Intro C Am C Dm F C G X3 C Your Daddy was mad as hell Am He was mad at me and you F As he tied that chain to the front of my car and Dm pulled me out of that ditch that we slid into C Don't know what his problem is Am Why he keeps dragging you away F Don't know why I put up with this s**t Dm C When you don't put out and Zip City's so far away Repeat Intro C Am Your Daddy is a deacon down at the Salem Church of Christ F Dm And He makes good money as long as Reynolds Wrap keeps everything wrapped up tight C Am Your Mama's as good a wife and Mama as she can be F Dm And your Sister's puttin' that sweet stuff on everybody in town but me G Am Your Brother was the first-born, got ten fingers and ten toes F Dm And it's a damn good thing cause He needs all twenty to keep the closet door closed Repeat Intro Dm F C Maybe it's the twenty-six mile drive from Zip City to Colbert Heights G Keeps my mind clean Gets me through the night Dm F Maybe you're just a destination, a place for me to go C G Dm A way to keep from having to deal with my seventeen-year-old mind all alone F Keep your drawers on, girl, it ain't worth the fight C By the time you drop them I'll be gone G Dm And you'll be right where they fall the rest of your life Repeat Intro Dm F You say you're tired of me taking you for granted C G Waiting' up till the last minute to call you up and see what you want to do Dm F Well you're only fifteen, girl, you ain't got no secretary C G And for granted is a mighty big word for a country girl like you Dm You know it's just your Daddy talking F C Cause He knows that blood red carpet at the Salem Church of Christ G Dm Ain't gonna ever see no wedding between me and you Repeat Intro C Am Zip City it's a good thing that they built a wall around you F Dm Zip up to Tennessee then zip back down to Alabama C Am I got 350 heads on a 305 engine F I get ten miles to the gallon Dm C I ain't got no good intentions
