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And The Crowd Goes Wild

Mark Wills
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
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 He was an underdog,  a no  threat
 A Nascar  junkie, a rookie, a wannabe
Still  wet behind  the ears
A  red line rever just jammin' his gears
 There are those  that are, and  those that ain't
The  quickest get stickers, he was nothin' but paint
Chartruese  paint
 Big race now we cut  to, the last  ten laps
 And here  comes junior, sneakin up
 From the back  of the pack, with a fire  in his eyes
Waving  out the window as he passes em by
The  tension mounts now he's number  two
All  outta rubber and runnin on fumes
 It's door  to door, out  of turn four
 He sees  those checkers and he hears that roar
 And the crowd  goes wild
 And the crowd  goes wild
You're  shining  like a superstar  baby
 And the crowd  goes wild
 He played the honky-tonks,  the roadside  bars
 A real  hum-dinger, a blue eyed singer
 With a red  guitar around  his neck
Paying  them dues bout starving to death
 But he told  his mamma every time  he came back
One  of these days I'm gonna buy you a big long
Cadillac,  get you outta  this shack
 Then he hit  the road, frontin'  a band
 Six  long hairs bobbing up and down
 In a Chevy  van, all  beat up
Did  a lot of giving but he never gave up
 Then one  night, he  wrote a song
Made  a little record it started catching on
 Now it's coliseums,  he's all  the rage
 The lights  go down when he hits the stage

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Readable chord sheet for And The Crowd Goes Wild by Mark Wills

key: [E]

[E]  [D]  [A]

He was an u[E]nderdog, a [D]no threat
A N[A]ascar junkie, a rookie, a wannabe
[E]Still wet [D]behind the ears
[A]A red line rever just jammin' his gears
There are t[E]hose that are, [D]and those that ain't
[A]The quickest get stickers, he was nothin' but paint
[E]     [D]Chartruese pai[A]nt

Big race now we c[E]ut to, the la[D]st ten laps
And [A]here comes junior, sneakin up
From the b[E]ack of the pack, with a [D]fire in his eyes
[A]Waving out the window as he passes em by
[E]The tension mounts now he's [D]number two
[A]All outta rubber and runnin on fumes
It's [E]door to door, o[D]ut of turn four
He s[A]ees those checkers and he hears that roar

And the c[E]rowd goes wild [D]    [A]
And the c[E]rowd goes wild [D]    [A]
[E]You're s[D]hining like a s[A]uperstar baby
And the c[E]rowd goes wild [D]    [A]

He played the h[E]onky-tonks, the [D]roadside bars
A r[A]eal hum-dinger, a blue eyed singer
With a r[E]ed guitar a[D]round his neck
[A]Paying them dues bout starving to death
But he t[E]old his mamma every t[D]ime he came back
[A]One of these days I'm gonna buy you a big long
[E]Cadillac,[D]  get you o[A]utta this shack

Then he [E]hit the road, f[D]rontin' a band
S[A]ix long hairs bobbing up and down
In a C[E]hevy van, [D]all beat up
[A]Did a lot of giving but he never gave up
Then o[E]ne night, [D]he wrote a song
[A]Made a little record it started catching on
Now it's c[E]oliseums, he's [D]all the rage
The l[A]ights go down when he hits the stage

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