Tag: Rollin

Free And Easy Chords – Dierks Bentley V3

 ( G ) Pair of boots and a ( C ) sack of clothes
( D ) Free and easy, down the ( C ) road I ( G ) go
( G )Hangin' memories on the ( C ) high line poles
( D ) Free and easy, down the ( C ) road I ( G ) go
( D ) Free and easy, down the ( C ) road I ( G ) go

Ragweed's rockin' on the radio
Free and easy, down the road I go
So I keep rollin' like an old banjo
Free and easy, down the road I go

  Got the ( C ) sun ( G ) shinin' ( C ) on me like a ( G ) big spot( D )light
  So I ( C ) know ( G ) everyth( C )ing is gonna ( G ) be all ( D ) right

Ain't no tellin' where the wind might blow
Free and easy, down the road I go
Livin' life like a Sunday stroll
Free and easy, down the road I go
Free and easy, down the road I go
 
  If you ( C ) on( G )ly ( C ) get to go ar( G )ound one ( D ) time
  I'm gonna ( C ) sit ( G ) back and ( C ) try to en( G )joy the ( D ) ride

I could make a million or wind up broke
Free and easy, down the road I go
Can't take it with you when you go
Free and easy, down the road I go
Someday I know it's gonna take me home
Free and easy, down the road I go
Free and easy, down the road I go

TOOTHBRUSH Lyrics – WAX


She love me, she love me, she love me,
She love me too much
She left her, she left her,
She lef her toothbrush

Oooooowwwww

What happened here?
Right below my cabinet mirror
There used to be two brushes
Now there's three toothbrushes
I never said I was a mathematician
But from now on she gonna have to ask permission
If she wanna leave shit here, what's this here?
It's a brazier, gotta get this clear
Run up out the bathroom cursing up a storm
Didn't see there was a purse up on my floor
My foot gets caught up in the strap
Splat, I fall flat, on my back
And the purse gets emptied all over the ground
And now it's tampons everywhere rollin around
Damn, this gettin out of control
She really needs to slow her roll

I come home and you're on my couch
Go back to ya mama's house
I just wanted to relax and unwind on it
You laid out smokin weed drinkin wine on it
This ain't what I wanted
And the lease only got just one name signed on it
And that's mine on it, not yours
It'd be different if you would mop floors
Take out the trash, do somethin
Every day you're the opposite of hustlin
Doing your nails is not a part time job

I ain't even know she had a house key
She took it out my pocket and she copied it without me
At that home depot store
Now I'm never lonely no more
She's here, whenever she likes
Every day, every night
And I just need my privacy I doubt that she's
Tryin to spy on me she probably just wanna be
By my tv to watch it free
I love when she's on top of me
But that don't give her no rights to my property
I'm glad you're concerned with dental healthcare
But that's the end of the discussion brush em elsewhere

CHORUS (repeated till end of song)

God this girl is driving me bananas
The only solution I can think of is to dance
Woo, ow ow ow
I can't believe she parked in my parking spot man I'm going in
This house right now after that half mile walk
And giving her a piece of my mind

(girl)
Oh I'm so glad you're home I tivoed sex and the city so we could watch it
As soon as you got here
Don't be mad baby I spilled a bottle of nail polish remover on your laptop
I got an idea for a fun project this weekend let's paint the bathroom walls pink
Oh I didn't tell you my parents are coming tonight, oh, speaking of my parents can we do thanksgiving dinner here?

Gin And Juice Chords – Snoop Dogg V2

 So this is how I play this song. It's kind of a mix of the Gourds and the Snoop Version. 

Anyway, just kind of chug on the chords in the verse, then really open it up in the chorus.

Verse:  C G Am F 
With so much drama in the L.B.C.
It's kinda hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like every single day

May I, kick a little something for the G's?
And, make a few ends as I breeze through
Two in the mornin' and the party's still jumpin'
'Cause my momma ain't home

I got bitches in the living room gettin' it on
And, they ain't leavin' 'til six in the mornin'
So what you wanna do? Shit, I got a pocket
Full of rubbers and my homeboys do too

So turn off the lights and close the doors
But, but what? We don't love them ho's, yeah
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this

Chorus: 
 C G                       
Rollin' down the street,
         Am F C 
smokin' endo Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back
N. C .
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
(repeat)

Verse:  C G Am F 
Now that I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now this type of shit happens all the time
You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine

Everything is fine when you listenin' to the D-O-G
I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
Who listens, to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street

And get to mackin' to this bitch named Sadie
She used to be the homeboys lady
(Oh, that bitch?)
Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these N-U-T's, 'cause you gets none of these

At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
Bitch, I'm just

Chorus: 
 C G                       
Rollin' down the street,
         Am F C 
smokin' endo Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back
N. C .
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
(repeat)

Later on that day, my homey
Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J of some bubonic chronic
That made me choke, shit, this ain't no joke

I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah, I'm fucked up now
But it ain't no stoppin', I'm still poppin'
Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton

To serve me, not with a cherry on top
'Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin' up off the cot
Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love you ho's, I'm out the do' and I'll be

Chorus: 
 C G                       
Rollin' down the street,
        Am F C 
smokin' endo Sippin' on gin and juice, BEEOTCH!
N. C .
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
(repeat)

Thinking Of You Chords – Kesha

 F# 
Can I hit you later?
 C# 
‘Cause it’s my jam.
 D#m D#m 
Rollin’ in my beat up,
 B 
Gold Trans Am.


 F# 
Sorry, I can’t hear you,
 C# 
And I got plans.
 D#m D#m 
You won’t get me naked,
 B 
You had your chance.


 F# 
I know I said I wouldn’t,
 C# 
Talk about you publicly but,
 D#m D#m 
That was before I caught you,
 B 
Lyin’ and cheating on me, slut!



 F# 
I was down for you hardcore,
 C# 
While you were out trying to score,
 D#m D#m 
Found out you’re full of it,
 B 
I’m over it, so suck my dick.


 F# 
I heard our song on the radio,
 C# 
And I see your face everywhere I go,
 D#m 
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
 B 
I’ve been thinking of you,

Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.


 F# 
But now my song’s on the radio,
 C# 
And you see my face everywhere you go,
 D#m 
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
 B 
I’ve been thinking of you,

Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.


So I’ve got your message,
Are you having fun,
With your fugly girlfriend?
I’ve moved on.
Can I hit you later?
Gotta get to stage,
In a brand new city,
Gettin’ laid.

I know I said I wouldn’t,
Talk about you publicly but,
That was before I caught you,
Lyin’ and cheating on me, slut!

I was down for you hardcore,
While you were out trying to score,
Found out you’re full of it,
I’m over it, so suck my dick.

I heard our song on the radio,
And I see your face everywhere I go,
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
I’ve been thinking of you,
Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.

But now my song’s on the radio,
And you see my face everywhere you go,
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
I’ve been thinking of you,
Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.

Oh! Heard our song on the radio,
And I see your face everywhere I go,
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
I’ve been thinking of you,
Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.

But now my song’s on the radio,
And you see my face everywhere you go,
I thought I’d call just to let you know,
I’ve been thinking of you,
Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.

Back Home Again Chords – John Denver V4

 I'm posting this for those people who want to play this song without the need
 for a bass player. there are lots of the more difficult chords than in the
 other versions of this song and even two that I don't know the name of but
 it certainly sounds right!

please rate :P

    E E7 F#m G#m A A *    B B7 A **
e|-0----0----2----4----0----0----2----2----0-|
B|-0----0----2----4----2----2----4----4----2-|
G|-1----1----2----4----2----3----4----2----1-|
D|-2----0----4----6----2----2----4----4----2-|
A|-2----2----4----6----0----0----2----2----0-|
E|-0----0----2----4----x----x----x----x----x-|

           E E7 F#m G#m A A *  
There's a storm across the valley,       clouds are rollin' in
     B B7 E 
The afternoon is heavy on your shoulders
           E E7 F#m G#m A A *
There's a truck out on the four lane       a mile or more away
     B B7 E 
The whinin' of his wheels just makes it colder

         E E7 F#m G#m A A *
He's an hour away from ridin' on your prayers up in the sky
     B B7 E 
And ten days on the road are barely gone
           E E7 F#m G#m A A *
There's a fire softly burnin',         supper's on the stove
              B B7 E E7 F#m G#m 
But it's the light in your eyes that makes him warm

 A B E E7 F#m G#m  
Hey it's good to be back home again
 A B E F#m G#m A 
   Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
         B B7 E   
Yes 'n' hey, it's good to be back home again

(all verse's and chorus's use the same chords)

There's all the news to tell him, how'd you spend your time
What's the latest thing the neighbors say
And your mother called last Friday, Sunshine made her cry
You felt the baby move just yesterday

Hey it's good to be back home again - yes it is
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
Yes 'n' hey, it's good to be back home again

Bridge:
     A B E A A **
And oh, the time that I can lay this tired old body down 
     F#m B7 E E7  
and feel your fingers feather soft upon me 
     A B E A A **
The kisses that I live for, the love that lights my way 
     F#m A B B7 
the happiness that living with you brings me  


It's the sweetest thing I know of, just spending time with you
It's the little things that make a house a home
Like a fire softly burnin' supper on the stove
The light in your eyes that makes me warm

Hey it's good to be back home again
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
Yes 'n' hey, it's good to be back home again

Hey it's good to be back home again 
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
Hey, it's good to be back home again
        B B7 E        
I said hey it's good to be back home again

Summertime Chords – Kenny Chesney V3

 Summertime by Kenny Chesney

Chords
   E Asus F# A2 B A F#m 
--0----0----0----0----0----0----2--|
--0----0----0----0----0----2----2--|
--1----2----3----6----8----2----2--|
--2----2----4----7----9----2----3--|
--2----0----4----7----9----0----3--|
--0----X----2----5----7----X----2--|
* - Last Chorus only

Intro is played  E F# A2  (x2)

 E 
Summertime is finally here
 E 
That ole ball park man is back in gear 
        Asus 
Out on 49, man I can see the lights
 E 
School's out the night's roll in 
 E 
Man just like a long lost friend 
            Asus 
You ain't seen in a while, you can't help but smile


Chorus:
          E F# A2 
And it's two bare feet on the dashboard
         B 
Young love and an old Ford
 E F# A2 
Cheap shades and a tattoo and a yoo-hoo
 B 
Bottle (rollin')* on the floorboard
 E F# A2 
Perfect song on the radio
        B A2 
Sing along cause it's one we know
 A 
It's a smile, it's a kiss, it's a sip of wine
              E F# A 
It's summertime
               E F# A B 
Sweet summertime


 E 
Temperature says 93 down at the deposit
 E Asus 
And guarantee but that swimmin' hole it's nice and cold
 E 
Bikini bottoms underneath
 E 
But the boys hearts still skip a beat
           Asus 
When them girls shimmy off them ole cutoffs


CHORUS

 D Asus 
The more things change the more they stay the same
 F#m E 
Don't matter how old you are 
          A B 
Man you know what I'm talking bout yeah baby when you got...


CHORUS


Outro:  E F# A2 B  (repeat)

Ramblin Man Acoustic Chords – The Allman Brothers Band

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Ramblin Man chords for acoustic guitar
The Allman Brothers 1973 (Dickey Betts from the album Brothers and Sisters )

Capo IV*

 E A E A E A/E E D       **        E A 
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man 
 E A B B7 **
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can 
     A E 
And when it's time for leavin' 
   C#m A 
I hope you'll understand 
 E B E 
That I was born a ramblin' man 

    E A E 
My father was a gambler down in Georgia 
                    A B B7 
He wound up on the wrong end of a gun
     A E C#m A 
And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus 
 E B E 
Rollin' down highway forty-one 

 E D       **        E A 
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man 
 E A B B7 
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can 
     A E 
And when it's time for leavin' 
   C#m A 
I hope you'll understand 
 E B E 
That I was born a ramblin' man 

break

     E A E 
I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin' 
                    A B B7 
I'm leavin' out of Nashville, Tennessee 
         A E C#m A 
They're always having a good time down on the bayou, Lord 
 E B E 
Delta women think the world of me 

 E D       **        E A 
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man 
 E A B B7 
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can 
     A E 
And when it's time for leavin' 
   C#m A 
I hope you'll understand 
 E B E 
That I was born a ramblin' man 

 E D E    ( E )
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man 
             D E    ( E )
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man 
             D E    ( E )
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man 
             D E    ( E )
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man 

Break   E D E  ( E ). . .

* Alternate:

Capo I

 E    =  G D    =  B A    =  C B    =  D C#m  =  Em 

** optional A chord could be inserted
** B7 optional for effect

Set8

Who Are You Chords – Who V2

 Chorus:
 E D A E A E 
Who are you, who who, who who   X 4

         E D A C G 
        I woke up in the Soho bar when a policeman knew my name. He said,
         E D A C G 
        "You can go sleep at home tonite if you can get up and walk away."
         E D A C G  
        I staggered back to the underground and a breeze through back my hair
         E D A C G 
        I remember throwing punches around and preachin' from my chair
        
Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you?(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

        
       I took the tube back out of town
       Back to the rollin' pin
       I felt a little like a dying clown
       With a streak of Rin tin tin

       I stretched back and I hiccuped
       And looked back on my busy day
       Eleven hours in the tin pan
       God, there's got to be another way

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Who are you?(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Come on Tell me, who are you?(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Who the fuck are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

       Guitar riff, then piano riff in E into power chords

        E G D E G D                   
       Whooooooooooo.....
        E G D E G D E 
             .....are you?!

 E E/B E E/B E E/B 
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa

 E D A E A E 
Who are you? Who, who, who, who?
Who are you? Who, who, who, who?
Who are you? Who, who, who, who?
Who are you? Who, who, who, who?

I really wanna know(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Come on tell me, who are you?(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

       I know there's a place you walked
       Where love falls from the trees
       My heart is like a broken cup
       I only feel right on my knees

       I spit out like a sewer hole
       Yet still receive your kiss
       How can I measure up to anyone now
       After such a love as this?

Who are you?(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Come on tell me, who are you?(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, tell me who are you?(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

Come on, come on who?(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Who are you?(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Who are you?(Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Come on tell me, who are you?(Who are you?)

 A G 
I really wanna know, I really wanna know
                           A E 
Come on tell me, who are you, you, you, who are you?

Look At Little Sister Chords – Hank Ballard And The Midnighters

 Look At Little Sister:Hank Ballard and The 
Midnighters. Recorded on KING Records in 1959.
DNC.

#1.
 E 
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, mama..look at little sis..
                      E7 
out in the backyard, shakin' like this. 
                          A E 
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey..look at little sister. 
                B A E B 
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oooo..look at little sister.
 
#2.
 E 
What about the neighbors..what they gonna say? 
                                E7 
Stop!..little sister's gettin' carried away.
           A E 
Hey, hey, hey..look at little sister.
           B A E B 
Hey, hey, hey, ooooo..look at little sister.
 
#3.
 E 
Shakin' like a tree..rollin' like a log..shakin' and 
                E7 
a-rollin' now..and that ain't all.
           A E 
Hey, hey, hey..look at little sister. 
                B A E B 
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oooo..look at little sister.


(INTERLUDE:)  E E7 A E B A E B ..(x2)

#3.
 E 
Shakin' like a tree..rollin' like a log..shakin' and 
                    E7 
a-rollin' now..and that ain't all.
           A E 
Hey, hey, hey..look at little sister. 
                B A E A E 
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oooo..look at little sister.
 

A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.

Strong Chords – Will Hoge

 []Strong - Will Hoge
Capo 3

Note:  I am playing the [Bm] as follows, sounds better on acoustic this way.  

0
3
2
0
2
x


Intro:   D  -  G  -  G  -  D/F#  -  Em  -  A  -  D Bm A D/F# G 
He's a twenty year straight get to work on time

      Bm A D/F# G 
He's a love one woman for all his life

        Bm A D/F# G 
He's a shirt off his back give you his last dime

 D Bm 
He's strong

         Bm A D/F# G 
He's a need to move something you can use my truck

         Bm A D/F# G 
He's an overtime worker when the bills pile up

    Bm A D/F# G 
Everybody knows he aint just tough

         D 
He's strong

 Bm  
Strong

 G D/F# 
He'll pick you up and won't let you down

        Em A 
Rock solid inside out

                    D 
Somebody you can trust

              G/B 
Steady as the sun

           G D/F# Em  
Ain't nothing gonna knock him off the road he's rollin on

        D G 
He's strong


            Bm A D/F# G 
It aint what he can carry what he can lift

           Bm A D/F# G 
It's a dirt road lesson talkin to his kids

       Bm A D/F# G  
Bout how to hold your ground and how to live

    D 
Strong

       Bm 
He's strong


 G D/F# 
He'll pick you up and won't let you down

      Em A 
Rock solid inside out

                   D 
Somebody you can trust

             G/B 
Steady as the sun

          G D/F# Em  
Ain't nothing gonna knock him off the road he's rollin on


        G D A D     ( Em  -  D /F#)
He's strong

[ G ]
Strong
Like the river rollin

[ D ]
Strong
Gonna keep on going

[ Em ]
Strong
When the road runs out

                    A 
They gonna keep on talkin about

                  D 
How he was strong


[ G ]
Strong

 G D/F# 
He'll pick you up and won't let you down

 Em A 
Rock solid inside out

                   D 
Somebody you can trust

             G/B 
Steady as the sun
  
           G D/F# Em 
Ain't nothing gonna knock him off the road he's rollin on

        D G 
He's strong


     Bm A D/F# G 
Everybody knows he ain't just tough

         D 
He's Strong

Point At You Acoustic Chords – Justin Moore

 submitted by Brian Butler(cassper01@msn.com)


Artist: Justin Moore
Song: Point At You(acoustic)
As played on his solo interview with AXS LIVE

Point at You - Justin Moore

INTRO
 G ,  Cadd9 ,  G ,  D G 
I've always been one of them boys
 Cadd9 
Rollin' around in jacked up toys
 G D 
Making noise on small town Friday nights

 G  
Red light running, good time chasing,
 Cadd9 
Guess I've earned this reputation
 G D G 
Probably never shake it but that's alright


CHORUS:
            Cadd9 
I've got a rough side, a wild side
    G 
At least a country mile wide
   D G 
A fightin' side after a few
         Cadd9 
If they wanna see my sweet side
    G 
My soft side, my best side
 Em D G 
I just point at you
 G Cadd9 G 
Yea, point at you


 G ,  Cadd9 ,  D ,  G G 
Girl I ain't sure just what it is
        Cadd9 
That's got me all tore up like this
      G D 
Your kiss done melted down this heart of stone

   G 
I still like to get a little crazy
     Cadd9 
But something about your loving baby
    G D G 
It breaks me down and makes me wanna haul ass home


CHORUS
           Cadd9 
I've got a rough side, a wild side
    G 
At least a country mile wide
   D G 
A fightin' side after a few
         Cadd9 
If they wanna see my sweet side
    G 
My soft side, my best side
 Em D G 
I just point at you
 G Cadd9 G 
Yea, point at you


 G ,  Cadd9 ,  D ,  G D G 
Oh girl I wouldn't blame ya if you tried to change me
 D G 
Lord knows I'm hard to hold
       D G 
But I guess you kinda like all of my sides
 Em D G 
And I ain't letting you go
 Em D G 
Cause my best side is holding me close
 G C G 
Point at you, yeah


 G ,  Cadd9 ,  D ,  G 


CHORUS
          Cadd9 
I've got a rough side, a wild side
    G 
At least a country mile wide
   D G 
A fightin' side after a few
         Cadd9 
If they wanna see my sweet side
    G 
My soft side, my best side
 Em D G 
I just point at you
 G C D G 
Baby, I just point at you


 G ,  Cadd9 ,  D ,  G G D G          
Oh babe my best side is you

 G Cadd9 G 
Girl I point at you 

Youre Right Chords – Kilo Kish

 Kilo Kish - You're Right
Capo 1 (Great to sing with capo 4)

 Am 
Give me something new to say
 C 
Something new I can fight for
 G 
Then I caught the awkward pain
 Am7 
When you walked through that door
 Am 
And we didn't speak to each other
 C 
And we don't greet one another
 G 
When we blew text under covers
 D 
And you used to be my lover
 Am 
I don't wanna hear anything new
 C 
Eyes are eyes and mind for you
 G 
Through a glass couldn't see it clearer
 Am7 
Catch me staring in the mirror
 Am 
Like what the fuck
 C 
Tornado uprooted our lives
 G 
We need ours, stealing my pride
 D 
My dignity and half my life
 Am 
I guess you were right
 C 
Yea I guess you were right
 G 
I guess you were right
 D 
Yea I guess you were right
 Am 
When you said
 C 
And when you said
 G D 
All you have are friends

 Am/C / G / Am7 Am/C / G/D 

I don't wanna write any new songs
Don't wanna play games in garageband
Cus' last night I recall you were my man
But didn't end up like I planned
Break up to make up a new song is in my ear
And all of the things that you told me
Looking at reflections still ain't clear
Its not fair
I said muthafucker unfair
Cus yesterday you were right here
My bed is snow white
And I'm scared
That its true
Ill never find another like you
Everything I said is untrue
Rollin on acid
I could hate you
But don't

Buddies Chords – Luke Bryan

 Intro:  Cadd9 G D  x2
Verse 1:
 G D Cadd9 
Buddies, they roll up in the morning and hand you a
 G D Cadd9 
coffee tell ya hurry up, the fish aint gonna wait on you.
 G D Cadd9 
Buddies, they dont give you no warning when you shoot up a
 G D Cadd9 
stop sign out on some old county road.

Chorus:
                 Cadd9 G D 
Ive got ones that Ive fought with and outrun the law with,
 Cadd9 G D  
ones that Id give my last dime if I had it.
 Cadd9 G D Em7 
One on the wagon and one out there draggin,
 Cadd9 ,  G D 
a plow behind an ol John Deere. 
                   Cadd9 G D Em7 
They work hard for their money, their boots all stay muddy,
        Cadd9 G D 
all my beer drinkin, deer draggin, dusty dirt road ridin 
 Cadd9 
buddies.

 Cadd9 G D  x2

Verse 2:
 G D Cadd9 
Buddies, they smell trouble  fore it happens, and if it starts to 
 G D Cadd9 
happen theyre right with you rollin in a parking lot.
 G D Cadd9 
Buddies, they make your girlfriend so mad keep your mamma from
 G D Cadd9  
sleeping cause they both know too well that

Chorus:
                 Cadd9 G D 
Ive got ones that Ive fought with and outrun the law with,
 Cadd9 G D  
ones that Id give my last dime if I had it.
 Cadd9 G D Em7 
One on the wagon and one out there draggin,
 Cadd9 ,  G D 
a plow behind an ol John Deere. 
                   Cadd9 G D Em7 
They work hard for their money, their trucks all stay muddy,
        Cadd9 G D 
all my beer drinkin, deer draggin, dusty dirt road ridin 
 Cadd9 
buddies.

 Cadd9 G D  x2

Verse 3:
         Cadd9 G D Em7 
Ive got one in a Humvee that keeps all of us free,
     Cadd9 G D *
the one that got his heart broke and went half crazy.
 Cadd9 G D Em7 
One that moved far away, one that rings my phone everyday
    Cadd9 G D  
and one where he hears this hell shed a tear. 

                   Cadd9 G D Em7 
They work hard for their money their trucks all stay muddy,
         Cadd9 G D 
 all my beer drinkin deer draggin dusty dirt road riddin 
 Cadd9 
buddies.

 Cadd9 G D 

This is my first chord so be gentle!

Church League Softball Fistfight Chords – Tim Wilson

 Church League Softball Fist Fight
By Tim Wilson
Tabbed By Larry Mofle
rmofle at satx.rr.com
7/17/2005


Done as best I could based on the Bob and Tom live recording


Capo 2


Chorus 1:
 E B 
Church League, Softball, Fist Fight
        B E 
Gettin washed in the blood on a Tuesday night
            E A 
What would Jesus do, lord he wouldn't do that
       B E 
Knock hell outta the preacher with a softball bat


          E 
Well the swinging Sheppard's from the Sheep of the Savoir
      B E 
were tied with the sourwood church of Christ
    E 
An example of some highly unholy behavior
      B E 
in a game that had already been protested twice
 A 
Something unbiblical must have been said
             E 
for them to be aimin' heat at the minister's head
 A 
Clockin the clergy ain't the thing to do
               B 
But neither’s the high hard one on the 0-2



Chorus 2:
Church League, Softball, Fist Fight
A body layin' on the hands 'neath the left field lights
Knockin out four teeth, gettin a busted lip
Aint exactly my idea of Christian Fellership



Church League, Softball, Fist Fight
Rollin round the pitchers mound it just don't look right
where the nice people from the church and the Sunday school class
To trade a cup of brotherhood for a can of whoop-ass

Suntan City Chords – Luke Bryan V2

 Capo 1

Intro:  C G D Em 
It's 'bout that time a year again
        C G D G 

Verse 1:
                 C G 
It was bumper to bumper when I hit Bay County
      D Em 
So I stopped and let the top down
      C 
Speakers where a bumpin'
         G 
little hip-hop somethin'
      D Em 
I was stirrin' up a Coke and Crown
                   C 
Didn't even check in the room
               G 
We went straight for the beach
             D Em 
Didn't even give the ice a chance to melt
        C 
Now I'm scoutin' my spot
 G 
Where we were gunna rock
         D G 
With the biggest buzz I ever felt

Chorus 1:
          C G 
Now I'm sittin' pretty in Suntan City
             D G 
Got the best view in the world
 C G 
Spendin' my days catchin' these rays
             D G 
Watchin coconut covered girls
         C 
They keep strollin' by
               G 
and they keep rollin' in
             D Em 
like the waves on the sand
             C G 
Yea, Im sittin' pretty in Suntan City
           D G 
with a cold one in my hand

 C G D Em C G D G 

Verse 2:
 C G 
Hey there cutie with a Kentucky koozie
               D Em 
have you ever hung with a Georgia boy
                 C 
Why don't you and your friends
 G D G 
ease on over here and chug a beer with Miss Illinois

Chorus 2:
          C G 
Yeah I'm sittin' pretty in Suntan City
             D G 
Got the best view in the world
 C G 
Spendin' my days catchin' these rays
             D G 
Watchin coconut covered girls
        C 
They keep strollin' by
            G 
and they keep rollin' in
             D Em 
like the waves on the sand
           C G 
Yea, Im sittin' pretty in Suntan City
           D G 
with a cold one in my hand

Bridge:
    C G 
I gotta buddy who blew all his money
                     D Em 
he had to stay his broke-ass home
 C G 
He's been goin' crazy, blowin' up my phone
                 D G 
Wantin' to know whats goin' on

Chorus 3:
          C G 
I tell him I'm sittin' pretty in Suntan City
             D G 
Got the best view in the world
 C G 
Spendin' my days catchin' these rays
             D G 
Watchin coconut covered girls
         C 
They keep strollin' by
               G 
and they keep rollin' in
             D Em 
like the waves on the sand
             C G 
Yea, Im sittin' pretty in Suntan City
           D G 
with a cold one in my hand

 C G D Em                 
Sittin' pretty, right here in Suntan City
 C G D G

Dirt Road Anthem Chords – Brantley Gilbert

 Intro

 Bm D G D 

Chorus
Yeah ( Bm ) I'm chillin on a dirt ( D ) road.
Laid back ( G ) swervin' like I'm George ( D ) Jones
Smoke ( Bm ) rollin' out the win ( D ) dow
An ice cold beer ( G ) sittin in the con ( D )sole.                                              
Memory ( Bm ) Lane up in the head ( D ) lights.
got me remi ( G ) niscing on the good ( D ) times
( Bm ) said I'm turnin' off the real ( D ) life drive and that's right
( G ) hittin easy street on mud ( D ) tires

Verse

( Bm ) back in the day Potts' farm was the place to ( D )go
load the truck up hit the dirt road
( G ) Jump the barbwire, spread the ( D ) word                                                     
light the bon fire , then call the girls
( Bm ) king in the can, and the Marlboro ( D ) man
Jack and Jim were a few good men
we ( G ) learned how to kiss and cuss and fight ( D ) too
better watch out for the boys in blue
and ( Bm ) all this small town he said she ( D ) said
aint it funny how rumors spread
( G ) like i know somethin ya'll don’t ( D ) know
man this shit is getting old
man ( Bm ) mind your business watch your ( D ) mouth
 before i have to knock your loud ass out
( G ) i'm tired of talkin ya'll aint listenin ( D )
them old dirt road is what ya'll missing

Chorus

Yeah ( Bm ) I'm chillin on a dirt ( D ) road.
Laid back ( G ) swervin' like I'm George ( D ) Jones
Smoke ( Bm ) rollin' out the win ( D ) dow
An ice cold beer ( G ) sittin in the con ( D ) sole.                                              
Memory ( Bm ) Lane up in the head ( D ) lights.
got me remi ( G ) niscing on the good ( D ) times
( Bm ) said I'm turnin' off the real ( D ) life drive and that's right
( G ) hittin easy street on mud ( D ) tires

Verse

I sit ( Bm ) back and think about them good ole ( D ) days
the way we were raised in our southern ways
we ( G ) like corn bread and bis ( D ) cuits
and if its broke round here we fix it
see i can ( Bm ) take ya'll where you need to ( D ) go
down to my hood or back in them woods
we do it ( G ) different round here that’s ( D ) right
but we sho do it good and we do it all night
( Bm ) so if you really wanna know how it ( D ) feels
to get off the road and truck with four wheels
( G ) jump on in tell ya ( D ) friends
that well be raisin hell where the black top ends

Chorus

Yeah ( Bm ) I'm chillin on a dirt ( D ) road.
Laid back ( G ) swervin' like I'm George ( D ) Jones
Smoke ( Bm ) rollin' out the win ( D ) dow
An ice cold beer ( G ) sittin in the con ( D ) sole.                                              
Memory ( Bm ) Lane up in the head ( D ) lights.
got me remi ( G ) niscing on the good ( D ) times
( Bm ) said I'm turnin' off the real ( D ) life drive and that's right
( G ) hittin easy street on mud ( D ) tires

Verse

I was ( Bm ) brought up in a small town in North Geor ( D ) gia
raised on southern ba

Knock Knock Rattle Chords – Rex Allen

 C 
Well, you're knockin' on my door, rattlin' my window
Knock knock rattle, but you can't come in
 F 
Yeah, you're knockin' on my door, rattlin' my window
 C 
Knock knock rattle, but you can't come in
 G F C 
You're treatin' me so much like a doggy, call me Rin Tin Tin

Knock knock rattle, knock knock rattle
Knock knock rattle, but you can't come in
Knock knock rattle, knock knock rattle
Knock knock rattle, but you can't come in
You're treatin' me so much like a doggy, call me Rin Tin Tin

Well, I caught you rock 'n' rollin' with another tomcat
Knock knock rattle, but you can't come in
Yeah, I caught you rock 'n' rollin' with another tomcat
Knock knock rattle, but you can't come in
You done forgot about me, I'm supposed to be your one boyfriend

Knock knock rattle, knock knock rattle
Knock knock rattle, but you can't come in
Knock knock rattle, knock knock rattle
Knock knock rattle, but you can't come in
You're treatin' me so much like a doggy, call me Rin Tin Tin

Knock knock rattle, knock knock rattle
Knock knock rattle, but you can't come in
Knock knock rattle, knock knock rattle
Knock knock rattle, but you can't come in
You're treatin' me so much like a doggy, call me Rin Tin Tin
You're treatin' me so much like a doggy, ca

No Diggitythrift Shop Chords – Ed Sheeran V3

 Ed Sheeran & Passenger- No Diggity/ Thrift Shop

*No Capo* Standard Tuning

~Use 5th string root bar chords~


- E -    F#m : 9      E : 7      D : 5     F#m (6th string root): 2
-B-        10       9        7                          2
-G-        11       9        7                          2
-D-        11       9        7                          4 
-A-        9        7        5                          4  
-E-        x        x        x                          2 


(Intro)

            F#m (single strum)
Shorty get down, good Lord

  E (single strum)           D (single strum)
Baby got 'em up open all over town

 F#m (single strum)
   Strictly biz, she don't play around

        E (single strum)    D (single strum)
Cover much ground, got game by the pound

 F#m (single strum)
   Getting paid is a forte

           E (single strum)   D (single strum)
Each and every day, true player way

    F#m (single strum)
I can't get her out of my mind (say what)

    E (single strum)               D (single strum)
I think about the girl all the time (well, well)


(Verse 1)

 F#m 
East side to the west side

          E D 
Pushing phat rides, aint no surprise

 F#m 
She got tricks in the stash

                  E 
Stacking up the cash

               D 
Quik when it comes to the gas

 F#m 
By no means average

     E D 
Its on when she's got to have it

 F#m (single strum)                         E (single strum)
Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna get in

              D 
Let me come in, so I can win


(Chorus)

 F#m 
I like the way you work it
                                                       
      E D 
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up now  
                                                      (x2)
 F#m 
I like the way you work it

      E D 
No diggity, I got to bag it up 


(Verse 2)


 F#m (single strum)
   She's got class and style

 E (single strum)  D (single strum)
  And balance by the pound,

 F#m (single strum)
  Shorty never act wild

  E (single strum)       D (single strum)
Very low key on the profile

 F#m (single strum)
  Catching villains is a no,

 E (single strum)    D (single strum)
  Let me tell you how it goes

 F#m (single strum)
Curves the words, spins the verbs

 E (single strum)        D 
Lovers it curves so freak what you heard

 F#m 
  Rollin' with the phatness

      E D 
You never quite know what the half is

 F#m 
You got to pay to play

 E D 
Just for shorty, bang-bang, to look your way

 F#m 
  I like the way you work it

        E D 
Tough notch, Trumped tight, every day,

      F#m (single strum)
You're blowing my mind, maybe in time

 E D 
Baby, I can get you in my ride


(Chorus)


 F#m 
I like the way you work it
                                                       
      E D 
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up now  
                                                      (x2)
 F#m 
I like the way you work it

      E D 
No diggity, I got to bag it up 


(Curve)

 F#m 

Beat This Summer Chords – Brad Paisley V6

 1/2 Step Down

When I play it I usually keep my 3rd and 4th fingers where they were on the G 
chord through the other chords. I think it gives it a more bright tone and sounds 
better with the record. Enjoy!! :)

Intro
----------
 D  -  G  -  Em  -  C  -  D  -  G  -  Em  -  C 

Verse 1
------------
 C G                       
Like the ferris wheel goes a round and a round
            Em 
Well, the trouble with up is there's always a down
            C 
First I'm holding your hand and we're on the boardwalk
       D 
It's heaven right here on these streets and these docks
         G 
But the sun keeps setting and days go fast and
     Em 
The sand on the beach is like an hour glass
     C 
And I can just feel it all slipping away and
 D 
Babe I can already say that

Chorus
----------
               G 
As long as I live
            Em 
Whatever I do
     C 
As great as it is, you know what's a bummer
 D                                                    
I ain't never gonna beat this summer with
 G Em   
You, baby it's true
      C 
The taste of your kiss is so bittersweet
                D 
I ain't gonna beat, no way I'm gonna beat
                   G Em C D 
This summer with you

Verse 2
-----------
 G 
Before you know it it's all gonna stop
              Em 
They'll be rollin' up windows and puttin' up tops
       C 
Be a cold wind blowing leaves through the air
           D 
And you won't find a tan line anywhere (anywhere)
 G 
Baby I know that it ain't over yet
     Em 
So lets make the most of what we have left
          C 
But it's hard living for this moment we're in
      D 
And knowing it's all gonna end

Chorus
------------
                   G 
And as long as I live
           Em 
Whatever I do
     C 
As great as it is you know what's a bummer
  D 
I ain't ever gonna beat this summer with
 G Em 
You, baby it's true
      C 
The taste of your kiss is so bittersweet
             D 
I ain't gonna beat, no way I'm gonna beat
                   G 
This summer with you

-------------------
Solo:  G  -  Em  -  C  -  D 
-------------------

Bridge
----------
 D Bm 
Yeah, lookin at you girl standin' there
                                            C 
Got your wayfarers on and the sun in your hair

And just like a song in a sea shell
            D 
You'll be stuck in my mind

Bouncing round in my head

And baby I can tell

Chorus
-----------
                    G 
That as long as I live
            Em 
Whatever I do
    C 
As great as it is you know what's a bummer
 D 
I ain't ever gonna beat this summer with 
 G Em 
You, baby its true
       C 
The taste of your kiss is so bittersweet
 D 
I ain't gonna beat, no way I'm gonna beat
                   G 
This summer with you

Ending
----------

 G  -  Em  -  C  -  D  (x4)

A Last Song Chords – Paddy Goes To Holyhead

 Intro:     C Am G D Am C D D7  or  Dsus4 


==Verse 1==

 G D Em Bm 
   This will be a last song, this will be a last good-bye
      C Am G D 
Take care of yourself everywhere and hold your head up high
     G D Em Bm 
The moon is shining clearly and the stars are shining bright
 C Am G G 
    This will be a last song for tonight


==Verse 2==

 G D Em Bm 
When I´m old and doddering and my race is almost run
          C Am G D 
Will you ever think of me, will you miss me when I´m gone?
 G D Em Bm 
Forget all pain and sorrow, come and rest here by my side
 C Am G G 
     This will be a last song for tonight


==Bridge==

      C Am G D 
Last night I dreamed the waters came rushing to and fro
     Am C Em D 
The siren gave a warning, I watched my body go
     C Am G D 
The sea began to rollin´, oh God I cannot land
   Am C D D7 
I hear a loud voice calling "Please save this drowning man"



Instrumental Part: Chords as in the Verse

Repeat Bridge

Repeat Verse 1