Title: The Good Stuff
Written By: Craig Wiseman/Jim Collins
Intro:
[G] [D/F#] [Em] [D] [C] [C]
Verse:
Well [G]me and my lady had our [D/F#]first big fight
So I [Em]drove around 'til I saw the [D]neon lights
Of a [C]corner bar, and it [C/B]just seemed right, so I [Am7]pulled up
Not a [G]soul around but the [D/F#]ol' barkeep
[Em]Down at the end lookin [D]half asleep
But [C]he walked up and said [C/B]what'll it be, I said the [Am7]good stuff
[C/B] He [C]didn't reach around for the [D]whiskey, He [C]didn't pour me a b[D]eer,
His [C]blue eyes kinda went m[D]isty,
He said [Em]you can't find that here
Chorus:
[/F#]Cause it's the [G]first long kiss on a [D/F#]second date
[Em]Mamma's all worried when you [G]get home late
And [C]droppin the ring in the spa[C/B]ghetti plate,
Cause your [Am]hands are [C/B]shaking so [C]much [D]
And it's the [G]way she looks with r[D/F#]ice in her hair
[Em]Eatin burnt suppers the [G]whole first year
And a[C]skin for seconds, to [C/B]keep her from tearin [Am]up, [C/B][C]
Yeah [D]man that's the [G]good st[D/F#]uff [C][C]
Verse:
He grabbed a carton of milk and he poured a glass
I smiled and said I'll have some of that
We sat there and talked as an hour passed like ol' friends
Saw a black and white picture and it caught my stare
Was a pretty girl with bouffant hair
He said that's my Bonnie, takin bout a year after we wed
He said I spent five years in the bottle when the cancer took her from me
I've been sober three years now,
Cause the [Am]one thing s[C/B]tronger than the [C]whiske[D]y, It was...
Chorus:
The sight of her holdn our baby girl
The way she adored that string of pearls
I gave her the day that our youngest boy Earl
Married his high school love
And it's a new T-shirt sayin I'm a Grandpa
Being right there as our time got small
And holding her hand, when the good lord called her up
G D/F# C~~>
Yeah man that's the good stuff
Solo:
~~> C G D/F# C C
Bridge:
He said [D]when you get home she'll s[G]tart to cry
When s[D]he says I'm sorry, say [G]so am I
And [G]look in[D/F#]to those [Em]eyes so [D]deep in [C]love
And drink it [D]up
Cause that's the [G]good st[D/F#]uff [C][C]
G D/F# C C C~~~
That's the good stuff
____________________
Enjoy!
-Nick Gibson (ShawneeNDN@aol.com)
Written By: Craig Wiseman/Jim Collins
Intro:
[G] [D/F#] [Em] [D] [C] [C]
Verse:
Well [G]me and my lady had our [D/F#]first big fight
So I [Em]drove around 'til I saw the [D]neon lights
Of a [C]corner bar, and it [C/B]just seemed right, so I [Am7]pulled up
Not a [G]soul around but the [D/F#]ol' barkeep
[Em]Down at the end lookin [D]half asleep
But [C]he walked up and said [C/B]what'll it be, I said the [Am7]good stuff
[C/B] He [C]didn't reach around for the [D]whiskey, He [C]didn't pour me a b[D]eer,
His [C]blue eyes kinda went m[D]isty,
He said [Em]you can't find that here
Chorus:
[/F#]Cause it's the [G]first long kiss on a [D/F#]second date
[Em]Mamma's all worried when you [G]get home late
And [C]droppin the ring in the spa[C/B]ghetti plate,
Cause your [Am]hands are [C/B]shaking so [C]much [D]
And it's the [G]way she looks with r[D/F#]ice in her hair
[Em]Eatin burnt suppers the [G]whole first year
And a[C]skin for seconds, to [C/B]keep her from tearin [Am]up, [C/B][C]
Yeah [D]man that's the [G]good st[D/F#]uff [C][C]
Verse:
He grabbed a carton of milk and he poured a glass
I smiled and said I'll have some of that
We sat there and talked as an hour passed like ol' friends
Saw a black and white picture and it caught my stare
Was a pretty girl with bouffant hair
He said that's my Bonnie, takin bout a year after we wed
He said I spent five years in the bottle when the cancer took her from me
I've been sober three years now,
Cause the [Am]one thing s[C/B]tronger than the [C]whiske[D]y, It was...
Chorus:
The sight of her holdn our baby girl
The way she adored that string of pearls
I gave her the day that our youngest boy Earl
Married his high school love
And it's a new T-shirt sayin I'm a Grandpa
Being right there as our time got small
And holding her hand, when the good lord called her up
G D/F# C~~>
Yeah man that's the good stuff
Solo:
~~> C G D/F# C C
Bridge:
He said [D]when you get home she'll s[G]tart to cry
When s[D]he says I'm sorry, say [G]so am I
And [G]look in[D/F#]to those [Em]eyes so [D]deep in [C]love
And drink it [D]up
Cause that's the [G]good st[D/F#]uff [C][C]
G D/F# C C C~~~
That's the good stuff
____________________
Enjoy!
-Nick Gibson (ShawneeNDN@aol.com)
