On the C chord Ryan is doing a boom-chicka-boom feel on the D string with the pinky. Listen to the song and its obvious. C5 I'm a homeless man with my thumb in the wind G5 I sure miss my kin, but then again C5 I'm on the road with a song for you I took a step, I lost the bet They cut off my tongue now they're full of regret Careful what you say, if they ain't gonna listen anyway Just make the cash, bet on the past Everybody's so afraid to be last You can't take back everything you leave behind Chorus: G5 C5 A5 F5 C5 Is everybody so ashamed, for letting it all slide G5 C5 A5 F5 C5 G5 Is everybody so afraid, Mr. Dylan's hard rain, is fair warning On a shake down, in the alley Breakin' people's faces gonna start you up a rally I've never seen a day in the sun with a gun That's loaded for you There's some hippies, in the back room Rockin' and a rollin' and a smokin' to an old tune Someone took a guitar and a match, and set peace on fire Hey my brother, what is wrong You lost all your money on the corner rollin' bones Give him your cash mother fucker, he's too fast for you Chorus On the T.V. there's a white man Too much make-up on his wife with God's plan I guess the religous vote, made it to congress On the border of Tijuana People are growin truck loads of marijuana Maybe someday our friends can be American farmers There's a necklace, in the south A few hopeless people still hanging it around The wind is gonna cut you down, in the long run Chorus So can we save us, from today The hands of the wretched are the one's getting paid Everything stays the same, if you don't change it And all the dreams, will bust at the seams It all goes down in the mighty machine You don't care know, but someday you might need it C5 I heard the whistle, start a blowin' Then I saw the mountain in the back come a-tumblin G5 C5 Everybody's wishin' the could get, out of the way C5 G5 C5 (one strum line) Everydody's wishin' they could dig their ass out of the grave. Enjoy!