E|--3-------0---------3----|
B|--3-------1---------3----|
G|--0-------0---------0----|
D|--0-------2---------0----|
A|--2-2-0-2-3--3-2-0--2----|
E|--3-----------------3----|
[Verse 1]
G
He spent fifteen years getting loaded
C
Fifteen years until his liver exploded
G
what's Bob gonna do
C
Now that he can't drink?
G
The Doctor said: "What you been thinkin bout?"
C G
Bob said : "Thats the point. I won't think bout nothing.
C
Now I gotta do something else
G
To pass the time, had someone shave his head
C
He got a new identity
G
Sixty-two hole air cushioned boots
C
And a girl who rides a scooter
G D
To take him out of town
Em C
They would get away
G D
Runnin around
Em
And as the trucks drive by
C
You can hear the mother fuckers play!
G D Em C x2
G
A couple of lines, an extra thermos of joe
C
He'll be kickin in heads at the punk rock show
G
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
B7 C
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do
Cm
When the doctor tells him to
G F C
Quit your drinkin, nows the time
D G
will he ever walk the line?
F C
To all my friends I feel fine
D G
will he ever walk the line?
F C
will he ever walk the line?
D G
will he ever walk the line?
F C
will he ever walk the line?
D G
will he ever walk the line?
F C
will he ever walk the line?
D G
will he ever walk the line?
F C
will he ever walk the line?
D G
will he ever walk the line?
