Rebel Kids by Justin Moore
Key: GG | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro
G  C  x2
Verse
G
Daddy drove a bobcat momma poured coffee
C                                                        G      C
At the cast iron skillet that shared the same lot as the amoco
               G
And I remember me and my brother busting out the screened door
          C                                           G                C
Like a couple wild Indians ten speeds for horses were fast as we could go
Chorus
               G              C
And I ain't ashamed how I was raised
                  G                              C
Couldn't wipe the dirt and dust and smile off my face
                G
I still got the scars
                C
From growing up hard
              G                                       C
There ain't a bare foot summer gone by that I'd ever change
              Em                 C
Bout this old boy and the way we lived
                           G  C
God bless the rebel kids
Verse
        G
We wore walmart rubber boots out in the rain
         C
Shootin' empty coke cans at a cool water creek
       G                    C
With a ten pump pellet gun
        G                        
We were zebco reelin', marlboro steelin'
C
Outta daddy's new pack
                                     G
Just to get the back of his callused hand
                       C
Oh I can still feel it man
Chorus
               G              C
And I ain't ashamed how I was raised
                  G                              C
Couldn't wipe the dirt and dust and smile off my face
                G
I still got the scars
                C
From growing up hard
              G                                       C
There ain't a bare foot summer gone by that I'd ever change
              Em                 C
Bout this old boy and the way we lived
                           G C G C
God bless the rebel kids
Bridge
          G
You don't realize til you look back
             C
There wasn't money in the bank
                          G
And mom and dad were just doin'
              C
The best they could
Chorus
               G              C
And I ain't ashamed how I was raised
                  G                              C
Couldn't wipe the dirt and dust and smile off my face
                G
I still got the scars
                C
From growing up hard
              G                                      C
There ain't a bare foot summer gone by that I'd ever change
              Em                 C
Bout this old boy and the way we lived
                           G  C
God bless the rebel kids
                            G   C  G  C
Yea, God bless the rebel kids
                          G
God bless the rebel kids