Verse 1: B F B F B F B F F
Huffman don't take no nonsense,
             He's here to rectify, B   F   B   F   B    F   B   F  B 
             He's got his black belt buckle, B   F   B   F   B    F   B   F   F 
             And the red man's fire in his eye. B   F   B   F   B    F   B   F 


Chorus:
             G You with your switchblade posse,
             Cb I'll get my guns from the sou-uth,
             G We'll take to the yard like a cockfight,
             Cb Four kicks whose strutting now-ow.




Verse 2: B F B F B F B F F
This party's over-rated,
             But there ain't shit else to do,   B   F   B   F   B    F   B   F   B 
             She's a lovin' on the boy from the cityB,  F   B   F   B   F   B   F   B 
             I'll be lovin' him under my shoe.   B     F     B     F   B 


Chorus: G
You with your switchblade posse,
             Cb I'll get my guns from the sou-uth,
             G We'll take to the yard like a cockfight,
             Cb Four kicks whose strutting now-ow.




SOLO:

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Outro: G
You with your switchblade posse,
             Cb I'll get my guns from the sou-uth,
             G We'll take to the yard like a cockfight,
             Cb Four kicks whose strutting now-ow.