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Version 1 Version 2SONG: SMALL TOWN HYPOCRITE ARTIST: CAYLEE HAMMACK TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: SMALL TOWN HYPOCRITE CAYLEE HAMMACK CAPO: 3rd FRET INTRO: F C G Am F C G NOTE: To get the sound she makes it involves a pull off and then a hammer on. F C G Am E -------------------- B -------1p0----0h1-1- G -----------0-------- D -------------------- A -------------------- E -------------------- VERSE: F C Hand-me-down dreams got me high in the rafters G Am Homecoming queen couldn’t be an outsider F C G So there I’d sit, with a cigarette lit in a leather jacket F C I found a boy who was a stranger too G Am In a one-horse town at a table for two F C We had matching scars, matching tattoos G Both dyin’ to fit in F C G Ain’t that some shit Am F C G We’re just small town hypocrites VERSE: F C And that scholarship was a ship that sailed G Am When I chose you and daddy gave me hell F C G I made myself into someone else just to love you, G Damn I loved you F C Took all my plans and I put ‘em in a box G Am Phantom pains for the wings I lost F C Had me circling rings in the catalogs G For seven years and you never got the hint F C G Ain’t that some shit F C G I’m just a small town hypocrite CHORUS: F Am G Swore we’d be running, running, running this town F Am G But you’re just running, running, running around F Am And I’m staring at a picket fence G Wonderin’ where the hell time went F Am G I should’ve been running, running, running by now F Am G But I just hang around F Am G Ooooooooooohhhhhhh VERSE: F C Love shot me out like a rocket G Am Never to return and man, I forgot it F C How it feels to fall from orbit G And land on a shifting sands F C I found my heart at the bottom of a bookcase G Am You said you needed space and damn that I bought it F C ‘Til you moved in a vinyl-sided double-wide G With a couple of her kids F C G Ain’t that some shit F C You’re just a small town hypocrite G Ohhh oh CHORUS: F Am G Swore we’d be running, running, running this town F Am G But you’re just running, running, running around F Am And I’m staring at a picket fence G Wonderin’ where the hell time went F Am G I should’ve been running, running, running by now F Am G G F Am G But I just haaaaaaaaaang arou-ou-ou-ound OUTRO: F Am G Oh, now I bitch about how things turned and how they should’ve been F Am G The bridges that I burned and the trains I didn’t catch F Am G Like a small town hypocrite F Am G Just a small town hypocrite