DFGDFGDFGDFGDFG
There’s a lot of bad wood underneath the veneer
DFGDFG
She’s an overnight sensation after twenty five years
DFGDFG
Sharp fast curves, power steering
D
Unroll that twenty, buy me some beer
BC
Ain’t too bad, too bad at all, pick up the phone if I ever call
Chorus 1:
DFG
Hell No, I Ain’t Happy.
DFG
Hell no I ain’t happy
DFG
Hell No I ain’t happy
There’s a purdy little girl outside the van window
Bout 80 cities down, 800 to go
Six crammed in, we ain’t never alone
Never homesick, ain’t got no home
Check my mail if you would please, Jenn, collect my things till I’m in town again
Chorus 2:
DFG
Hell No, I Ain’t Happy.
DFG
Hell no I ain’t happy
B
But I get a little closer everyday
C
Gonna be a long time till I’m back your way
Solo
I’ve seen just how much I can stand
One night in Kansas City, we thought about killing a man
Seen my number fly by on Interstate Ten
Seen the mountains of Montana at Seven AM.
And I keep it all together for the sake of the kids, got your fine-ass self on the back of my lids
DFG
Hell No, I Ain’t Happy.
DFG
Hell no I ain’t happy
DFG
Hell No I ain’t happy
D
But I ain’t too croppy
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.