Sammy Kershaw - Neon Leon

      
 
 F#M B F#m E7 
     

 ---------------------------------------0-
 --2-2-2---------4------2-2-2--------2--0-
 --2-2-2--4-2----4------2-2-2--4-2------1-
 --------------4-4----------------------0-
 ---------------------------------------2-
 -----------------------------------------
 

 This is the chorus and turn around
 
 verse1
 A                       
 Here he comes, Neon Leon
 A                                       
 Lookin' so fine, with his gold chains on
       D                         B               
 Got a customized caddy with the top snapped down
      D                    E7            A 
 He's known everywhere in town as Neon Leon
 
 verse 2
 A                       
 He's too cool, Neon Leon
 A                                     
 Out there twistin', designer shades on
         D                  B                  
 He can bop he can move you right in the groove
     D                 E7              A   
 And he's got all the moves, he's Neon Leon
 
 Chorus and turn around
 
 F#m                             B   
 All the dancin' stops when he begins
     F#m                                      E7 
 The guys just watch while the girls go after him
      A              
 Neon Leon, Neon Leon
 
 Instrumental A A F#m B Fm E7 A
 
 VERSE 3
 A                       
 Cruisin' main, Neon Leon
 A                                
 Goin' so slow, his white scarf on
 D                                 B    
 Got his hair slicked, a duck tail style
 D                  E7             A   
 Cars backed up for miles for Neon Leon
 F#m                                B    
 Parked outside the drive-in eatin' fries
 F#m                                          E7  
 The coolest man in the world for a town this size
      A              
 Neon Leon, Neon Leon
 A                             
 Man look at them fender skirts
 A                                        
 You ever seen so much chrome in your life
 A                                                         
 Look at the way he rolls them cigarettes up in his sleeves
 A                           
 Ain't that cool? That's cool
 A                                                            
 I hear he's gonna move on down to Louisiana and buy him a bar
 A                                           
 And call it You all Leons I'm gonna go there