“rainEE me a CC and see in a sea of Miry Hippie”

***

**🎶 “Trainee Hippie”**

*(Verse 1)*

> They said, “Son, you look too clean to ever roam,”

> So I bought some beads and left my phone at home.

> I’m learnin’ how to strum but keep it out of tune,

> Wearin’ peace signs like it’s Sunday afternoon.

*(Chorus)*

> I’m a trainee hippie, punchin’ in the sun,

> Growin’ patchouli dreams by the acre, son.

> I still love my freedom and my pickup in the drive,

> But I’ll chant my “om” before I take that ride.

*(Verse 2)*

> Folks in town still wave when I go by,

> They laugh when I say love’s cheaper than a high.

> My mama says she’s proud, my daddy says I’m lost,

> But they both hum along, no matter what it costs.

*(Chorus)*

> I’m a trainee hippie, halfway to Zen,

> Practicin’ peace but I still sin now and then.

> A rebel and a roamer with incense in my hat,

> I’m breakin’ rules softly—that’s where I’m at.

*(Bridge)*

> Maybe I’m mockin’ the dream, or maybe I mean it,

> Grass on both sides, I guess I’ve seen it.

> Laughin’ through the protest, singin’ out of key,

> Feels like freedom—whatever that means to me.

*(Final Chorus)*

> I’m a trainee hippie, proud and unsure,

> Livin’ off irony and homemade allure.

> You can call me foolish, call me free,

> But I’m what America taught me to be.

***

Would you like me to take this version and **add traditional country chord markings and rhythm cues** (like how Merle Haggard-style songs are charted)?

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