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Travis Tritt - Southern Justice

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Travis Tritt - Southern Justice

       D
He was born in the big iron city
F                    G                D
Deep in the heart of Dixie yes he was now
                        F
Raised on the Good Book
                 G                   D        C
Taught to take a good look at what’s goin’ on
                G          D
His daddy was a Birmingham lawman
  C              G                  A
A servant of the people through and through
         D                           C
They say blood is thicker than water
                 G                   D
So the boy got a badge and a suit of blue.

Chorus:
       G                D
He was long on Southern Justice
              G              A
Practiced his law out on the street
         G            D                G   F
Drew the line for the criminal mind to see
             G                   D
Dedicated to keep God’s children free.

          D                           F
There are two sides to every big city
                     G               D
And he walked on the one that wasn’t pretty
                 F
A solitary ranger
                        G            D         C
He had to deal with the danger round every turn
                G              D      C
Every day was a tightrope of decision
                G                   A
Between a forty-four and a heart of gold
             D                         C
Some of those hard case confrontations
                     G                   D
Would cut him like a switch-blade to his soul.

Chorus:

G D G A 
         D                                F
Late one night down on Crack Street Alley
                  G              D
He walked up on a bad deal goin’ down
                       F
He knew what he’d done
                     G   D            C
When he saw that shotgun swing around

             G            D      C
He drew then froze in hesitation
                 G                 A
When he saw that fourteen year old face
         D                             C
Then the fire from that shotgun barrel
             G       D
Blew all his burdens away
G           C       D
Oh blew his burdens away.

Chorus: X2

C            G                   D    F
Dedicated to keep God’s children free
   G                 D    F  G
Oh Lord to keep them free
               D
Got to keep em free.

F G D

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