Tom: A
Introdução:
A
It takes a whole Liquor To Like Her
E
That's why I drink all the time
It takes Liquor To Like Her
A
When I'm liquored up I like her just fine.
A
She wants to tell me where to go tell me what do to
E
Tell me what to eat an how loud I can chew
She even want's to tell me what thoughts I oughta think
A
It used to drive me crazy till it drove me to drink.
A
Well she's such a pretty thing you'd think she's Heaven send
E
She's the quarrelsom kind loves and argument
She can yell all day she can scream all night
A
I just sit there smilin' just as high as a kite.
A
This drinkin' buddy of mine he married a girl
E
Said she was the meanest woman, in the world
I saw her pretty picture I said man your pokin' fun
A
Then the day I met her I said pour me one.
D A
You may look down your nose at me
D A
The only way I'm givin' up my drinkin' glass
B E
Is if I can find a way to get her off my back(your wifes on the phone).
D A
Little brown jug upon my lips
B E
Your savin' our love with every sip.
A E
Every time I get sober she drives me outta my mind
It takes Liquor To Like Her
A
But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine
E A
But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine
E A
When I'm liquored up I, hell I love her.
Hey honey, I'm home