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Hairy Ass Hillbillies
By Jerry Jeff Walker

D Bm G D
(D) This song it was (Bm) written down 
In a (G) pea green windowless (D) room  
Four o'clock and the (Bm) TV's dead
(E7) Wired up with nothin' to (A) do
I (D) drunk all my whiskey I (D7) smoked all my beer
I'm (G) already gone I (D) just got here
An old hairy ass (Bm) hillbilly
Still up and (G) hangin' on (D) 
D Bm G D

(D) Made me think of a sim(Bm)ilar time
In the (G) Tropicannibal motel (D) 
Takin' showers 'bout (Bm) every hour
'Cause I (E7) wasn't really feelin' well (A) 
Well (D) in walked the Alabama (D7) leadin' Man
His (G) ol' buddy Billy (D) Swann
Two old hairy ass (Bm) hillbillies
Still up and (G) hangin' on (D)

Chorus:
(G) Takes a (A) friend to make you (D) laugh 
(G) A slap on the (D) back (Bm) someone who (A) knows
Right where you're at
(G) A friend in (A) town (Bm) who just heard you're (G) around
(D) Came by (A) see how you're gettin' (G) along
D Bm G D

(D) Most people go (Bm) out to clubs
Just to (G) see an electric (D) dildo              
A human jutebox who (Bm) loves to play
Every (E7) single song they know (A)
(D) But they don't care if you (D7) blow your soul
(G) They usually stand up and (D) tell you so
And leave that hairy ass (Bm) hillbilly
Still up and (G) hangin' on (D) 
D Bm G D

(D) So wherever you may (Bm) be tonight
(G) I wish you luck (D)
You may be with a (Bm) friend of yours
And may your (E7) friend be your lady love (A)
(D) But if you gotta go and (D7) do a show
(G) And afterwards you got no (D) where to go
You're just a hairy ass (Bm) hillbilly
Still up and (G) hangin' on (D) 
D Bm G D
Repeat Chorus

Additional lyrics (not recorded):

When all the freaks have freaked out and all the juicy Lucy's gone home
And the chicks that you used to dig leave youse hangin' on the telephone
It's too far to walk, you can't find a cab, then up rolls a bus with 3 in back
A whole bunch a hillbilly boys still up an hangin' on

A true picker picks his lick 'til he's sick and he's dead on his feet
And once he's passed out on the couch don't worry 'bout gettin him sheets
He'll survive and he'll hit his stride - and make his rally about 8 or nine
That ol' hairy ass hillbilly will still be up and hangin' on

Additional lyrics care of JJW's lyric sheet - the "Brown Album". 

Alternate Key:
Tabbed by Doug Erickson (doerickson@yahoo.com)

INTRO: G Em C G

VERSES:
G                Em
This song it was written down
     C                    G     
In a pea green windowless room  
                     Em
Four o'clock and the TV's dead
A7                       D
Wired up with nothin' to do
G                     G7
Drunk all my whiskey, smoked all my beer
C             A
Already gone, just got here
G                Em       
An old hairy ass hillbilly
             C             G  Em C G
Still up and hangin' on

CHORUS:
C       D                  G
Takes a friend to make you laugh 
C             G
A slap on the back 
C           D                        G    G7
Someone who knows right where you're at
C           D    Em                    C
A friend in town who just heard you're around
G          D                      C
Came by to see how you're gettin' along
G Em C G