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Playboys Of The Southwestern World [G] - Blake Shelton

[Intro]
[G] [C] [G] [D] [G] [C] [G] [D]

Verse 1: This is a song about best friends - -
[G] John Roy was [C] a boy I knew since [G] he was three and [D] I was two
[G] Grew up two little [C] houses down from [D] me
The [G] only bad apples on [C] our family tree
Kinda [G] ripened and rottened in [D] our puberty
[G] Two kindred spirits, [C] bound by des[D]tiny.
Well, now [Em] I was smart but I [D] lacked ambition,
[C] Johnny was wild and [G] no inhibition was [C] about like [G] mixin' [Am] fire and
[Am] gasoline [D] and he said,

|[Chorus]
|[G] "Hey, [C] Romeo, [G] let's go down to [D] Mexico
|[G] Chase senoritas, drink [C] ourselves silly,
|Show them [G] Mexican girls a couple [D] real hillbillys.
|Got a [G] pocket full of cash and that [C] old Ford truck,
|[G] Fuzzy cat hangin from the [D] mirror hook.
|Said [C] don't you [G] know all those [Am] little brown eyed [D] girls
|Want playboys of the south[G]western world."
|La [C] la la la la la [G] la la la la la la [D] la
|[G] Sha la [C] la la la la [G] la la la la la la [D] la

Verse 2: [G] Along around our [C] 18th year,
Found [G] two airplane tickets to the [D] hell outta here.
Got [G] scholarships to some [C] small town school in [D] Texas.
We learned to [G] drink Sangria's til the [C] dawn's early light,
Eat [G] Ranchero's and throw [D] up all night,
And [G] tell those daddy's [C] girls we were majorin' in the [D] rodeo.
Aw, but my [Em] favorite memory in [D] school that fall
Was the [C] night John Roy came runnin' [G] down in the hall
Wearin no[C]thing but [G] cowboy [Am] boots and a big somb[D]rero and he was yellin'

[Chorus]

Verse 3: And I [C] said we had a little [G] change in plans,
Like when [C] Paul McCartney got [G] busted in Japan.
And I [C] said we got [G] waylaid when we set [Am] foot on Mexican [D] soil.
You see, the [G] borderman guard with the fumanchu [C] mustache
Kinda [G] stumbled upon John's pocket of American [D] cash.
He said "[G] Doin' a little funny [C] business in Mexcio, [D] Amigo?"
And [Em] all I could think about was savin' [D] my own tail
When he [C] mentioned 10 years in a [G] Mexican jail
So I [C] pointed at [G] John Roy and [Am] said
"It's all [Am] his...now please let me [D] go.
It was your idea, genius. I was just layin' there in bed when you said.."

|[Chorus]
|"[G] Hey, [C] Romeo, [G] let's go down to [D] Mexico
|[G] Chase senoritas, drink [C] ourselves silly,
|Show them [G] Mexican girls a couple [D] real hillbillys.
|Got a [G] pocket full of cash and that [C] old Ford truck,
|[G] Fuzzy cat hangin from the [D] mirror hook.
|Said [C] don't you [G] know all those [Am] little brown eyed [D] girls
|Want playboys of the south [G], well from the southwestern world.

Outro:
[G] Ah, we're still best friends...temporary cell mates.

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