Intro: Bm, G, F#, G, F# (x2)Bm G Well you walk around this town like it's holy landF# G F# you got good lookin friends, you're a sharp dressed manBm G F# Been gettin' big makin' me look small, it don't matter to meG F# Bm G cause i'm ten feet, i'm ten feet tallF# G F# Bm yeah it don't matter to me cause i'm ten feet, i'm ten feet tallG Take a look at your foot does it fit this shoeA F# Did you really ever think i gave a damn about youBm G You ain't no messiah with your fancy friendsA F# G so get your head out of the clouds and get your feet back in the dirt myBm G friendF# G F# oh get your head out of the clouds and get your feet back in the dirt myBm G friendF# G F# oh get your head out of the clouds and get your feet back in the dirt my friend well you talk about your home town, lemme tell ya about mine Just shove your bright lights big city back where the sun don't shine I hear you talkin yes i'm lookin at you Cause back where i come from, men were laughin at you yea back where i come from, men were laughin at you
Ten Feet Tall
The Devil Makes Three
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