The White Stripes - Your Southern Can is Mine



Band: The White Stripes
Song: Your Southern Can Is Mine
Album: De Stijl (2000)
Guitarist: Jack White



12-String Guitar

INTRO:
         A         F#    E  B  E  A
e|--------------------------------0--
B|--------------------------4-----2--
G|---------2-2--------------4-----2--
D|---------2-2---------2----4--2--2--
A|-------0------------------2--2--0--
E|-0-2-4-------4-3-0h2---0-----0-----

VERSE 1:
     A           A/Ab  A/G    F#
Now, lookie here momma let me explain ya this
      A         A/Ab         A/G  F#
If ya wanna get crooked I'll even give ya my fist
         A              A/Ab    A/G F#
Ya might read from Rev-el-a-tion    back to Genesi`        `Genisis
   B                               E        A
Ya keep forget your Southern can belongs to me

CHORUS: (In the mornin')
         A               A/Ab     A/G F#
So there ain't no use in bringin' no  jive to me
     B        E      A           F#
Your Southern can is mine in the mornin'
     B              E        A
Your Southern can belongs to me

VERSE 2:
Ya might go uptown, have me arrested, put in jail
Some hotshots got money, gonna pull my bail
Soon as I get out, hit the ground
Your Southern can is worth a thousand, half a pound

CHORUS (Talkin' about it)

VERSE 4:
You might take it from the south, baby, hide it up north
Understand you can't rule me or be my boss
Take it from the east, hide in the west
But when I get ya momma your can'll see no rest

CHORUS (I'm screamin')

VERSE 5:
          A               A7
Now baby, ashes to ashes, sand to sand
D                           D
When I hit ya momma then ya feel my hand
A                             A7
Give you a punch through that barbed wire fence
D
When I hit ya baby, ya know I make no sense

e|--------
B|--------
G|--------
D|--------
A|--------
E|-0-2-4--

CHORUS (I know it)

VERSE 6:
Now look here woman, don't get hot
I'm gettin' me a brick outta my backyard

CHORUS (I'm talkin' about it)

VERSE 7:
Well, if I catch you momma down in the heart of town
I'm gonna grab me a brick and tear your can on down

CHORUS (I know it)

VERSE 8:
You may be deathbed sickness, baby, graveyard bound
I'm gonna make you moan like a graveyard hound
Baby,
CHORUS (I'm screamin')
A A


John Lomax: "You keep movin' around like you're uncomfortable. What's the matter, Willie?"
Blind Willie McTell: "Well, I was in an automobile accident last night and I'm still shuck-up.
No one got hurt, but they was all, um, jostled up mighty bad. Shake-up. Still sore from it, but no one got hurt."