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I was born
in a dump.
Ma ma died and and (Bb)Dad dy got a drunk.
Left me here ey, (Bb)to die or grow
in the mid dle of To bac co Road,
whoa, whoa, whoa.
Bring Grew up in
a rust y shack.
All I had was all (Cm)hang in’ on my back.
On ly you (Bb)know
how I loathe
this the place called To bac co Road,
but it’s home,
the on ly life I’ve ev er (C7)known.
On ly you
know how I loathe y,
but I love you
To bac co (Cm)Road.
Gon na leave,
get a job
with the help and the (Bb)grace dy from a bove.
Save some mon ey, (Bb)get
rich, I know,
bring it back dle to To bac co Road,
whoa, whoa, whoa.
Bring dy na mite
a and a crane.
Blow it up, start all (Cm)o ver a my gain.
Build a town, (Bb)be
proud to show.
Give the name called To bac co Road,
but it’s home,
the on ly life I’ve ev er (C7)known.
I de spise
you ’cause you’re filth y,
but I love you ’cause you’re home.
(Cm)Road.
This page shows “Tobacco Road” by The Nashville Teens in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of F at 100 BPM, a medium-difficulty arrangement — try slowing the tempo down using the BPM control.