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'