Kid Rock - Prodigal Son

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Song:Prodical Son

Artist:Kid Rock

Tabbed By: Jack (Padge(radboy75@hotmail.com)



Ok, this is the main Riff, add a Bass and Drums and youve got 

pretty much the whole song.





Main Riff 

E------------------------------------------- 

B------------------------------------------- 

G--------------------7-7-------------------- 

D---7-7----X--5-5----7-7---7---------------- 

A---7-7----X--5-5----5-5---7------3-------3- 

E---5-5----X--3-3----------5----5---5-3-5--- 



(lyrics)

  

Cause growin up I was never, the logical one

Packed my ***, left home like the prodigal son

With a bottle of jack and my shotgun strapped

I went looking for fame and yo I never came back

Filled with spite staying high as a kite

I was dealin and stealin everything in sight

Pool hustling trying to make that green

I've been ramblin and gamblin since the age thirteen

Working like a bitch, like a god *** tank

Some disagree because my rents had bank

But all that's gold don't always glitter

So I'll take another puff from my one hitter

I'm a slave to the trade, paid to rhyme

Blow all my cash on cheap women and wine

Cause money, money, money ain't *** to me

But I gotta make a lot just to be free



I'm here and I'm there

I'm Kid Rock bitch and I'm everywhere

I'm here and I'm there

I'm Kid Rock hoe and I'm everywhere



Many nights she comes to me and fills me where I lay

I hope to God one day she gonna see the love is not that way

She holds in that morning time and never lets me go

I hold on back one day she gonna see and come into my show



Please God please, I'll pay any cost

If you'd just stop the world cause I wanna get off

There's too much hardship and too much pain

There's too many mother ***ers tryin to get in my brain

I've been to your mountains

I've been to your seaside

Everywhere I went somebody's wanted a free ride

But parasites can't fade the Rock

Cause suckers that step in my way will get shot

I hold key to my own success

Suckers that step will be put to rest

I hold the key to my own success

And suckers that step will catch a bullet in their chest

So pass the buddha the funky tie hooter

Watch me rip because I'm such a slick shooter

Not a generic dime a dozen M.C.

Never was in a posse never wanted to be



I'm here and I'm there

I'm Kid Rock bitch and I'm everywhere

I'm here and I'm there

I'm Kid Rock hoe and I'm everywhere



Many nights she comes to me and fills me where I lay

I hope to god one day she gonna see the love is not that way

She holds in that morning time and never lets me go

I hold on back one day she gonna see and come into my show



N-N-Now I've been walkin the earth since the beginning of time

And won't leave till I've received that seventh sign

All this talk their gonna drop the bomb

But life keeps going on and on and on and on

The world's end don't worry me

And I'm gonna get where I'm going, just don't hurry me

Cause I'm in no rush and I can't stand rushin

Everything is slow motion like I'm trippin on tussin

Fussin with the girls, they waste my time

Thrashin and bashin going out of my mind

Crucified by the critics, everyday

Cause I really ain't got that much to say

I'm a slave to the trade, paid to rhyme

I don't wear a watch and I don't keep time

I live my life just like the skipper

But only at night because I'm a day tripper

Twitchin, shakin and I get more bass than John Paul Jones

Visions of red shoot through my head

And I wont stop trippin till the day I'm dead



I'm here and I'm there

I'm Kid Rock bitch and I'm everywhere

I'm here and I'm there

I'm Kid Rock hoe and I'm everywhere



Many nights she comes to me and fills me where I lay

I hope to god one day she gonna see the love is not that way

She holds in that morning time and never lets me go

I hold on back one day she gonna see and come into my show



Yeah...Yeah...Yeah on down

Hey...hey, hey...hey, hey, hey, hey

On down, on down, on down, down, down, down, down

Well, well, well, well

Hey heeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Yeah your ***in with the Kid Rock honey

Get back on the streets and get my money

Money, money, money, money, money, money

Get my money

Yeah you ***in with the Kid Rock baby

You can have my car if it will drive you crazy

Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy



Yeah your ***in with the Kid Rock honey

Get back on the streets and get my money

Yeah you ***in with the Kid Rock baby

You can have my car if it will drive you crazy



 



Thats that. 







JACK