[Intro]
E A E B E
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Well I was on a bus coming back to us
A E
from Atlanta in '53
And I picked up a rhythm and blues magazine layin'
B
underneath my seat
E
And I found out the stuff they were playin' us
A E
wasn't made from grits and bone
B
And it takes more than the Crewcuts and Pat Boone
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to take me home
[Chorus]
E A E
I want the real thing give me the real thing
Make it loud and make you proud
B
of the songs they sing
E
I Don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof
A E
Watered down 'til it tastes like tea
You're gonna pull my string
B E
make it the real thing for me
Solo: E B E
E
I remember old Elvis when he forgot
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to remember to forget
And when young Johnny Cash hadn't seen this side of
B
big river yet
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And when sun was more than daylight shining on
A E
Memphis, Tennessee
E
And Luther and Lewis and Perkins was pickin'
B E
and playin' them songs for me
[Chorus]
E A E
I want the real thing give me the real thing
Make it loud and make you proud
B
of the songs they sing
E
I Don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof
A E
Watered down 'til it tastes like tea
You're gonna pull my string
B E
make it the real thing for me
[Solo]
E A E B E A E B E
[Chorus]
E A E
I want the real thing give me the real thing
Make it loud and make you proud
B
of the songs they sing
E
I Don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof
A E
Watered down 'til it tastes like tea
You're gonna pull my string
B E
make it the real thing for me
You're gonna pull my string
B E
make it the real thing for me