Accidental Racist

tabbed by : robin s . email : robinsa656 at hotmail . com _____________________________________________________________________________ artist : brad paisley song : accidental racist album : wheelhouse tuning : standard capo : none _____________________________________________________________________________ chords : ( G ) : 320033 ( Bm ) : x24432 ( C ) : x32010 ( D ) : x00232 ( Em ) 022000 ( F ) : 133211 ( A ) : x0 xxxx ( B ) : x2 xxxx ( Intro ) G - Bm - C - G - D ( 2x ) ( Verse ) G Bm to the man that waited on me , at the starbucks down on maine C G D i hope you understand G Bm when i put on that t - shirt , the only thing i meant to say C G is i’m , a skynyrd fan C Em D the red flag on my chest somehow is like the elephant , in the corner of the south G A B C and i just walked him right in the room C Em D just a proud rebel son with an ’ol can of worms , looking like i got a lot to learn G A B C but from my point of view ( Chorus ) G Bm i’m just a white man , coming to you from the southland C G D trying to understand what it’s like not to be G Bm i’m proud of where i’m from , but not everything we’ve done C G D and it ain’t like you and me can re - write history Em D our generation , didn’t start this nation G A B C we’re still picking up the pieces , walking on eggshells , fighting over yesterday G A B C D G and caught , between southern pride , and southern blame ( Verse ) G Bm they called it reconstruction , fixed the buildings , dried some tears C G D but we’re still sifting through the rubble , after 150 years G Bm i try to put myself in your shoes , and that’s a good place to begin C G D but it ain’t like i can walk a mile , in someone else’s skin ( Chorus ) G Bm cause i’m a white man , living in the the southland C G D just like you i’m more than what you see G Bm i’m proud of where i’m from , but not everything we’ve done C G D and it ain’t like you and me can re - write history Em D our generation , didn’t start this nation G A B C we’re still paying for our mistakes that a bunch of folks made long before we came G A B C D G and caught somewhere , between southern pride - and southern blame ( rap - Verse ) ( no chords ) dear mr . white man , i wish you understood what the world is really like , when you’re livin’ in the hood just because my pants are saggin’ doesn’t mean i’m up to no good D you should try to get to know me , i really wish you would C now my chains are gold , but i’m still misunderstood i wasn’t there when sherman’s march turned the south into firewood i want you to get paid , but be a slave i never could feel like a new fangled django dodgin’ invisible white hoods F so when i see that white cowboy hat , i’m thinkin’ it’s not all good i guess we’re both guilty of judgin’ the cover not the book C i’d love to buy you a beer , conversate and clear the air but i see that red flag , and i think you wish i wasn’t here ( Chorus ) G Bm i’m just a white man , coming to you from the southland C G D trying to understand what it’s like not to be G Bm i’m proud of where i’m from , but not everything we’ve done C G D and it ain’t like you and me can re - write history Em D C oh dixieland - i hope you understand , what this is all about C i’m a son of the new south A B C A B C and i just want to make things right , all that’s left is southern pride ( Outro ) G - C - G - C - G