E   A                   E
crusin the strips to young for the bars

    E           A                   Bmaj
lookin for change in the back of my car

   E          A                    E
doggin the cops we were up to no good

  E                      Bmaj      
takin chance after chance gittin high any way you could 


CHOROS:
  A                                                       E
 hard as a brick lord they couldnt tell me anything at all

  A                                                 E 
 better judgement went south with a few sips of alchol

  A                                          E
stuburn as a mule ridin that highway to hell 

  f#m           F#m(4fret) A
kept a knif in my pocket cause i thought i could handle myself



verse:

 went off to school found a new set of friends
 used better drugs to help me fit in
 i'd skip every class atleast 2 days a week
 i didnt need a lecture near as much as the sleep


choros:

 hard as a brick lord they coundt teach me anything at all
 better judgement went south with a few pictures of alchol
 stuburn as a mule ridin that highway to hell
 no need for religon man i thought i could handle myself