You Can Have The Crown
Sturgill Simpson, 2013
capo 2 chords, key of A:
verse
G
G
C
C
1
1
4
4
G
G
D
D
1
1
5
5
G
G
C
C
1
1
4
4
G
D
G
G
1
5
1
1
chorus
C
C
G
G
4
4
1
1
G
G
G
D
(D)
1
1
1
5
(5)
C
C
G
G/C
(C)
4
4
1
1/4
(4)
G
G
D
G
(G)
1
1
5
1
(1)
Well, I've been spending all my money on weed n' pills, Tryin' to write a song that'll pay the bills.
But it ain't came yet, so I guess I'll have to rob a bank.
I guess it could be worse, it ain't that bad, At least I ain't sittin' in old Baghdad,
In the middle of a hot damn desert, sittin' in a tank.
Well, every time the wife talks, a baby gets mentioned, I'm so broke I can't pay attention.
Lord, how it tears me up to see her cry.
Oh, I've been spendin' all my nights on the internet, Looking for a clue but ain't found one yet.
Just a bunch of Mopars, guitars and other shit I can't buy.
chorus
Well, now Lord, if you can hear me won't you throw a damn dog a bone.
'Cause if the Devil shows up with a better deal this old soul's a-goin' down.
Oh, I sing 'em real pretty, sing 'em real sad, And all the people in the crowd say "He ain't half bad".
Well, they call me King Turd up here on Shit Mountain, If you want it you can have the crown.
Well, I've been sittin' on my ass like a bump on a log, Watchin' Andy and ol' Boss Hog.
I guess I oughta get up and go out and find a job.
Instead of sittin' on the couch trying to find the next line, I'm sure there's gotta be a better use of my time,
Like figuring out which one of these banks I'm gonna go rob.
Well, the name of the game is hurry up and wait, But that ain't putting no food on my plate.
Or gas in my car and I drive a Bronco.
Oh now, Lord, if I could just get me a record deal, I might not have to worry about my next meal.
But I'll still be trying to figure out what the fuck rhymes with Bronco.