Tom:
Introdução:
G Am C D
G
I'm either all in or all out
Bm
I'm in the wooden pew Sunday party crowd
Em
If no one else will drink it then you know I will
C
And wake up in the morning with some Baptist guilt
G
Every tattoo's got a story to tell
Bm
Mama said she's prayin' hard to keep me outta hell
Em
But whiskey tastes better when you chase it with a beer
C
But I ain't telling nothing new to nobody here
G
If I'm preachin' to the choir
Am
Raise your hands a little higher
C D
If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song
G
Let me see you sparking up your lighters
Am
Pour a little payday on the fire
C
If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream
D
Then you're just like me
G Am C D
And I'm preachin' to the choir
G
I ain't rich but I'm grateful
Bm
Every time I'm driving with a tank full
Em
"Simple Man" coming through the dashboard speakers
C
I'm a southern rock sinner, believer
G
If I'm preachin' to the choir
Am
Raise your hands a little higher
C D
If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song
G
Let me see you sparking up your lighters
Am
Pour a little payday on the fire
C
If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream
D
Then you're just like me
Em Am D
And I'm preachin' to the choir
C
Nothing like bourbon and the blues
G
Smoke ring hallelu's
D
Breaking our backs, bending the rules
Em
Southern dry, deep-fried, hearts of gold
C
Hell, but you already know (you already know)
C
That's right!
G
If I'm preachin' to the choir
Am
Raise your hands a little higher
C D
If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song
G
Let me see you sparking up your lighters
Am
Pour a little payday on the fire
C
If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream
D
Then you're just like me
G
And I'm preachin' to the choir
Am C
Yeah, I'm preachin' to the choir
G
I'm either all in or all out
Am C D
Cause I'm preachin' to the choir
G
That's right!