Chords for songsUneasy Rider '88Uneasy Rider '88 chordsby The Charlie Daniels BandYear: 1988Genre: CountryGuitarSimplifiedOriginalTabsTuning E A D G B ECapo No capoTransposeEADGBEADGCFB2EG#m4A#dimLearnSmart scrollChord HighlightIntro 1A D G C Verse 1C Me and my buddy got us a wild hair And F figured we wanted to go somewhere So we G loaded up in my ragtop C Chevrolet We had a little bit of money and a whole lot of show And with F Hank Junior blaring on the radio We got a G tank full of gas and we was C on our way We figured we'd go down to New Orleans We were F barrelling' down old 17 When a G man with a blinking red light was on C our tail He said, "You were doin' 60 in a 45 But F I'm gonna let you go this time But if I G catch you again, I'm gonna slap you C in the county jail" Verse 2We said, C "Thank you sir, you sure been nice And F you ain't gonna have to tell us twice" And we were G Southbound and down with the wind blowing in our C faces We kept on rolling and pretty soon The F radio was cooking out a haggard tune And we were G pulling into Houston and checking out C all the places I was feeling dry and I said, "I think We ought to F stop and get ourselves a drink" Old Jim G said, "Yeah 'cause we got time C to kill" We kept on rolling and I seen this spot We F pulled into the parking lot Of this place called, G 'The Cloud Nine Bar C and Grill' Verse 3We C walked through the door and the place was jammed The F lights were low, they had a punk rock band And some G orange haired feller singing about C suicide I said, "Jim, this ain't our kind of place He said, F "Well, let's just have one round anyway" So against G my better judgment we walked C on inside Went up to the bar and we sat down This feller F walked up and said, "I'll buy this round" And he G sat down on the barstool C next to Jim He looked like a girl but he talked like a guy He had F lipstick on and mascara in his eyes And G everybody in that place looked just about like C him Verse 4I said, C "Jim, this ain't our kind of bar Let's just F go on out and get back in the car 'Cause G there's gonna be trouble, ain't no sense in C taking a chance" We was getting up, getting ready to leave When someF body grabbed old Jim by the sleeve And this G good looking girl, she was asking C my buddy to dance I said, "Jim, don't do it, there's something missing There's F fellers dancing and fellers kissing There's a G feller in high heeled shoes wearing C panty hose" He said, "Partner, I just can't turn this down You just go F over there and have one more round I'll G dance with the lady and we'll get on C down the road" Verse 5So he C walked away and left me alone But this F funny looking feller kept coming on And he was G making me mad with some of C the things he said Then he put his hand on my knee I said, "If F you don't get your paw off me I'm gonna G locate your nose around the other side of your C head" He said, "I love it when you get that fire in your eye F I said, "Well, partner try this on for size" G And I unloaded on him and he went out like a C light Everybody in that place must have been his friend They all F headed for me, I said, "This is the end" But where G I come from, we don't give up without a C fight Verse 6They were screaming C and yelling and scratching and clawing I was F punching and hitting and kicking and pawing I was G holding my own, 'cause I've been in a scrap or C two Old Jim come running up out of the blue And that F gal he was with, come running up too And G proceeded to beat on me with a C high heel shoe I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand And that beautiful F girl was just a beautiful man And old G Jim just got sick right there on C the floor He dropped that dude like a shot from a gun Smeared F his lipstick, made his makeup run And G me and old Jim started fighting our way C to the door A Verse 7Man, we lit out D of there in that Chevrolet I G put in on the floor and it stayed that way We was A going' down the highway doing about a hundred and D ten We were headed for home and we was getting nearer Then a G red light came on the rear view mirror And that same A blame cop was pulling us over D again B Now Verse 8I'm E sitting' here in this county jail I had to A call my Daddy to go our bail But I learned B me a lesson that I never E will forget again I've done give up drinking', I've give up bars And A running around the country in souped up cars I'm going B back where the women are women and the men are E men G#m A A#dim B E