Bumpin Uglies: 500 Miles
Tabbed by: Bad-Anon


     [G  Cm x2]

   G                            Cm
     500 miles and an 8 hour day
   Em                                         A
     places to go but I ain’t got nowhere to stay
   Cm                                      D
     Black and white, traded for shades of gray
   Cm                              G
     I wouldn’t take it any other way
   Cm                                          G
     There’s nowhere that I would rather be
    A                                     Cm
     I ain’t got nothing left at home for me
    G                             Cm
     Ignorance realized, decidedly wise
    Em                                       A
     Plans working out is such a welcome surprise
    Cm                            D
     Relationship loss, ritual sacrifice,
    Cm                                   G
     all that I’ve got is just the asking price
    Cm                                          G
     There’s nowhere that I would rather be,
    A                                              Cm
     cause I ain’t got nothing left at home for me
    G                                    Cm
     Live with conviction and passing your youth
    Em                                  A
     Give no regarding to the burden of truth
    Cm                                         D
     Spending a life searching for absolute truth
    Cm                                     G
     When all you need is in the actual pursuit
    Cm                                         G
     There’s nowhere that I would rather be
    A                                     Cm
     I ain’t got nothing left at home for me
    Cm                                G
     I stand behind what I’ve done and said
    Em                                           A
     The scars I’ve formed, and the tears that I’ve shed
    Cm                                       D
     Though all my actions have finally led, 
    Cm                                              G
     to insuring I’ll come home to an empty bed
    Cm                                         G
     There’s nowhere that I would rather be
    A                                     Cm                   G
     I ain’t got nothing left at home for me