Title     : My Hometown
Artist    : Bowling For Soup
Tuning    : Standard


Chords used:

C        [x 3 2 0 1 0]
F        [1 3 3 2 1 1]
G        [3 2 0 0 3 3]
Am       [x 0 2 2 1 0]
B        [x 2 4 4 2 2]
A#       [x 1 3 3 1 1]
A        [x 0 2 2 2 0]





Verse 1:

C                        F
This song goes out to my good friends

 C                                   G                     F
Especially the ones I had before the Grammy nominations in 2003

    C                          F
And all the girls from back in high school

    C
Who actually spoke to me

     G                            F
Even though I was a fat kid and a marching band geek

  C                        F
I hope this song finds you well

      C                              F
And I hope that you're doin’ fuckin’ swell

  G                                  F         Am (Let Ring)
I hope that you’re back up if you've ever been down

      F (Stop)              G (Stop)            C
And I hope that you got the fuck out of our hometown


Verse 2:

                                 F
Here comes a shout out to the professor

         C                                          G                       F
Who said Son pick a path and stay the same, cause charisma is the key to opportunity

       C                         F
And to all the clubs that let us play

       C                                            G                      F 
To our family and friends and the music stores, For giving us gear when we couldn't pay

  C                        F
I hope this song finds you well

      C                              F
And I hope that you're doin’ fuckin’ swell

  G                                  F         Am (Let Ring)
I hope that you're back up if you've ever been down

      F (Stop)              G (Stop)            C
And I hope that you got the fuck out of our hometown



Bridge:

           F                    G                       C
You know I can't count how many times I’ve heard people say (heard people say)

   F                     G                  C             Am
Be proud of where you're from, you're gonna put us on the map

    F                   G               C
But where the hell were you back in the day (back in the day)

F              G             C            Am     F
No one came to see us, so we got the hell out of there

   G
So there you have it

C
T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T


Verse 3:

C                            F
This song goes out to my big brother

    C
For putting up with me following you around

    G                    F
And making me smile when things at home weren't great

    C                                     F
And not getting pissed when I humped your girlfriend

    C
For letting me take your car to the prom

    F
For beating up the guys that hung my bike in a tree

    C
For hand-me-down down albums and guitars with no strings

    F
For never beating the shit outta me

  C                        F
I hope this song finds you well

      C                            F
And I hope that you're doin fuckin swell

  G                                F                Am (Stop)
I hope that you're back up cause I know you've been down

       F (Stop)           G (Stop)            C
I just wish you'd get the fuck out of our hometown

  F                G                   C
I hope you get the fuck out of our hometown

       F              G                   C (Let Ring)   C B Bb A
I'm so glad I got the fuck out of our hometown

         F (Stop)               F (Stop)     G (Stop)
You know what I’m talking about don’t ya?

          G
Damn it!