when the sun does rise
Layin’ in the bed with bloodshot eyes
Late in the evening when the sun sinks low
That’s about the time my rooster crows

I got women up and down this creek
And they keep me going and my engine clean
Run me ragged but I don’t fret
Cause there ain’t been one slow me down none yet

Get me drinkin’ that moonshine
Get my higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the high wall
Throw ‘em in the river and get your fill
We been sniffin’ that cocaine
Ain’t nothin’ better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it’s a mighty hard living
But a damn good feelin’ to run these roads

I got people try to tell me Red
Keep this livin’ and you’ll wind up dead
Cast your troubles on the lord of lords
Wind up layin’ on a coolin’ board

But I got buddies up at White House Road
And they keep me struttin’ when my feet hang low
Rot gut whiskey gonna easy my pain
And all this runnin’s gonna keep me sane

Get me drinkin’ that moonshine
Get my higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the high wall
Throw ‘em in the river and get your fill
We been sniffin’ that cocaine
Ain’t nothin’ better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it’s a mighty hard living
But a damn good feelin to run these roads

It’s a damn good feelin’ to run these roads

When you lay me in the cold hard clay
Won’t you sing them hymns while the banjo plays
Tell them ladies that they ought not frown
Cause there ain’t been nothing ever held me down
Lawman, women, or a shallow grave
Same old blues just a different day

Get me drinkin’ that moonshine
Get my higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the high wall
Throw ‘em in the river and get your fill
We been sniffin’ that cocaine
Ain’t nothin’ better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it’s a mighty hard living
But a damn good feeling to run these roads

It’s a damn good feelin’ to run these roads
It’s a damn good feelin’ to run these roads

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