verse 1:
[G]Looks like it's [D]time to trim the [C]fat
[G]They're diggin' a [D]hole right through the '[C]Glades
And by the [G]time that we get [D]through, well I'll [Em]have no use for [C]you
[G]Won't you be so [D]proud of the mess I [C]made
chorus:
In my [G]sweet sweet [D]sweet Okee[C]chobee
[G]Runnin' through the shallows with [D]cottonmouth cypress [C]knees
Yeah my [G]sweet sweet [D]sweet Okee[C]chobee's callin' [G]me
With a [G]forearm tan and a [D]bottle that's where I'll [C]be
verse 2:
One time I brought a woman friend home with me
'fore too damn long she couldn't stand the heat and mosquitos
She said I had to choose, bet she never thought she'd lose
But when it comes to the one I love it's plain to see
(chorus)
(It's my...)
verse 3:
Four wheel drive and a three gun rack
Two wide stove in a one room shack
Yeah my paint job's startin' to peel & there's a crack in my windshield
But you can bet each time I leave I'll be lookin' back
chorus w/ changes:
To my sweet sweet sweet Okeechobee
Rollin' blackwater and sawgrass citrus trees
Yeah my sweet sweet sweet Okeechobee's callin' me
With a forearm tan and a bottle that's where I'll be
Yeah you can find me with a forearm tan and a bottle that's where I'll be
Yeah you can find me with a forearm tan and a bottle that's where I'll beeee.
[G]Looks like it's [D]time to trim the [C]fat
[G]They're diggin' a [D]hole right through the '[C]Glades
And by the [G]time that we get [D]through, well I'll [Em]have no use for [C]you
[G]Won't you be so [D]proud of the mess I [C]made
chorus:
In my [G]sweet sweet [D]sweet Okee[C]chobee
[G]Runnin' through the shallows with [D]cottonmouth cypress [C]knees
Yeah my [G]sweet sweet [D]sweet Okee[C]chobee's callin' [G]me
With a [G]forearm tan and a [D]bottle that's where I'll [C]be
verse 2:
One time I brought a woman friend home with me
'fore too damn long she couldn't stand the heat and mosquitos
She said I had to choose, bet she never thought she'd lose
But when it comes to the one I love it's plain to see
(chorus)
(It's my...)
verse 3:
Four wheel drive and a three gun rack
Two wide stove in a one room shack
Yeah my paint job's startin' to peel & there's a crack in my windshield
But you can bet each time I leave I'll be lookin' back
chorus w/ changes:
To my sweet sweet sweet Okeechobee
Rollin' blackwater and sawgrass citrus trees
Yeah my sweet sweet sweet Okeechobee's callin' me
With a forearm tan and a bottle that's where I'll be
Yeah you can find me with a forearm tan and a bottle that's where I'll be
Yeah you can find me with a forearm tan and a bottle that's where I'll beeee.
