Tom: A
Introdução:
Bb C
I was born a pistol
With a bullet in the barrel and another fistful
Bb C Bb
Step on up and you'll know right where I stand
Bb C
Church girls used to whisper
"Lord, it's like the devil kissed her"
Bb C D
But Jesus loves me just the way I am ...
G
And there ain't no cure for crazy
C
I ain't sorry baby
G
Wheels fell off of my trailer
D
Daddy taught me how to cuss like a sailor
G
I'm an all night, longneck train wreck
C
Two queens short of a full deck
G
Good luck trying to save me
D
There ain't no cure, no cure for crazy, baby
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Bb C
Now I ain't prim and proper
No country clubbin' champagne popper
Bb C D
Droppin' names, sippin Sonoma wine
Bb C
I'll be barefoot on the bar
White lightning buzz from a mason jar
Bb C D
Chasing my whiskey with a damn good time ...
G
Well there ain't no cure for crazy
C
I ain't sorry baby
G
Wheels fell off of my trailer
D
Daddy taught me how to cuss like a sailor
G
I'm an all night, longneck train wreck
C
Two queens short of a full deck
G
Good luck trying to save me
D C G
There ain't no cure, no cure for crazy ...
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G
Now you can call the doctor to get me a pill
C
To me honey, that's just another thrill
G
I could try the act like you think I should
D C
But it ain't gonna do no good ...
G
Cos there ain't no cure for crazy
C
I ain't sorry baby
G
Wheels fell off of my trailer
D
Daddy taught me how to cuss like a sailor
G
I'm an all night, longneck train wreck
C
Two queens short of a full deck
G
Good luck trying to save me
D C
There ain't no cure, no cure for crazy ...
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