Heading South taby ukulele według Zach Bryan

[Intro]
G# D# Fm C#
G# D# Fm C#
 
 
[Verse 1]
      Fm                           C#
Was a boy who was a dreamer and he flew so high and proud
     G#                           D#
In a world full of people out to cut his young ass down
       Fm                C#
No one ever understood a single word he said
     G#                              D#
They cast him to the wolves when he wasn't well and fed
 
 
[Bridge]
Fm C# G# D#
 
 
[Verse 2]
Fm                         C#
Boys, we've got a riser, a riser in our midsts
    G#                                      D#
And he will get the last laugh if it's the last thing he did
       Fm                             C#
And he used to to roll around in that red dirt mud
    G#                               D#                          D#
But now he's skippin' town and that riser's out for blood
 
 
[Chorus]
           Fm           C#
Don't stop goin', goin' south
               G#                       D#
'Cause they'll let you play your music real damn loud
           Fm               C#
Don't stop heading, heading south
                 G#                             D#                           D#
'Cause they will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth
 
 
[Bridge]
Fm C# G# D#
 
 
[Verse 3]
         Fm                       C#
And that boy called his daddy, to tell him what he did
       G#                               D#
As the masses scream the lyrics of the messed up kid
    Fm                               C#
And then he told that old man he was never coming back
      G#                   D#                  D#
To be cut down again in a town like that
 
 
[Verse 4]
       Fm                           C#
And he surely came to learn: people come to watch you fall
G#                             D#
He's out to make a name and a fool out of 'em all
            Fm                    C#
And they'll never understand that boy and his kind
       G#                        D#
'G#ause all they comprehend is a fucking dollar sign
 
 
[Chorus]
              Fm           C#
So don't stop goin', goin' south
               G#                       D#
'Cause they'll let you play your music real damn loud
           Fm               C#
Don't stop heading, heading south
                 G#                             D#
'Cause they will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth
 
 
[Outro]
           Fm           C#
Don't stop goin', goin' south
          G#                             D#
They will understand the words that are pouring from your mouth
           Fm           C#
Don't stop goin', goin' south
               G#                         D#
'Cause they'll let you scream your music real damn loud