Gimme Back My Bullets
Lynard Skynard

INTRO: (4x)
A  G  A

A       C                   D               A
Life is so strange with its changing, yes indeed
                    C                  G                    A
Well, I've seen the hard times and the pressure has been on me
              C               D                   A
But I keep on working, like a working man should do 
            C                   G             A
And I've my act together, gonna walk all over you 

A
Gimme back my bullets
D       C               A
Put 'em back where they belong
D              C                 G           A
Ain't foolin' 'round 'cause I've done had my fun
D           C     G             A
Ain't gonna see no more damage done
A
Gimme back my bullets

A             C           D             A
Sweet talkin' people done run me out of town
                         C                  G           A
And I've drank enough of whiskey to float a battleship around
                     C        D             A
But I'm leaving this game one step ahead of you
                 C                       G            A                
And you will not hear me cry 'cause I do not sing the blues

A
Gimme back my bullets
D       C          A
Put 'em back where they belong
D              C      G           A
Ain't foolin' 'round 'cause I've done had my fun
D           C      G           A           A
Ain't gonna see no more damage done. Gimme back <pause> gimme back my bullets
A
Oh put 'em back

BREAK
RIFF ON:
A  D  D  C  A
THEN
D  C  A
(3X)

A           C           D            A
Been up and down since I turned seventeen
                  C                     D          A
Well I've been on top and then it seems I lost the dream
                C                D            A
But I've got it back I'm feeling better every day
               C              G                    A 
Tell all those pencil pushers better get out of my way

A
Gimme back my bullets
D       C          A
Put 'em back where they belong
D              C      G         A
Ain't foolin' 'round 'cause I'm done had my fun
D        C     G        A                  A
Ain't gonna see no more damage done. Gimme back <pause> gimme back my bullets

RIDE OUT ON A  D riff

Oh put 'em back where they belong,   
Gimme back my bullets. <yeah>