Whiskey Myers - Old Broke Guitar Picker Chords & Tabs

Artist: Whiskey Myers
Song: Old Broke Guitar Picker

Alright i tabbed this thing out by ear so if it isn't perfect please let me know, 
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Riff 1
e|----------------------|
B|----------------------|
G|----------------------|
D|----------------------|
A|-------2-5-4-3-2------|
E|-0-3-4----------------|


Intro: Em, G, A

Em                                    G
I remember back when I was sixteen
          A
I was sittin' there just my pops and me
                                                        G
when his friend walked up in a cowboy hat 
           A                                           Em                   
said I like what your doin but it ain't worth sap
                                                    G
I see this road will leave you cold and alone
A                                  Em
old and broke and a bag of bones
                                                       G
so you better take heed to the words i say
A
stay right clear of that lost highway

Chorus: 
                   G                 A                                                 Em
I'm singin' o southern wind wont you take me high
         G                                   A                             Em      (Riff 1)
I got seven ladies dancin' naked by an old camp fire
G          A                                              Em
guitar pickin' with a bottle of wine
                G                           A                                      Em
Ill be an old broke guitar picker, lord, when i die
                G                           A                                      Em
Ill be an old broke guitar picker, lord, when i die
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Em                                       G     
Holes in my clothes and holes in my shoes
           A                                                      Em
and a hole in the heart, thats why I'm singin' the blues
                                                            G
put my change in my pocket but it's all gone
         A                                    Em
and everything that i do it seems to be wrong
                                      G 
so now I'm broke I'm back on the street 
             A
with a guitar case infront of Drake and me
             Em                                      G
so you better listen up cause it ain't no lie
             A                          
please throw a nickel in when you walk by

Chorus:
                   G                 A                                                 Em
I'm singin' o southern wind wont you take me high
         G                                   A                            Em      (Riff 1)
I got seven ladies dancin' naked by an old camp fire
G          A                                              Em
guitar pickin' with a bottle of wine
                G                           A                                      Em
Ill be an old broke guitar picker, lord, when i die
                G                           A                                      Em
Ill be an old broke guitar picker, lord, when i die

Em                                       G
I came in this world with nothin on my back 
      A                                 Em
I'll leave the same and thats a fact
                                                G
I ain't in it for the money i ain't in it for the fame
           A                                     Em
and i don't really care if you remember my name
                                                  G
so now i gotta to go i gotta hit the road
             A                                        Em
i gotta do the only thing that i know
                                                           G
I got this feel it deep down and i got to be true
                        A                        Em
and i sure as hell ain't guna change for you

Chorus:
            G                   A                                               Em
Singin O southern wind wont you take me high
             G                                       A                             Em  (Riff 1)
when i hear the sounds comin from an amplifier
G         A                                               Em
guitar pickin with a bottle of wine
                      G                     A                            Em
Ill be an old broke guitar picker when i die
                      G                     A                            Em
Ill be an old broke guitar picker when i die