Chords
Reckless

Key: F

Introduction: F#    B    C#    F#    

difficulty
very easy |||||
                          F#                                                                                                                                      B  
I spent a summer down south, working for the county, trying to save for school
                                                        C#                                                      F#  
I blew it all like a damn fool on women and beer
F#                                                                                                                                                 B  
I didn't have the grades but I had myself a major league fastball
                                                                                                  C#                                                                                      F#  
Got a call from the minor leagues in Wichita and blew out my arm in the first year,
     ha-ha, yeah
                     F#                                                                                                              B  
Well, I took a good look at my life and decided I'd make a change
                                                                  C#                                                                                              F#  
Booked me a flight on an airplane, I was 3rd world Peace Corps bound
F#                                                                                                                 B  
But I met me a stewardess right there in the airport bar
                                                             C#                                                                    F#  
Before I knew it I was in her car and never turned around
                                          F#                                    B                                 C#                                                                                            F#  
Well, maybe I'm reckless, maybe bad luck, hell maybe I'm way too much about having fun
                          C#         F#                                                      B                                         C#  
          F#  
I'll send you a postcard, send me your love, just don't give up on me yet, I'm still
growing up
                          F#                                                                                                         G#m  
I went to work for my uncle on the coast called the hot spot
                                                                     A#m                                                                         F#  
We took our breaks on the boat docks and I got fired for smoking pot
                        F#                                                                                                                              G#m  
with the beach right there I guess surfing was the logical next move
          A#m                                                                                                                                    F#  
But I got mouthy with the wrong dude and got my damn jaw tattooed
                                          F#                                    B                                 C#                                                                                            F#  
Well, maybe I'm reckless, maybe bad luck, hell maybe I'm way too much about having fun
                          C#         F#                                                      B                                         C#  
          F#  
I'll send you a postcard, send me your love, just don't give up on me yet, I'm still
growing up, Alright
                                F#                                                                                                      B  
I bought an old guitar with cash from a good hand of blackjack
                                                                          C#                                                              F#  
learned a few chords from a fat-back, hairy man named Pete
                     F#                                                                                              B  
I got a local gig on the weekends in some old honky-tonk
                                                                                  C#                                                                                                      F#  
Singing 2 hours of nothing but Cash songs, and I could always drink for free
                        F#                                                                                                    B  
And some so called big-wig, producer man started sniffing 'round
                                     C#                                                                                                                              F#  
He told me he liked my sound but there was something holding me back
                          F#                                                                                                 B  
He said a rhinestone suit and a cowboy hat outta do the trick
                                                                        C#                                                                         F#  
I told him I had something he could stick, way on up his ass
                                          F#                                    B                                 C#                                                                                            F#  
Well, maybe I'm reckless, maybe bad luck, hell maybe I'm way too much about having fun
                          C#         F#                                                      B                                         C#  
          F#  
I'll send you a postcard, send me your love, just don't give up on me yet, I'm still
growing up
                          C#         F#                                                      B                                         C#  
          F#  
I'll send you a postcard, send me your love, just don't give up on me yet, I'm still
growing up, Alright
F#                                                      B                                                                                                    C#  
                                                                (spoken)but don't give up on me yet
                                                                             F#  
I know I might take a little time
                                                                        F#  
But I'm gonna come around
                                                                                                             B                                                                              C#                 F#  
I just feel Like I still got a few things I gotta Get out of my system, ha ha