Crushin It(Chords)

	        Crushin It by brad Paisley 

verse 1:  
D                                G 
I sure could use an attaboy or a big old high five 
     D                                       G 
I'd love to hear 'you're killing it, dude', yeah it's bit a long time 
      D                             G 
Since I hit one out of the park or nailed it as they say 
        A                       
I guess I've been in a dry spell but that's about to change 

Chorus: 
D                      G       D                    A 
Cause every week has a weekend, by this time Friday night 
D                    G         D              A 
I'll be done with my third can of cold Bud Light 
            D          G              D            G 
And I'll be crushin' it, yeah I'll be crushin' it 

verse 2: 
      D                                                G 
They say your baby's mad cause you told her that you'd hang some pictures for her 
          D                                     G 
You know the ones she framed late last spring of you and her in Florida 
         D                               G 
You're up on the ladder when it shatters into smithereens 
    D       
She shakes her head, looks at you and says 
           G 
'Ain't you good for anything?' and you say 

Chorus 
D                      G        D                    A 
Cause every week has a weekend, by this time Friday night 
D             G      D                    A 
You want a margarita, Ill get tequila and ice 
             D                  G   
And I'll be crushin' it, with a cold one in my other hand 
         D                    G 
I'll be crushin' it, when I'm finished with my can 
      D                      G 
I can stomp it with my boot, crunch it with my fist 
D                        G 
Smash it on my forehead, yeah I got this 
         D           G 
I'll be crushin' it, oh I'll be crushin' it 

Instrumental: D-G x4 

verse 3:  
    D                                  G 
I figured this out in college, walking past them Gothic columns 
     D                             G 
That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere near the  
D                                 G 
I was never gonna be the best and brightest guy around 
             D                                      G 
But like the great George freakin Straight, I'm the king of getting unwound 

Chorus  

Outro- Verse progression
	        

Written by Kelley Lovelace/Lee Thomas Miller/Brad Paisley