The Real Me Lyrics

This is a fairly basic way to play this song but it works and sounds good. Listen to the
song to get an idea of the strumming
Intro: D
I wake up with my children
Right around the crack of noon
And I do good like a good daddy should
Till the devil rolls out that moon
Once that whiskey hits my lips
It opens Pandora's box
And I start a lyin and a smoking and a fightin
Getting crazy as a white tailed fox.
My eyes start burnin wild and red
Two horns cut through the top of my head
My teeth get jagged, my tongue gets sharp,
Cold neon blood starts a pumpin to my heart
My hands get frisky, with a mind of their own,
My legs start walkin me anywhere but home
And I'm a double talking, chicken-lickin
Meaner than the dickens sick and
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
And I'll love you like the devil, bite you
Like a snake and then forsake and
Break everything I don't take before I'm done
Most people who know me say I'm as nice as a guy could be
That's all fine cuz most of the time
They never get to see the real me
?He ain't got a bad bone in his body?
Is how they talk about me back home,
But here my dark side is unable to hide
And you don't want to see my bad bone.
My eyes start burnin wild and red
Two horns cut through the top of my head
My teeth get jagged, my tongue gets sharp,
Cold neon blood starts a pumpin to my heart
My hands get frisky, with a mind of their own,
My legs start walkin me anywhere but home
And I'm a double talking, chicken-lickin
Meaner than the dickens sick and
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
And I'll love you like the devil, bite you
Like a snake and then forsake and
Break everything I don't take before I'm done
I'm mean when I'm lonesome and
 I'm on'ry when I'm high

I'm a dream when I'm home son

But I'll chase that nightmare until I die

But I'll chase that nightmare until I die

D (stop)
But I'll chase that nightmare until I die

And I'm a double talking, chicken-lickin
Meaner than the dickens sick and
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
And I'll love you like the devil, bite you
Like a snake and then forsake and
Break everything I don't take before I'm done
And I'm a double talking, chicken-lickin
Meaner than the dickens sick and
Wicked hole digging pickin son of a gun,
And I'll love you like the devil, bite you
Like a snake and then forsake and
Break everything I don't take before I'm done
G, D (hold)