Capo 3
Chorus:
A G
Ive got southern comfort runnin' through my veins
D D/C A
My mama was the wind and my daddy was a train
A G
Im the second coming of the midnight rider
C D C D
Im a modern day old soul singer, son of a gun and guitar slinger
A
I spent 10 years pickin on a six string, working the bar scene, burnin it down to the ground
A
Lookin for a sound that ain't been found by no one else, stickin true to myself
A
So I took it up the highway, south bound interstate, counting on a big break, tradin my
for tips
A
Learning to live like I never did, I was dead broke like a bad joke
Chorus
A
I thought I found the right thing sittin in the wrong town out in the crowd throwin all
signs with her eyes
A
Looking mighty fine in the line of a honkytonk, just singing along
A
But I never had a chance cause after the last song, we had to get along down the road
the show
A
Doin it again with some new friends under the spotlight, yeah this is my life
Chorus
Solo
Chorus
Southern comfort runnin' through my veins the second coming of the midnight rider
Im the modern day old soul singer, son of a gun and guitar slinger