Tom: D
Introdução:
D G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be tarheels
A7 D
Don't let 'em drive beamers and wear sweater vests. give all the athletes the answers to tests
D G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be tarheels
A7 D
Walking around with their nose in the air, thinking they're better than you
D G
Tar heels are squirrelly, a little bit girly, I think that you know what I mean (I know whatcha mean brotha')
A7 D
They call me hillbilly, say my school is silly, and make fun of my boots and my jeans
D G
At least I am honest and I follow the rules, we don't cut corners at state
A7
Tar heel can't be trusted, that's why they got busted
*single strum* N.C.
D G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be tarheels
A7 D
Don't let 'em drive beamers and wear sweater vests. give all the athletes the answers to tests
D G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be tarheels
A7 D
Walking around with their nose in the air, thinking they're better than you
D G
A7 D
D G
Tar heels are whiny, 'cuz their balls are so tiny, they tailgate on fine wine and cheese
A7 D
Instead of Bojangles, and clothes that got wrangles, it's light blue dress shirts and khakis (Give me a break)
D G
If football's in season, there's always a reason, that they didn't work out their weight
A7 D
Like a hitchiker's button, you know that it's coming, the thing that they always say
"Just wait for basketball season!"
D G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be tarheels
A7 D
Don't let 'em drive beamers and wear sweater vests. give all the athletes the answers to tests
D G
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be tarheels
A7 D
Walking around with their nose in the air, thinking they're better than you
A7 D
Walking around with their nose in the air, thinking they're better than you