Whiskey Girl Toby Keith with lyrics Chords

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_ [D#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [A] _
_ [E] _ Though my baby [B] look good in them blue [C#m] jeans,
tied on the top [A] with a belly button ring.
A [E] little tattoo somewhere [B] in between,
_ [A] she only shows me. _
Yeah, [E] we're going out dancing, [B] she's ready tonight.
[C#m] So damn good looking, [A] boy, it ain't even [E] right.
And when the bartender _ [B] says for the lady,
what's it [F#] gonna _ [C#] be?
_ I tell him, [F#] man, she ain't [C#] into wine and [D#m] roses.
_ Beer just [B] makes her turn up her nose.
[F#] And _ she can't [C#] stand a thought of sipping [G#m] _ champagne.
_ [B] _ _ [C#] _
[F#] _ _ No Cuervo [C#] gold _ [D#m] margaritas, just ain't enough [B] good burning
[F#] tequila, she needs something with a little [C#] more
rage and a little [G#m] more pain. _ _ _
She's my [D#m] little whiskey girl.
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She's my [D#m] little whiskey _ [B] girl.
My ragged [G#m] on the edges girl.
[B] _ But I like [D#m] them rough.
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_ [D#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [A] _
_ [E] _ _ Baby got [B] a 69 Mustang, [C#m] four on the floor,
and you ought to hear [E] the pipes ring.
I jump behind [B] the wheel, and it's a [A] way we go. _ _
Yeah, [E] I drive too fast, [B] but she don't [C#m] care.
Blue _ bandana [A] tied all up in her hair,
[E] just sitting there singing [B] every song on the radio.
[F#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ She [C#] ain't into wine and [D#m] roses.
_ Beer just [B] makes her turn up her [F#] nose.
And _ she can't [C#] stand a thought of sipping [G#m] _ champagne.
_ [B] _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ No [C#] Cuervo gold _ [D#m] margaritas, just ain't [B] enough good burning
tequila, [F#] she needs something with a little [C#] more rage
and a little [G#m] more pain. _ _ _
She's my [D#m] little whiskey girl.
[B] _ _
She's [D#m] my little whiskey _ [B] girl.
My [G#m] ragged on the edges _ [B] girl.
But I [F#] like them rough.
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_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ No [C#] Cuervo gold _ _ [D#m] margaritas, just ain't [B] enough good burning
tequila, [F#] she needs something with a little [C#] more rage
and a little [G#m] more pain.
_ _ [B] She's my [D#m] little whiskey [B] girl.
Oh, she's [D#m] my little whiskey _
_ [B] girl.
My [G#m] ragged on the edges [B] girl.
But I [D#m] like them rough. _
_ [B] _ Yeah, I [D#m] like them rough. _
_ [B] I like them rough.
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