Intro: G A G A G A G A
G
A little bit of rain wouldn't make the news
F#mD
You'd mix champagne with mountain dew
Em
You'd keep the name that was given to you
BmC
And if we played a game somebody's gonna lose
G
Indian food would be cornbread and butter
F#mD
You'd get your ass kicked if you talked about my mother
Em
You'd open up a trunk door taking out your lover
BmCG
She might be your cousin but she wouldn't be your brother
ABmC
C'mon Y'all, We all gotta lighten up
Chorus:
GDG
Every pair of boots would be a little muddy
CD
Your ass would get a job if you ran out money
EmD
The only stars you'd wanna see
EmA
Would be somewhere over Tennessee
GDG
Everybody's hands would get a little dirty
CD
To be a movie star you'd have to serve in the army
EmDG
The good old boys would be the only ones getting lucky
AG
If Hollywood was in Kentucky
A
Na na na na na na
GA
Na na na na na na
Verse 2:
G
A malibu would just be a car
F#mBm
The real barbed wire wouldn't be on your arm
Em
They'd serve sweet tea in mason jars
C
Down on Santa Monica Boulevard
G
Every front porch would have moonshine and picking
F#m
Kfc would still be Kentucky Fried Chicken
EmBm
A trailer on the lake would be waterfront living
CG
The Kardashians wouldn't be allowed in it
ABmC
Come on ya'll, we've all gotta lighten up
Chorus
GDG
Every pair of boots would be a little muddy
CD
Your ass would get a job if you ran out money
EmD
The only stars you'd wanna see
CA
Would be somewhere over Tennessee
GDG
Everybody's hands would get a little dirty
CD
To be a movie star you'd have to serve in the army
EmDG
The good old boys would be the only ones getting lucky
AG
If Hollywood was in Kentucky
FCG
Na na na na na na
FCG
Na na na na na na
FCGFCABmC
Come on ya'll, we've all gotta lighten up
ABmC
Come on ya'll, we've all gotta light one up
Chorus x1 (reggae style srumming)
A
Na na na na na na
GA
Na na na na na na
GA
Na na na na na na
GAG
Na na na na na na