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Artist: Brad Paisley 
Song: Accidental Racist
Album: Wheelhouse

Tuning: Standard
Capo: None
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CHORDS:

(G):  320033
(Bm): x24432
(C):  x32010
(D):  x00232
(Em)  022000
(F):  133211
(A):  x0xxxx
(B):  x2xxxx


(Intro)

G - Bm - C - G - D (2x)


(Verse)

       G                             Bm
To the man that waited on me, at the Starbucks down on Maine
  C              G    D
I hope you understand
     G                               Bm
When I put on that t-shirt, the only thing I meant to say
    C              G
Is I'm, a Skynyrd fan

    C             Em                        D
The red flag on my chest somehow is like the elephant, in the corner of the south
G             A          B            C
   And I just walked him right in the room
       C                    Em                 D             
Just a proud rebel son with an 'ol can of worms, looking like I got a lot to learn
G      A       B        C
   But from my point of view


(Chorus)

           G                                 Bm
I'm just a white man, coming to you from the southland
          C                         G      D
Trying to understand what it's like not to be
             G                             Bm
I'm proud of where I'm from, but not everything we've done
       C                                  G     D
And it ain't like you and me can re-write history
        Em                        D
Our generation, didn't start this nation

            G                      A          B          C
We're still picking up the pieces, walking on eggshells, fighting over yesterday
    G               A   B    C     D             G
And caught, between southern pride, and southern blame


(Verse)

     G                                   Bm
They called it Reconstruction, fixed the buildings, dried some tears
               C                                  G   D
But we're still sifting through the rubble, after 150 years
         G                                      Bm
I try to put myself in your shoes, and that's a good place to begin
       C                                G              D
But it ain't like I can walk a mile, in someone else's skin


(Chorus)

            G                            Bm
Cause I'm a white man, living in the the southland
          C                          G  D
Just like you I'm more than what you see
             G                            Bm
I'm proud of where I'm from, but not everything we've done
       C                                  G     D
And it ain't like you and me can re-write history
        Em                        D
Our generation, didn't start this nation

            G                       A               B          C 
We're still paying for our mistakes that a bunch of folks made long before we came

               G              A   B    C     D              G
And caught somewhere, between southern pride - and southern blame


(Rap-verse)

(No chords)
Dear Mr. White Man, I wish you understood

What the world is really like, when you're livin' in the hood

Just because my pants are saggin' doesn't mean I'm up to no good
                                                     D
You should try to get to know me, I really wish you would
C
Now my chains are gold, but I'm still misunderstood

I wasn't there when Sherman's march turned the south into firewood

I want you to get paid, but be a slave I never could

Feel like a new fangled Django dodgin' invisible white hoods
F
So when I see that white cowboy hat, I'm thinkin' it's not all good

I guess we're both guilty of judgin' the cover not the book
C
I'd love to buy you a beer, conversate and clear the air

But I see that red flag, and I think you wish I wasn't here


(Chorus)

           G                                 Bm
I'm just a white man, coming to you from the southland
          C                         G      D
Trying to understand what it's like not to be
             G                            Bm
I'm proud of where I'm from, but not everything we've done
       C                                  G     D
And it ain't like you and me can re-write history
Em               D                                     C
Oh Dixieland - I hope you understand, what this is all about
                     C
I'm a son of the new south
           A       B           C                 A       B      C  
And I just want to make things right, all that's left is southern pride


(Outro)

G - C - G - C - G

            
            
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