America's Sweetheart

	 
[Intro]
G
[Strophe]
G 
No there ain't nothing that I gotta prove 
 
You think your words will make me black and blue 
 
But I, 
C 
I think I’m pretty with these old boots on 
 
I think its funny when I drink too much, hey 
G 
You try and change me you can go to hell 
 
Cause I don't want to be nobody else 
C 
I like the chip I got in my front teeth 
 
And I got bad tattoos you won't believe  
  
So 
G 
Kick out the jams, kick up the soul 
 
Pour another glass of that rock and roll 
 
Turn up the band, fire in the hole 
 
Gonna lose control tonight
[Refrain]
             C             Em        D           C       Em  D 
What do you want from me, I'm not America’s sweetheart 
             C             Em        D          C        Em  D 
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America’s sweetheart 
           C               Em        D 
Well they say I'm too loud for this town 
        C               Em      D 
So I lit a match and burned it down 
                C          Em           D        C 
What do you want from me, I'm not Americas sweet heart 
            Em  D       G 
But you love me anyway
[Strophe]
G 
My hands are dirty and my heart is cold the boys 
 
I've been with say I got no soul, when I, 
C 
I meet another honey at the bar, 
 
I'll think its funny when I break his heart, mmm now, 
G 
My kind of medicine is whiskey straight, 
 
I got a mouth to put you in your place, and they, 
C 
They said I'll never be the poster type, 
 
But they don't make posters of my kind of life  
G 
So kick out the jams, kick up the soul 
 
Pour another glass of that rock and roll 
 
Turn up the band, fire in the hole 
 
Gonna lose control tonight 
[Refrain]
             C             Em        D           C       Em  D 
What do you want from me, I'm not America’s sweetheart 
             C             Em        D          C       Em  D 
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America’s sweetheart 
           C               Em        D 
Well they say I'm too loud for this town 
        C               Em      D 
So I lit a match and burned it down 
                C          Em           D        C 
What do you want from me, I'm not Americas sweet heart 
            Em  D       G 
But you love me anyway 
        Em      D       G 
You love me anyway 
        Em      D       G 
You love me anyway
[Strophe]
G 
Kick out the jams, kick up the soul 
 
Pour another glass of that rock and roll 
 
Turn up the band, fire in the hole, holler if you ready, 
 
Gonna lose control  
G 
Kick out the jams, kick up the soul 
 
Pour another glass of that rock and roll 
 
Turn up the band, fire in the hole, 
 
Gonna lose control tonight 
[Refrain]
             C             Em        D           C        Em  D 
What do you want from me, I'm not America’s sweetheart 
             C             Em        D          C       Em  D 
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America’s sweetheart 
           C               Em        D 
Well they say I'm too loud for this town 
        C               Em      D 
So I lit a match and burned it down 
                C          Em           D        C 
What do you want from me, I'm not Americas sweet heart 
            Em  D       G 
But you love me anyway 
        Em      D       G 
You love me anyway 
        Em      D       G 
You love me anyway
[Outro]
  
I'm not Americas sweetheart