Old Broke Guitar Picker

Artist: Whiskey Myers
Song: Old Broke Guitar Picker

Alright i tabbed this thing out by ear so if it isn t perfect please let me know, 
i appreciate feed back from ya ll, you can reach me at [email protected]

Riff 1
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Intro: , , 

                                    
I remember back when I was sixteen
          
I was sittin  there just my pops and me
                                                        
when his friend walked up in a cowboy hat 
                                                                         
said I like what your doin but it ain t worth sap
                                                    
I see this road will leave you cold and alone
                                  
old and broke and a bag of bones
                                                       
so you better take heed to the words i say

stay right clear of that lost highway

Chorus: 
                                                                                     
I m singin  o southern wind wont you take me high
                                                                               (Riff 1)
I got seven ladies dancin  naked by an old camp fire
                                                        
guitar pickin  with a bottle of wine
                                                                                 
Ill be an old broke guitar picker, lord, when i die
                                                                                 
Ill be an old broke guitar picker, lord, when i die

                                            
Holes in my clothes and holes in my shoes
                                                                 
and a hole in the heart, thats why I m singin  the blues
                                                            
put my change in my pocket but it s all gone
                                             
and everything that i do it seems to be wrong
                                       
so now I m broke I m back on the street 
             
with a guitar case infront of Drake and me
                                                   
so you better listen up cause it ain t no lie
                                       
please throw a nickel in when you walk by

Chorus:
                                                                                     
I m singin  o southern wind wont you take me high
                                                                              (Riff 1)
I got seven ladies dancin  naked by an old camp fire
                                                        
guitar pickin  with a bottle of wine
                                                                                 
Ill be an old broke guitar picker, lord, when i die
                                                                                 
Ill be an old broke guitar picker, lord, when i die

                                       
I came in this world with nothin on my back 
                                       
I ll leave the same and thats a fact
                                                
I ain t in it for the money i ain t in it for the fame
                                                
and i don t really care if you remember my name
                                                  
so now i gotta to go i gotta hit the road
                                                     
i gotta do the only thing that i know
                                                           
I got this feel it deep down and i got to be true
                                                
and i sure as hell ain t guna change for you

Chorus:
                                                                              
Singin O southern wind wont you take me high
                                                                                   (Riff 1)
when i hear the sounds comin from an amplifier
                                                        
guitar pickin with a bottle of wine
                                                                       
Ill be an old broke guitar picker when i die
                                                                       
Ill be an old broke guitar picker when i die