Intro: (G) (C) (D)
Well, (G) I think today's gonna (C) be the day
(G) All of my luck's gonna (D) turn
(G) I think the boss will take (C) what I'm worth
And (D) turn it into what I (G) earn
I'm (G) thinkin' if I keep my (C) chin held high
I can (G) stop my hopes from (D) sinkin'
(G) That's the one thing - gets a (C) poor boy by
(D) Big thin(G)kin'
[(G)] [(C)] [(D)]
Well, (G) Friday nights when the (C) city lights call
The (G) devil inside me resp(D)onds
In the (G) back of my mind, I can (C) see it all
The (D) bourbon and the red hot blo(G)ndes
And a (G) man on his doorstep (C) showing no signs
Of a (G) long hard night of dr(D)inkin'
I (G) think I'm gonna fool her (C) everytime
(D) Big thin(G)kin'
Well, (C) Galeio had quite an (G) IQ
(D) He got to thinkin' and the (G) world moved
(Bm) I wish he could step into (C) my shoes
And (A) look at what thoughts (D7) won't do
(G) One day I think I'm gonna (C) ride behind
The (G) wheel of a long black (D) Lincoln
And (G) I won't be in a (C) box of pine
(D) Big thin(G)kin'
[(G)] [(C)] [(D)] [(G)] [(C)] [(D)] [(G)] [(C)] [(D)][(G)][(C)][(D)]
Fiddle Solo:
(G) It might look like I'm (C) killin' time
(G) Layin' on the couch all (D) day
(G) I'm busy hatchin' my (C) next big move
Not (D) wastin' my life a(G)way
If the (G) fat cats knew what (C) I could do
(G) What big checks they'd be (D) inkin'
But you (G) can't pay bills, when your (C) only skills'
(D) Big thin(G)kin'
Well, Col(C)umbus thought 'til he (G) turned blue
(D) Suddenly the map it looked (G) brand new
(Bm) Take out the money and the (C) muscle bound crew
And (A) look at what thoughts (No Chord) won't do
(G) One day I think I'm gonna (C) ride behind
The (G) wheel of a long black (D) Lincoln
And (G) I won't be in a (C) box of pine
(D) Big thin(G)kin' (C)
(D) Big thin(G)kin'
Well, (G) I think today's gonna (C) be the day
(G) All of my luck's gonna (D) turn
(G) I think the boss will take (C) what I'm worth
And (D) turn it into what I (G) earn
I'm (G) thinkin' if I keep my (C) chin held high
I can (G) stop my hopes from (D) sinkin'
(G) That's the one thing - gets a (C) poor boy by
(D) Big thin(G)kin'
[(G)] [(C)] [(D)]
Well, (G) Friday nights when the (C) city lights call
The (G) devil inside me resp(D)onds
In the (G) back of my mind, I can (C) see it all
The (D) bourbon and the red hot blo(G)ndes
And a (G) man on his doorstep (C) showing no signs
Of a (G) long hard night of dr(D)inkin'
I (G) think I'm gonna fool her (C) everytime
(D) Big thin(G)kin'
Well, (C) Galeio had quite an (G) IQ
(D) He got to thinkin' and the (G) world moved
(Bm) I wish he could step into (C) my shoes
And (A) look at what thoughts (D7) won't do
(G) One day I think I'm gonna (C) ride behind
The (G) wheel of a long black (D) Lincoln
And (G) I won't be in a (C) box of pine
(D) Big thin(G)kin'
[(G)] [(C)] [(D)] [(G)] [(C)] [(D)] [(G)] [(C)] [(D)][(G)][(C)][(D)]
Fiddle Solo:
(G) It might look like I'm (C) killin' time
(G) Layin' on the couch all (D) day
(G) I'm busy hatchin' my (C) next big move
Not (D) wastin' my life a(G)way
If the (G) fat cats knew what (C) I could do
(G) What big checks they'd be (D) inkin'
But you (G) can't pay bills, when your (C) only skills'
(D) Big thin(G)kin'
Well, Col(C)umbus thought 'til he (G) turned blue
(D) Suddenly the map it looked (G) brand new
(Bm) Take out the money and the (C) muscle bound crew
And (A) look at what thoughts (No Chord) won't do
(G) One day I think I'm gonna (C) ride behind
The (G) wheel of a long black (D) Lincoln
And (G) I won't be in a (C) box of pine
(D) Big thin(G)kin' (C)
(D) Big thin(G)kin'
