Tag: Sip

Pirate Flag chords – Kenny Chesney V3

 E|-----------------------------------------------------------|
B|--13h15--13--12--13h15--13--12--12h13~---12--10~-----------|
G|-----------------------------------------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------|x4

Verse 1:
        A G 
Well I come from a little bitty, homegrown small town,
 C D 
Smoky Mountains, nice place to hang around.
 A G 
Moonshine, that's where they make it,
 D 
Put it in a jug, makes you wanna get naked.
 A G 
But I jumped on a greyhound bus one night
 C D 
And took it all the way to the end of the line.
         A G 
Stepped down in the sun, when my feet hit the sand
 D 
What a long strange trip

Chorus:
            A G D 
I spent my whole life running around (running around)
               A G D 
Still let the wind kinda blow me around
                  A G 
Well I dropped a note in a bottle
      D 
To a long-legged model
       A G 
And I traded it in for a whole 'nother world
   D 
A pirate flag and an island girl

Intro

Verse 2:
         A G 
Well my friends back home think I've gone and lost my mind
 C D 
Take a sip of rum and you really would know why
 A G 
Jolly Roger flying on the picnic table
 D 
Blender in the kitchen, willin' and able
       A G 
Don't know what makes you say "What the hell"
              C D 
But when the salt air catches a hold of that sail
 A G 
Something 'bout her makes you just wanna dance
 D 
And she loves to dance

Chorus:
            A G D 
I spent my whole life running around (running around)
               A G D 
Still let the wind kinda blow me around
                  A G 
Well I dropped a note in a bottle
      D 
To a long-legged model
       A G 
And I traded it in for a whole 'nother world
   D 
A pirate flag and an island girl

Solo:
E|--0~--------0~-----------0--------------0-------------|
B|--8h10--10--10---10--12--12hbr--10--12--12hbr--10-----|
G|------------------------------------------------------|
D|------------------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------|x4
(Pirate flag and an island girl)

Bridge:
   C 
I remember back home 'neath the big ol' moon
          D 
Talking 'bout the new world and life was good
 C D 
But here we are in a local bar drinkin' shootin' stars

Chorus:
                  A G D 
I might spend my whole life running around (running around)
               A G D 
Still let the wind kinda blow me around
                  A G 
Well I dropped a note in a bottle
      D 
To a long-legged model
       A G 
And I traded it in for a whole 'nother world
 D 
A pirate flag and an island girl
 A G D 
          A pirate flag and an island girl
 A G D 
          A pirate flag and an island girl
Intro Riff
     

Days Of Gold Chords – Jake Owen V2

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 John Shaw (jashaw@shaw-web.net)
Artist:Jake Owen

Intro:  F Bb Ab F Eb F F 
Long truck bed hop in it, fire engine red like her lip stick
Out here we can let it go
Just me and my good friends
Juggle wine little sip out here baby you just never know
             Bb Ab F Eb F  
Yeah, these are the days of gold
 F 
Well it's a southern summer with whiskeys in the air dogs on the burner
Beers ice cold and got a pretty little lady to hold
Southern Summer and that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar
Gotta hop on the old dirt road these are the days of gold

||:  F Eb F   :|| x2

 F 
A little July sky so high moon shine by the riverside
Stealing hearts and running wild
Yeah Our own world Tennessee boys and girls running free out here it's good time for miles
             Bb Ab F Eb F  
Yeah, these are the days of gold

Well it's a Southern summer with whiskeys in the air dogs on the burner
Beers ice cold and got a pretty little lady to hold
Southern summer and that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar
Gotta hop on the old dirt road in the days of gold

Lead   Bb F Eb Bb F F 
A little bit of you, a little bit of me
What you wanna do, what's it's gonna be
We can get wild, we can live free
Or you can shake it for me baby like a Tambourine.
Slice of watermelon and you spit the seeds
Sweat on you back stickin to the seats
we can take off and beat the heat or bubbles on you honey like a bumble bee
 F 
Yeah it's a Southern summer with whiskeys in the air dogs on the burner
Beers ice cold and got a pretty little lady to hold
Southern summer and that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar
Gotta hop on the old dirt road these are the days of gold

Britney Spears – Work Bitch lyrics

[Britney Spears]
You wanna
You wanna

[Chorus]
You wanna hot body
You want a Bugatti
You want a Maseratti
You better work bitch
You want a Lamborghini
Sip martinis
Look hot in a bikini
You better work bitch
You wanna live fancy
Live in a big mansion
Party in France

You better work bitch
You better work bitch
You better work bitch

Now get to work bitch
(ahhhh)
Now get to work bitch
(ahhhh)

[Verse 1]
Bring it on
Ring the alarm
Don’t stop now
Just be the champion
Work it hard like it’s your profession
Watch out now
‘Cause here it comes

Here comes the smasher
Here comes the master
Here comes the big beat
Big beat to get ya
No time to quit now
Just time to get it now
Pick up what I’m putting down
Pick up what I’m putting down

[Chorus]
You wanna hot body
You want a Bugatti
You want a Maseratti
You better work bitch!
You want a Lamborghini
Sip martinis
Look hot in a bikini
You better work bitch!
You wanna live fancy
Live in a big mansion
Party in France

You better work bitch
You better work bitch
You better work bitch

Now get to work bitch
(ahhhh)
Now get to work bitch
(ahhhh)

[Verse 2]
Break it off
Break it down
See me coming
You can hear my sound
Tell somebody in your town
Spread the word
Spread the word

Go call the police
Go call the governor
I bring the trouble
That means the trouble y’all
I make the governor
Call me the governor
I am the bad bitch
The bitch that you’ll never know

[Bridge]
Hold your head high
Fingers to the sky
They gon’ try to try ya
But they can’t deny ya
Keep it building higher and higher
Keep it building higher and higher

So hold your head high
Fingers to the sky
Now they don’t believe ya
But they gonna need ya
Keep it building higher and higher
Keep it building higher and higher

Work work work….

Work it out work it out…

You better work bitch
You better work bitch

Some Other Day Chords – Tina Dico

 Tina Dico - Some Other Day
Tabbed by eiim (Ultimate-guitar.com)


The chords in parentheses are played right after each other and one strum only.
You can leave them out to make it simpler.


Capo 1st fret


Intro: (x2)

 Bm D F#m E Bm D E Bm D F#m 
I watched the flood on my TV today
    E Bm 
I couldn't say from where
                D E 
Just another flood on my TV
 Bm D F#m 
I wasn't bothered, it was far away
  E Bm 
Worlds away from here
          D E 
From my family and me


 Bm D/F# F#m 
But just for a second I could feel
                   E Bm 
The safe and independent life of mine is not real
             D/F# F#m 
Just for a second I could see
                    E D/F# 
That nothing is forever and nothing is for free


( E F#m E )  A Bm D/F# 
When will I go and make a change
( E F#m E )  A Bm D/F# 
I've got the time and I let it waste
   ( E F#m E )         A Bm D 
I frown at people who don't care but I'm just the same
                 E Bm D F#m E 
I wanna make a difference - maybe some other day

 Bm D E Bm D F#m     
A bomb went off not far from here tonight
      E Bm 
And now I'm wide-awake
              D E 
Tossing and turning in my bed
 Bm D F#m 
A glass of Hennessey's sits by my side
          E Bm 
But with every sip I take
                 D E 
These visions creep into my head


 Bm D/F# F#m 
Just in this second I can see
                     E Bm 
The lights go and bricks and ceilings tumbling on me
               D/F# F#m 
Just in this second I can hear
                        E D/F# 
The steps of panicked neighbours, the sound of fear


 ( E F#m E )  A Bm D/F# 
When will I go and make a change
( E F#m E )  A Bm D/F# 
I've got the time and I let it waste
   ( E F#m E )         A Bm D 
I frown at people who don't care but I'm just the same
                 E F#m    ( E Bm E )
I wanna make a difference - maybe some other day


 D/F# F#m    ( F#m E Bm E )

 D E     ( F#m E Bm E )

 D/F# E     ( F#m E A E )


 D/F#  ( E F#m E A )     Bm D/F# 
    When will I go and make a change
( E F#m E )   A Bm D/F# 
I've got the time and I let it waste
   ( E F#m E )         A 

Easy Chords – Sheryl Crow V2

 Sheryl Crow
Easy
Feels Like Home
Transcribed by: Steven P.


Intro
 A D E A D E A D E A D E 


Verse 1
 A D E A 
   We said the summer we'd go down to Can - cun
              D E F#m 
But no money makes that kind of hard to do
            D A E 
Forget the beach – I’d rather be here with you
         F#m D E 
Playing croquet okay, maybe, that’s not true

Chorus
                 A D E A 
But you make it easy, easy, easy to get away
            D E 
Sit in the sun and drink beer all day
              A D E 
Because it's easy, easy, easier anyway
 A D E 
Hey, who needs Mexi - co?
                  A 
Baby, let's stay home

Interlude
 D E A D E 

Verse 2 
 A D E A 
   We’ll put on bug spray and we'll lose our clothes
             D E F#m 
Put out the lawn chairs and turn on the hose
                 D A E 
We’ll play Jack Johnson, he’s the new Don Ho
              F#m D E  
And we’ll go surfing, surfing, we'll surf the radi - o

Chorus
                    A D E A 
'Cause you make it easy, easy, easy to get away
            D E  
Sit in the sun and drink beer all day
               A D E  
You know it's easy, easy, easier anyway
 A D E 
Hey, who needs Mexi - co?
          A D E 
Oh, hey, who needs Mexi - co?
                  A 
Baby, let's stay home

Solo
 D E A D E 

Bridge
 F#m A F#m  
     Drink margaritas and take in the sunset
                               A 
Later on we'll slip up to our king-size bed
          Bm D   
And make love, love, sweet love

Chorus
             A D E 
You make it easy, easy,       
                A D E 
Oh, yes, it's easy, easy
             A D E A 
You make it easy, easy, easy to get away
            D E  
Sit in the sun and sip tequila all day
              A D E A 
Because it's easy, easy, easier anyway
                D E 
Hey, who needs Mexi - co?
              A D E  
Tell me now, who needs Mexi - co?
                  A D 
Baby, let's stay home 
       E A D E 
Baby, let's stay home
                 A D 
Let's get away, baby
 E A D E A D E 
Oh, let's get away, bab - y, oh...
                A E 
Go on a little holiday...

Fade to end



This is my interpretation of the song and is what I hear. 
I have not supplied the fingerings for the chords in this
song, as they are mostly open. Use standard open chords
for everything except the F#m an

Should We Fight Back Chords – The Parlotones

 Should We Fight Back-The Parlotones

NOTES: 
-C7 is exactly like C but you lift up your first finger.
-High F is exactly the same as barre chord E but in fret 8
-Likewise, high G is exactly the same as barre chord E but in fret 10.

If you need any help, dont hesitate to email me: sjames.zaf@gmail.com


Intro:  C ,  C7 ,  Am ,  G  x2
 C C7 Am G 
Sip it slowly sweetness sometimes tempts us into the silly
 C C7 Am G 
Choked by cherry chocolate charm in a chariot of phony

 Am E 
Have we been fooled? (x2)
   Am G C                             
What, oh what are we to do?

  F Am 
Should we fight back?
     C F 
Or should we just swallow our pride?
              G C 
We won't use violence, we'll try not to break too many hearts

          Am F 
We're idealistic but we're also afraid
 F Am 
Should we fight back?
 F 
Or should we just swallow our pride?

 C ,  C7 ,  Am ,  G  (x2)

Same chords for the next verse and chorus


Follow through the snow, the glow, to the golden city

Swallow our frowns, we'll leave here proud from this island filled with pity


Have we been fooled?

What, oh what are we to do?



Should we fight back?
Or should we just swallow our pride?
We won't use violence, we'll try not to break too many hearts
We're idealistic but we're also afraid
Should we fight back?
Or should we just swallow our ...

Bridge: (I suggest you play all of these as barre chords)

 C E F  [high]         G#  [high]
Pride in who we are and this battle will be won
 C E F  [high]        G  [high]
In dreams we're invincible, we taste victory in our tongues
 F  [high]              E G  [high]
The messiah from the Transkei, born to inspire

Should we fight back?
Or should we just swallow our pride?
We won't use violence, we'll try not to break too many hearts
We're idealistic but we're also afraid
Should we fight back?
Or should we just swallow our pride?

Sexy Weekend Chords – Scoundrels

The capo can vary based upon your voice. 
However, CAPO 3 is good for me.  Enjoy!
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 C Am C Am 
It's getting pretty steamy up in here


 C Am 
A sexy weekend or I'll be your man 
 C Am F 
We'll run through the coast, yeah we're gonna play in the sand
 C Am F 
And if you get lonely, I promise you this, girl
 C Am F 
Ah you can come close, stay rest in my pits


 F C 
But then you call me up, say you're not gonna make

it, cause you've been held up
 F C 
And my suspicions arouse and I know you're faking it,
                    Am F 
you've been caught out


But I've been having those
 C Em Am F C 
Sexy weekends lately, all on my own,
 C Em Am F C 
Sexy weekend lately, all on my own,
 C Em Am F C 
Sexy weekend lately, all on my own,
 C Em Am F C 
Sexy weekend lately, all on my own

( SAME CHORDS CONTINUE THROUGHOUT SONG )

Well I might as well make the best of this situation while I'm here

As I hug on my pillow and I sip on my beer,
No I haven't had this much fun, stalking on Facebook before
And I'm beginning to hit bull's eye on that picture
of you I put up by the door
Yeah, your absence has made it clear, you don't wanna be here
Yeah, despite all the tears I've cried, I'm having a good time, enjoying a

Sexy weekend lately, all on my own,
Sexy weekend lately, all on my own,
Sexy weekend lately, all on my own,
Sexy weekend lately, all on my own

Yeah
Sexy weekend lately, all on my own,
Sexy weekend lately, all on my own,
Sexy weekend lately, all on my own,
 C *  Em *       Am *    F *               C *   ( fade out )
Sexy weekend lately, all on my own

* strum once

Champagne Chords – Cassadee Pope

 Champagne by Cassadee Pope
Album: Frame by Frame
Track 2
2013


Standard Tuning
Capo on the 3rd fret


Chords:

 G :     320003 or 320033
 D :     xx0232
 C :     x32010
 Em :    x22000
 A :     x02220


  Intro:      G D G C       x 2


 G D 
 4 o'clock in the morning, city lights
 G C 
 Like diamonds lighting up the night
 G D 
 The party's over but we're not
 G D 
 Take a taxi down to the water
 G C  
 Moon is out, but it's getting hotter
 G D 
 It's been hours now, but I haven't had a drop
 G C 
 And this feeling won't stop


          G D Em C 
 You're my champagne, baby you got straight to my head
   G D Em C 
 Just one taste, I'm about as high as I can get
 G D 
 Voice shaking, heart skipping
 Em C G 
 One look and my world's spinning out
          D Em C 
 You're my champagne
                  G D Em C 
 You're my champaaaaaaaaagne


 G D 
 Long walk home cut through the park
 G C 
 Give away our secrets underneath the stars
 G D G C                  
 Getting lost, but we laugh it off
 G D 
 Don't got cash, but we got time to spend
 G C 
 Don't stop, don't want this night to end
 G D Em C 
 Wanna drink it up, every sip of you


          G D Em C 
 You're my champagne, baby you got straight to my head
   G D Em C 
 Just one taste, I'm about as high as I can get
 G D 
 Voice shaking, heart skipping
 Em C G 
 One look and my world's spinning out
          D Em C 
 You're my champagne
                 A 
 You're my champagne

   C G A C 
 Never giving up on you


          G D Em C 
 You're my champagne, baby you got straight to my head
   G D Em C    
 My champagne, you know baby you go straight to my head
   G D Em C 
 Just one taste, I'm about as high as I can get
 G D 
 Voice shaking, heart skipping
 Em C G 
 One look and my world's spinning out
          D Em C 
 You're my champagne
                  G D Em C 
 You're my champaaaaaaaagne
                  G D Em C 
 You're my champaaaaaaaagne
                 G    
 You're my champagne

Trip Around The World Chords – Alexz Johnson

 Trip Around The World by Alexz Johnson
Album: Voodoo
Track 8
2010


Standard Tuning
Capo on the 3rd fret


Chords:

 Em :     x22000
 C :      x32010
 G :      320003
 D :      xx0232 or x54030


( Em )
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
        ( C )                    ( G )
 In the back seat rolling down shady lane
( D )                                      ( Em )
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today


      Em 
 The money, the money is getting in the way
  C 
 Anyway you look at it, its looking at your face
    G 
 Standing in line on a windy day
         D 
 Youre pushing it along

 Its pushing you away
  Em 
 I wont regret anything I say
   C 
 Why do people care what I think anyway
   G 
 We can forget about the trouble and the pain
        D 
 And leave it in the water let it water down the drain


 Em 
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
          C G 
 In the back seat rolling down shady lane
 D  
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
     Em 
 I like it, I like it that way
  Em 
 I dont mind if you dont mind
 C G 
 But we can see what the hell we will find
 D 
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
     Em 
 I like it, I like it that way


       Em 
 You love it, I love it, I love it when youre free
  C 
 Anyway you look at it, its how its meant to be
   G 
 Nine to five is becoming a disease
   D 
 Not even a second left to bandage up your knee
   Em 
 Make the rules to your own game
   C 
 Sip your champagne and tell em where to get some
 G 
 At the end of the day enjoy the taste
   D 
 Were on a big balloon floating in space


 Em 
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
          C G 
 In the back seat rolling down shady lane
 D  
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
     Em 
 I like it, I like it that way
  Em 
 I dont mind if you dont mind
 C G 
 But we can see what the hell we will find
 D 
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
     Em 
 I like it, I like it that way


  Em C G D Em Em 
 Listen, listen it could be an addiction
   C 
 Missing every moment like a physical condition
 G 
 It brings you down and isnt it profound
    D 
 Stop and take a second look around this town
   Em 
 Things are changing all the time
   C 
 Keep it in mind when youre feeling kicked down
 G 
 The doubt, the trouble and the drought
       D 
 You take it in before it takes you out


 Em 
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
          C G 
 In the back seat rolling down shady lane
 D  
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
     Em 
 I like it, I like it that way
  Em 
 I dont mind if you dont mind
 C G 
 But we can see what the hell we will find
 D 
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
     Em 
 I like it, I like it that way

 Em 
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
          C G 
 In the back seat rolling down shady lane
 D  
 Lets take a Trip Around The World today
     Em 
 I like it, I like it that way
 

Teenage Kings Tabs by Emblem 3

 Teenage Kings by Emblem3
Tuning: Standard

Intro: (Also plays in the verse)

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|------5-----8------6----------8----|
|-------5---7---------7-7-----9-----|
|----5-----5------7----7------------|
|---3------------5--------5s8-------|
|-----------------------------------|

Chords:

    C         G        Dm         F        
|-------| |-------| |-------| |-------| 
|---5---| |-------| |---6---| |-------| 
|---5---| |---4---| |---7---| |---2---|
|---5---| |---5---| |---7---| |---3---| 
|---3---| |---5---| |---5---| |---3---| 
|-------| |---3---| |-------| |---1---| 

C                      G
I take a puff of my cigarillo,
     Dm                     F
Then I say what up like, "Hello."
C                        G
Party hard, pedal to the metal.
  Dm                            F
A part of growing up is living like a rebel.
C                     G
No stoppin the girls from teeny-boppin.
Dm                     F
No tops, just rockin bikini bottoms.
C                   G
Backyard boxin, half pipe droppin,
     Dm                          F
The jocks and the nerds man everybody's rockin.
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Refrain:
C        G             Dm         F
 And when we are all looking back
(One day when we're lookin back),
C                           G              Dm
 We'll think of this night so let's make it last.
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Chorus:
F            C         F       G             F
Cause we're teenage kings pretending we're famous,
    C           F       G                F
And we won't leave til someone gets shameless,
        C                     F
It's a five-day fight til the saturday night
         G                      F
When the guys get hyped and the girls get low!
 C        F      G               F
Teenage kings pretending we're famous, yeah.
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(Intro tab)

C                         G
 I take a sip of another Red Bull,
     Dm                             F
Everybody on the move lookin for someone to XO.
C                            G
Everything is good, and everything is cool,
  Dm                          F
Except for the fool who fell into the pool.
C                              G
 What up ladies, I'm glad that you could stop by,
Dm                  F
 Freshmen trippin out because you got high,
C                             G
And daisy dukes when you walk by, I swat thighs,
Dm                           F
 Let the good times roll and let the top fly!

(Refrain)
(Chorus)

C   F      G                F
 Nina with Josie, with Jack McColl!
C      F      G            F
 Jay's actin dumb runnin into walls.
C    F             G             F
 Someone's passed out with the candle.
      C                F          G       F
We're rollin, we're rollin, like teenage kings.

(Refrain)
(Chorus)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N2pm6JSz7A (Teenage Kings)

What Are You Drinking About Chords – Florida Georgia Line

 What Are You Drinking About 
Recorded by Florida Georgia Line

(No Capo)

Intro.:  |( C ) |( D )( Em )| x 2ai

( C ) Well hey girl, what's a girl like you ( D )doing in a place ( Em )like this?usa
With lipstick ( C )on the edge of your cocktail glass, ( D ) you took a sip and it was ( Em )gone so fast
( C ) It looks to me like you might need another one, ( D ) a double one, ( Em )yeah me too
( C ) You're too pretty to look so blue, I ( D )hope you don't mind ( Em )me asking you girl

(Chorus)
( C ) What are you drinkin' about ( D ) to-( Em )night? 
( C ) Are you shootin' down some old love, ( D ) baby, that ( Em )makes two of us
( C ) In the same bar, ( D ) in the same ( Em )boat
( C ) A little bit of mistake, whis-( D )key ( Em )and a little bit of coke
( Am ) And a whole ( Bm ) lot of lonely too
( C ) What are you drinkin' 'bout, ( D ) 'cause baby, I'm drinkin' 'bout ( C )you

Inst.:  / / / |( D )( Em )|( C ) |( D )( Em )|

( C ) Well hey girl, what's a girl like you ( D )doing here feeling ( Em )like me?
Memories ( C ) on the edge of your cocktail glass, ( D ) with every sip ( Em )they're fading so fast
( C ) It looks to me like you might need another one, ( D ) a double one, ( Em ) yeah me too
( C ) I'm already forgettin' 'bout who ( D )broke my heart ( Em )when I'm lookin' at you, girl

(Chorus)
( C ) What are you drinkin' about ( D ) to-( Em )night? 
( C ) Are you shootin' down some old love, ( D ) baby, that ( Em )makes two of us
( C ) In the same bar, ( D ) in the same ( Em )boat
( C ) A little bit of mistake, whis-( D )key ( Em )and a little bit of coke
( Am ) And a whole ( Bm ) lot of lonely too
( C ) What are you drinkin' 'bout, ( D ) 'cause baby, I'm drinkin' 'bout

( C ) You and me gettin' outta here, disappear, headed south where the coast is clear
For-( Bm )get about him, forget about her, and all the never were's, never were's
Never were ( Bb ) meant to be's, so baby ( Am )look in my eyes and tell me

(Chorus)
( C ) What are you drinkin' about ( D ) to-( Em )night? 
( C ) Are you shootin' down some old love, ( D ) baby, that ( Em )makes two of us
( C ) In the same bar, ( D ) in the same ( Em )boat
( C ) A little bit of mistake, whis-( D )key ( Em )and a little bit of coke
( Am ) And a whole ( Bm ) lot of lonely too
( C ) What are you drinkin' 'bout, ( D ) 'cause baby, I'm drinkin' 'bout ( C )you |( D )( Em )|

(Tag)
( C ) What are you, what are you, what are you ( D )drinkin' 'bout ( Em )baby?
( C ) What are you, what are you, what are you ( D )drinkin' 'bout ( Em )baby?
( C ) What are you, what are you, what are you ( D )drinkin' 'bout ( Em )baby? ( C ) -----

Beer In The Headlights Chords – Luke Bryan V2

 **Standard Tuning or Half-Step Down with Capo on 1st Fret**)

Intro Chords:  G  -  Dm  ,o(pause)  G Bm A  x2

Verse:  G  -  Dm  ,o-  Em  -  A G  -  Dm 
Honey suckle in the air, breeze blowing through your hair
 Em  -  A 
Hundred stars hanging high, under your still tideai
 G  -  Dm  ,o
Up in every move you make, baby I'm your DJusa
Em - A - (* G First Verse Only)
Your my favorite song, won't you let me sing-a-long 

Chorus:  G  -  Bm  -  A G  -  Bm  -  A 
Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere
 G  -  Bm  -  A 
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere
 G  -  Bm  -  A 
I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your Spinnin' around 
 G  -  Bm  -  A 
takin' a sip, swingin' your hips, girl your looking so Fine 
(pause)                           G  -  Bm  -  A 
with your beer in the headlights

Verse:  G  -  Dm  ,o-  Em  -  A 

Heart beating like a drum, call me the lucky one
Shining these Hi-Beams on you baby, boots stiring up the dirt
Cottonfield concert, you got the beautiful, I got the cooler full

Chorus:  G  -  Bm  -  A 

Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere
I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your
Spinnin' around, takin' a sip, swingin' your hips, girl your looking so
Fine, with your beer in the headlights

 G  -  Bm  -  A 

With your beer in the headlights,

Bridge:  G  -  Dm  ,o-  Em  -  A 

Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere, nowhere
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere
Ohhh ohh ohhh

 G  -  Bm  -  A 

I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your
Spinnin' around, takin' a sip, swingin' your hips,
Girl your looking so fine, with your beer in the headlights

 G  -  Bm  -  A 

With your beer in the headlights
With your beer in the headlights
With your beer in the headlights 

Beer In The Headlights Chords – Luke Bryan

 Luke Bryan,  "Beer In The Headlights"


(intro)
This is the main lick through the song.
3x
e|-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-|
B|-3-s5-5-3-3-s5-5-3-5-|
G|-2-s4-4-2-2-s4-4-2-4-|
D|-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-|
A|-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-|
E|-x--x-x-x-x--x-x-x-x-|

3x
 G Bm A 

(verse)
 G 
Honey suckle in the air, breeze blowing through your hair
 Bm A 
Hundred stars hanging high, under your still tide
 G 
Up in every move you make, baby I'm your DJ
 Bm A G 
Your my favorite song, won't you let me sing a long


(chorus)
 G Bm A 
Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere
   G Bm A 
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere
           G Bm A 
I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your
                  G A 
Spinnin' around, takin' a sip, swingin' your hips, girl your looking so fine
(no chord)                       G Bm A ,
With your beer in the headlights


(verse)
 G 
Heart beating like a drum, call me the lucky one
 Bm A 
Shining these Hi-Beams on you baby
 G 
Boots stiring up the dirt, cottonfield concert
 Bm A   (no chord)
You got the beautiful,   I got the cooler full


(chorus)
 G Bm A 
Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere
   G Bm A 
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere
           G Bm A 
I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your
                  G A 
Spinnin' around, takin' a sip, swingin' your hips, girl your looking so fine
 A 
With your beer in the headlights


(instrumental-bridge, chorus-out)
 G Bm A G Bm A ,
          With your beer in the headlights,
 G Bm A 
Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere (nowhere)
 G Bm A  
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere (Ohh ohh ohhh)
           G Bm A 
I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your
                  G 
Spinnin' around, takin' a sip, swingin' your hips, 
           A G Bm A ,
Girl your looking so fine, with your beer in the headlights
                                  G Bm A ,
With your beer in the headlights 
                                  G Bm A , 
With your beer in the headlights
                                  G Bm A 
With your beer in the headlights

Your Mama Shouldve Named You Whiskey Chords – Luke Bryan

 For the bridge I couldn't tell for sure what some of the chords were so if you 
think something sounds better then whats there, by all means use it

CAPO 1

INTRO:  G EM  x4


VERSE 1

 G Em 
Just a little taste wont hurt at all
 G Em G Em G Em 
but once I get a sip, i know I'm gonna wanna drink it gone, all gone
 G Em     
90 proof is an understatement 
 G Em G Em 
I get around you and I'm way past wasted
                 G Em 
I cant think at all

CHORUS

 C Em G Em G 
Your mama should've named you whiskey
 C Em G Em G 
I never should've let you kiss me
 C Em G Em G 
And every time you leave it hits me
 C                              
Your mama should've named you whiskey


REPEAT INTRO


VERSE 2

 G Em 
Girl you got a smile like a devil on my shoulder
 G Em G Em G Em 
Tempting me sayin', honey come over now, right now
 G Em 
I know I shouldn't wanna, but i think I'm probably gonna 
      G Em G Em 
Even though I know I'm gonna be wakin' up hurtin' in the morning 
                     G Em 
Shoulda come with a warning 

CHORUS

 C Em G Em G 
Your mama should've named you whiskey
 C Em G Em G 
I never should've let you kiss me
 C Em G Em G 
And every time you leave it hits me
 C Em G Em G 
Your mama should've named you whiskey


BRIDGE

 Em Eb / Em 
I'm addicted girl, I'm hangin' on
                         C 
I'm a fool in love, I'm long past gone
 D 
Yeah so, come on

CHORUS

 C Em G Em G 
Your mama should've named you whiskey
 C Em G Em G 
I never should've let you kiss me
 C Em G Em G 
And every time you leave it hits me
 C Em G Em G 
Your mama should've named you whiskey

Fall Down Chords – Will I Am

 Will.i.am feat Miley Cyrus

Fall Down

Capo 1

Intro

 Bm A D G D G D A  (repeat)

 Bm A D G D G D A 
You make my world you make my world go round
 Bm A D G D G D A 
You turn me up you turn me upside down
 Bm A D G D G D A 
You make my world you make my world go round
 Bm A D G D G    
You get me off you get me off the ground

                       Bm A D G       
You pick me up when I fa    ll  down
                       Bm A D G 
You pick me up when I fa   ll down

 Bm A 
Girl you like an elevator cause you always pick me up
 Bm A 
Girl your like a doctor when I'm sick you always stitch me up
 Bm A 
You could be my DJ I'm your record come and mix me up
 G D 
You can be my lollipop  let me let me lick you up
 Bm A 
On the bottom on the top baby let me flip you up
 Bm A 
You could be my soda pop coco cola  sip it up
 Bm A 
Whip cream whip it up strip unzip it up
 G D 
I could be your chip you my dip let me dip it up

 Bm A D G D G D A 
You make my world you make my world go round
 Bm A D G D G D A 
You turn me up you turn me upside down
 Bm A D G D G D A 
You make my world you make my world go round
 Bm A D G D G 
You get me off you get me off the ground

                       Bm A D G 
You pick me up when I fa     ll down
                       Bm A D G 
You pick me up when I fa    ll down

                       Bm A D G 
You pick me up when I fa     ll down
                       Bm A D G 
You pick me up when I fa    ll down

 Bm A 
Boy your like an elevator casuse you always pick me up
 Bm A 
Boy your like my doctor when I'm sick you always stitch me up
 Bm A 
You could be my DJ I'm your record come and mix me up
 G D 
Boy just be my lollipop come on let me let me lick you up

 Bm A D G D G D A 
You make my world you make my world go round
 Bm A D G D G D A 
You turn me up you turn me upside down
 Bm A D G D G D A 
You make my world you make my world go round
 Bm A D G D G 
You get me off you get me off the ground
                       Bm A D<

No Sleep Till Brooklyn Chords – Beastie Boys

 D F G A F D F G 
No sleep till
 A F 
Brooklyn

 D F G A F  (2x)

Foot on the pedal, never ever false metal
                                          D 
Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job ain't a job, it's a damn good time
                                  A F D 
City to city, I'm running my rhymes
On location, touring around the nation
                                  D 
Beastie Boys always on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable
                                              A F D 
I do what I do best because I'm willing and able
Ain't no faking, your money I'm taking
                                                        D 
Going coast to coast, watching all the girlies shaking
While you're at the job working nine to five
The Beastie Boys are at the Garden, cold kickin' it live

 D F G A F D F G A F 
         No sleep till

 D F G A F 
Another plane, another train, another bottle in the brain
Another girl, another fight, another drive all night


Our manager's crazy, he always smokes dust
                                              D 
He's got his own room at the back of the bus
Tour around the world, you rock around the clock
                                A F D 
Plane to hotel, girls on the jock
We're thrashing hotels like it's going out of style
                                                         D 
Getting paid along the way 'cause it's worth your while
Four on the floor, Ad Rock's out the door
                                                     D 
MCA's in the back 'cause he's skeezin' with a whore
We got a safe in the trunk with money in a stack
With dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back

 D F G A F D F G A F 
         No sleep till
   D F G A F 
No sleep till Brooklyn
   D F G A F D 
No sleep till Brooklyn

Ain't seen the light since we started this band
                           D 
MCA, get on the mic my man
Born and bred in Brooklyn, the U.S.A.
They call me Adam Yauch, but I'm MCA
Like a lemon to a lime, a lime to a lemon
                                           D 
I sip the def ale with all the fine women
Got limos, arenas, TV shows
                                   D 
Autograph pictures and classy hoes

Step off homes, get out of my way
                                        D 
Taxing little girlies form here to L.A.
Waking up before I get to sleep
'Cause I'll be rocking this party eight days a week

 D F G A F D F G A F 
         No sleep till
   D F G A F 
No sleep till Brooklyn
   D F G A F 
No sleep till Brooklyn
   D F G A F 
No sleep till Brooklyn
   D F G A F 
No sleep till Brooklyn

INSTR

Teenage Kings Chords – Emblem 3

 I think this is pretty close. some of the lyrics might be off and the chords may 
be off as well because of the rapping and how fast the song is going. i hope this 
is right! feel free to comment and rate this
No Capo Needed. 

 C G Dm F C          
I take a puff on my cigarette, then I say what up like, "Hello." Party hard,
        G Dm F C   
pedal to the metal. A part of growing up is living like a rebel. No stoppin 
      G Dm F C 
the girls from teeny-boppin. No tops, she's rockin bikini bottoms. Backyard
            G Dm F 
 boxin, half pipe droppin, the jocks and the nerds man everybody's rockin.
 C G Dm F C 
And when we are all looking back (one day when we're lookin back), we'll 
                 G Dm     
think of this night so let's make it last.
  F C G Dm F C G 
Cause we're teenage kings pretending we're famous. And we won't leave til 
  Dm F C G 
someone gets shameless. It's a five day fight til the saturday night when 
       Dm F C G Dm    
the guys get high and the girls get loose. Teenage kings pretending we're
   F  
famous, yeah.
 C G Dm F 
I take a sip off another Red Bull, everybody on the move lookin for someone
         C G Dm            
to XO. Everything is good, and everything is cool, except for the fool who 
   F C G Dm 
fell into the pool. What up ladies, I'm glad that you could stop by. Freshman 
          F C G 
trippin out because he got high. And daisy dukes when you walk by, I swat 
          Dm F C 
thighs. Let the good times roll and let the top fly.
       G Dm F C 
And when we are all looking back (one day when we're lookin back), we'll 
                 G Dm 
think of this night so let's make it last.
  F C G Dm F C G 
Cause we're teenage kings pretending we're famous. And we won't leave til
   Dm F C G          
someone gets shameless. It's a five day fight til the saturday night when
      Dm F C G Dm        
the guys get high and the girls get loose. Teenage kings pretending 
         F 
we're famous, yeah.
 C G Dm F C G Dm F      
Leela and Joe sit with Jack McColl. Jay's actin dumb runnin into walls.
 C G Dm F C G        
Someone's passed out with the candle. We're rollin, we're rollin, like
   Dm F 
teenage kings.
 C G Dm F C G            
And when we are all looking back, we'll think of this night so let's make it 
  Dm 
last.
 F C G Dm F C G 
Cause we're teenage kings pretending we're famous. And we won't leave til  
    Dm F C G        
someone gets shameless

SLOW MOTION V2 Lyrics – LIL' WAYNE


Voice:

In the event that you dont like this the answer is rather easy

this is different, some of you will not and can not accept change

this is the way of slow motion

Verse 1:

He say she say naw fuck dat let me say overdose on it cause life seems so much better in slow motion

lying in the ocean with the angel fishes Im all twisted up and thrown away rained down tha drain dispose my soul into the cold winter snow of Chicago and feel me when the wind blows… that Styrofoam got me gone in zone Im so cold feeling all alone well not by myself cuz I got me yea and despite all the lies I tried when ya look me in the eyes tell me that you love me so cuz if u dont when I die I will come back and haunt am I the villain to be killing cuz I fucked up so now Im chilling just me and my drank up in the cup sipping it all up

Bridge:

one mo sip and I will be free

Keep my head inside tha bottle

spend my life in constant sorrow

but sometimes I pretend that im fine.

Hook:

one mo sip will free my mind

it will take me away somewhere far beyond and leave this world behind.

it will take me away

Verse 2:

one more sip of this here codeine might be the end for me

sipping down that slow motion that Styrofoam got me gone in my zone

overdosing off this late night intoxication keep my head in the the bottle inhaling exhaling exhausted I lost it barely breathing mo like wheezing from tha weed n tha drinking and leaning is got me thinking

I need to slow it down and take it ounce by ounce

But I cant and I wont

I will be strung on forever I will go on forever as long as I

study high like astrology aint no stopping me never will gona be sorry for this oh sad story no Maury just downn downn the quicker picker upper

Bridge:

one mo sip and I will be free

Keep my head inside tha bottle

spend my life in constant sorrow

but sometimes I pretend that im fine.

Hook:

one mo sip will free my mind

it will take me away somewhere far beyond and leave this world behind

that Styrofoam got me gone in my zone it will take me away

x3

Bridge:

one mo sip and I will be free

Keep my head inside tha bottle

spend my life in constant sorrow

but sometimes I pretend that im fine.

Hook:

one mo sip will free my mind

it will take me away somewhere far beyond and leave this world behind

that Styrofoam got me gone in my zone it will take me away

GIN AND TAP WATER Lyrics – WAX


It's past 2 A.M. and I'm thinking 'bout you
Just took my last sip off my last bud light brew
I wanna keep drinking, what should I do
They can't serve no alcohol like I said it's after two
There's only one thing in my freezer
It sits by itself just like me
A frosty old bottle of Seagrams
That reminds me of how it used to be
I've never seen no psychiatrist, I've never seen no shrink
But these lonely thoughts, they're all that I think
And it feels so lonely, when I stand by that sink
Gin and tap water is a lonely man's drink

STRAIGHT TO PARADISE Lyrics – WAX


Walking around with my eyes sewn shut
Passing by the most beautiful things in the world like so what
Find an empty spot on a curb, and post up
Next to a homeless man, cart full of soda cans
Smiling, how's he in a better mood than I am in
When I'm an inch away from achieving my dreams
There's different types of achievement it seems
The intravenous needle fiends to the people that dream of seeing
Themselves up on the screens
We all tryna chase a high
What is it with human being, we're never satisfied
My only conclusion's confusion
And my only solution is the illusion I create through boozin
Fuck it, my eyes open, I pop my tall beer
Toast to Los Angeles, we all here
From Skid Row to the names up in the blaring lights
I take a sip and I'm headed straight to paradise

Every day I battle with my inner consciousness
Trying to get him to become an optimist
Trying to convince him god exists
And to focus on the positive and take pride in my accomplishments
But he only speaks he doesn't hear
A radio newsfeed always in my ear
And I, just wish it would disappear
An embodiment of all my insecurities and fear

And it keeps me wide awake lying late at night nervous
Mind racing, contemplating life's purpose
But isn't that a contemplation that is quite worthless
And I'm still awake when the sunlight surface
I just
Relax, lie still
Count sheep, drink more nyquil
Lord help me sleep I say a prayer at night
And in my dreams I'm going straight to paradise
Too much time alone all I think about is death
I'm a chain smoker how much time I got left
I swear there's something wrong going on inside my chest
I ain't seen a doctor nI should probably get a test
I just wish I wasn confident in an afterlife
If it turned out that I was wrong I'd be dead it wouldn't matter right
I drink too much, for the numbness
I think to much, but yearn for dumbness
I wish that I was satisfied
By the cars, the restaurants and the Maitre D's
I love steak, put me back inside the matrix please
We can all talk about the weather forecast or the sportscast
Or the fucking jersey shore cast
Get money, keep makin
Fuck bitches, eat bacon
Lord forgive me, I say a prayer at night
And when I die I'm going straight to paradise