Whiskey girl    (video)

 

    Bm - G   - Bm - G (2x)   +  F

 

    C                                    G

1.     Don't my baby look good in them blue jeans,

Am                                    F

    tight on the top with a belly button ring,

                    C                      G               - F

    a little tattoo somewhere in between        she only shows to me.

                          C                                  G

    Yeah, we're goin' out dancin' she's ready tonight,

    Am                                            F

    so damn good lookin', boys, it ain't even right,

                             C                                    G

    and when the bartender says, “For the lady,

                             A

    what's it gonna be ?” I tell him, man ....

 

D                         A

    She ain't into wine and roses,

Bm                                 G

    beer just makes her turn up her nose and

D                                     A                                Em       - G - A

    she can't stand the thought of sipping champagne.

D                      A                   - Bm                                       G

    No, cuervo, no margaritas,        just ain't enough good burnin’ tequila,

           D                                                 A                                Em

she needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain.

                          Bm             - G                             Bm       G

She's my little whiskey girl,          she's my little whiskey girl,

                              Em            - G                             Bm

my ragged-on-the-edges girl,       ah, but I like ‘em rough !

 

+  Bm - G    - Bm - G - F

 

    C                    G

2.     Baby got a '69 mustang,

      Am                                   F

    four on the floor and you oughtta hear the pipes ring,

C                                   G                    F

    I jump behind the wheel and it's away we go.

                 C                        G

    Hey, I drive too fast but she don't care,

      Am                        F

    blue bandana tied all up in her hair,

             C                                    G                     A

    just sittin there singin' every song on the radio.

 

D                         A

    She ain't into wine and roses,

Bm                                 G

    beer just makes her turn up her nose and

D                                     A                                Em       - G - A

    she can't stand the thought of sipping champagne.

D                      A                   - Bm                                       G

    No, cuervo, no margaritas,        just ain't enough good burnin’ tequila,

           D                                                 A                                Em

she needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain.

                          Bm             - G                           Bm       G

She's my little whiskey girl,        she's my little whiskey girl,

                              Em            - G                              D

my ragged-on-the-edges girl,       ah, but I like ‘em rough !

 

+  D - A - Bm - G     - D - A - Em - G

 

D                      A                   - Bm                                       G

    No, cuervo, no margaritas,        just ain't enough good burnin’ tequila,

                    D                                        A                                Em

she needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain.

                          Bm             - G                           Bm       G

She's my little whiskey girl,        she's my little whiskey girl,

                              Em            - G                              Bm      - G

my ragged-on-the-edges girl,       ah, but I like ‘em rough !

 

                               Bm       - G  - Bm - G

+  Yeah, I like ’em rough !

 

(orig. = capo 4th)    (Toby Keith)