One of my favorite songs off of Ramshackle Glory's album Live the Dream.

G C Em C

G (320003@1)                  C (x32010@1)                    Emi (022000@1)want freedom, not a boss that comes in a forty ounce bottle of anything or 
Ctaped (x32010@1)scotch paper. 
      G (320003@1)                             C (x32010@1)                         Emi (022000@1)eat meat and drive trucks and shoot guns and don't trust in the federal 
           Cgovernment (x32010@1)to solve our problems. 
    G (320003@1)                           C (x32010@1)                    Em (022000@1)         
you might think Im joking, but Im not a republican. call me when your 
                Cpresident (x32010@1)pulls out of Afghanistan, 
	G (320003@1)                    C (x32010@1)                      Embecause (022000@1)that's the day Ill get a cell phone number, and you can call and 
        C (x32010@1)                        Gleave (320003@1)a message on voice mail that day.

G (320003@1)                       C (x32010@1)                      Emi (022000@1)fell asleep smoking so Id wake up on fire, because that might get me out 
   Cof (x32010@1)bed for a while 
    G (320003@1)                       C (x32010@1)                            Emand (022000@1)back into battle with the things that I breathe, and the holes in my 
              Carms, (x32010@1)and the way that i think. 
       G (320003@1)                   C (x32010@1)                       Em (022000@1)                  
and if freedom is doing what i want, well that means I gotta know what that 
        Cis, (x32010@1)not just what it isn't. 
       G (320003@1)                     C (x32010@1)    				  Em (022000@1)so Ill dig up the dirt and Ill throw down some seeds, because the world 
                        C (x32010@1)                     G (320003@1)       Cneeds (x32010@1)more spinach, not more motherfuckers like me. 
                   Emmotherfuckers (022000@1)like me

(ohohohoh, etc.)