Your Southern Can Is Mine

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Now, [A]lookie here [A/Ab]momma [A/G]let me [F#]explain ya this
If ya [A]wanna get [A/Ab]crooked I'll [A/G]even [F#]give ya my fist
Ya might [A]read from Rev-e[A/Ab]l-a-tion[A/G]    [F#]back to Genesi`        `Genisis
Ya [B]keep forget your Southern can be[E]longs to [A]me

(In the mornin')
So there [A]ain't no use in [A/Ab]bringin' [A/G]no  [F#]jive to me
Your [B]Southern [E]can is [A]mine in the [F#]mornin'
Your [B]Southern can be[E]longs to [A]me

Ya might go uptown, have me arrested, put in jail
Some hotshots got money, gonna pull my bail
Soon as I get out, hit the ground
Your Southern can is worth a thousand, half a pound

Talkin' about it)

You might take it from the south, baby, hide it up north
Understand you can't rule me or be my boss
Take it from the east, hide in the west
But when I get ya momma your can'll see no rest

I'm screamin')

Now baby, [A]ashes to ashes, [A7]sand to sand
[D]When I hit ya momma then ya [D]feel my hand
[A]Give you a punch through that [A7]barbed wire fence
[D]When I hit ya baby, ya know I make no sense

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I know it)

Now look here woman, don't get hot
I'm gettin' me a brick outta my backyard

I'm talkin' about it)

Well, if I catch you momma down in the heart of town
I'm gonna grab me a brick and tear your can on down

I know it)

You may be deathbed sickness, baby, graveyard bound
I'm gonna make you moan like a graveyard hound
Baby,

I'm screamin')
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