John Sturgill Simpson (born June 8, 1978) is an American country music and roots rock singer-songwriter.
Simpson was born in Jackson, Breathitt County, Kentucky, the only child of a secretary and a state policeman who formerly worked undercover narcotics. Due to his father's work, Simpson's family moved to Versailles, outside Lexington, where Simpson graduated from Woodford County High School. Simpson's mother's family were coal miners. Simpson is the first male on his mother's side of the family to not work in a strip mine or deep mine.
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[email protected] Kickass song by Sturg. Listen to hear the rythm and strumming patterns Capo 1
[Verse 1] EAE Basic was just like paw paw said, "keep your mouth shut and you'll be fine" B7 Just another enlisted egg, in the bowl for uncle Sam's beater EAE When you get to Dam Neck you hear a voice in your head saying "My life's no longer mine" AEB7E Have you running with some SAD SOG BMF sin eaters
[Verse 2] EAE Setting out on them high seas feels just like being born B7 That first port call in Thailand feels like a pollywog turning nineteen EAE They've got king cobras fighting in boxing rings and all the angels play Connect Four AEB7E Seems like a sailor's paradise but turns out to be a bad dream
[Verse 3] EAE Well you hit the ground running in Tokyo to Kawasaki to Ebisu B7 Yokosuka, Yokohama, Shinjuku, Shibuya, Roppongi & Harajuku EAE On to Busan, Pohang, Pattaya to Phuket, Singapore to Kuala Lumpur AEB7E Seeing damn near the whole damn world from the inside of a bar
[Chorus] AE I got sea stories, and they're all true B7 Might seem a bit far fetched, why would I lie to you AE Memories in ink forever stained still got salt runnin' through my veins B7E I got sea stories, and my shell back too
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[Verse 4] EAE Sometimes sirens send a ship off course, horizon gets so hazy B7 Maybe get high, play a little GoldenEye, on that ole 64 EA And if you get sick, and can't manage to kick, and get yourself kicked out of the Navy EA And spend the next year trying to score from a futon, life raft on the floor EB7E And the next fifteen trying to figure out what the hell you did that for B7E Well flying high beats dying for lies in a politicians war