Tough accordi

Capo 4

Sol Re/Fa# Mim  Sim  Do
Sol Re/Fa# Mim  Sim  Do

Mim                                            Sim
Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots
Sim
Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude
Do
Like a .38 made out of brass
Sol                            Re/Fa#
Tough like the stuff in your grandpa's glass
Mim
Life's gonna do what it does
Sim
Sure as the good Lord's up above
    Do                                 Sol  Re/Fa#
I'm cut like a diamond shinin' in the rough
Mim
Tough
Mim
Tough

Mim
Come on, take a ride with me
         Sim                      
Like the 808s beatin' in the trunk
                    Do
in Atlanta, it was tough
Do
It was kinda hard for me
Sol                        
Crawlin' through the mud, I
           Re/Fa#                    Mim
couldn't find love, then we came up
Mim
Look at what we are, baby
Sim                              
Standin' through the storm, still
                               Do
shinin' like a diamond in the rough
                          Sol
Still shinin', and that's hard
       Re/Fa#                       Mim
If you ever lost someonе that you love

Mim
Through the pain, gotta show 'em, givе 'em light
Sim
Still family if you're wrong or you're right
Do
No matter, we together
         Sol                     
It's not somethin' that you wanna
           Sol/Si
do, it's just somethin' you goin' through

Mim                                            Sim
Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots
Sim
Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude
Do
Like a .38 made out of brass
Sol                            Re/Fa#
Tough like the stuff in your grandpa's glass
Mim
Life's gonna do what it does
Sim
Sure as the good Lord's up above
    Do                                 Sol  Re/Fa#
I'm cut like a diamond shinin' in the rough
Mim
Tough

Hard

Mim
Tell me how it's hard for you
         Sim                  
Like the nickel on the strings
                            Do
in your good old Gibson guitar
Do
Tell me what it feel like
         Sol                  
Like the smoke in the drawl of
        Re/Fa#                        Mim
your "Y'all" and the way you talk slow
Mim
Oh yeah, yeah
         Sim
Like the songs that your mama sang to you
        Do
And the way that it makes you tell the truth
       Sol                   Si 
If you come from where you come,
                      Mim
then you were born tough

Sol     Re                  Do
Here, say where you come from
     Mim                     Re
It's not what you wanna do, it's what you're gonna do
Sol    Re                Do
Now, it's no place to run
   Mim
If that's what you're gonna do, what am I gonna do? (Tough)

Mim                                            Sim
Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots
                                               Do
Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude (Yeah, yeah)
Do
Like a .38 made out of brass
Sol                         
Tough like the stuff in your
  Sol/Si                        Mim
grandpa's glass (Grandpa's glass)
Mim
Life's gonna do what it does (Ooh)
Sim
Sure as the good Lord's up above
Do                                     Sol Si
I'm cut like a diamond shinin' in the rough (Shine, shine)
Mi
Tough

Mim
You wanna come to the Nawf? (Mm-hm)
Sim
I'll show you around
Do
That's why I said, "Come take a ride with me"
Sol     Si
When?
          Mim
Whenever, whenever you ready
           Sim
Call on me, brr
Do
I'll give it back when I get there
Sol     Si           Mim
Aight, that's a bet