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Capo on 2nd fret
Intro: x4
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Verse 1:
F G C
When the lights go down
F G C
When you're stuck here in this town
F G C
With nowhere to go
F G C
So you escape through the radio
F G C
And you worked all week
F G C
To barely make ends meet
Pre-Chorus:
F
Well, I gotta a little cash burning holes in my pocket
F G
Foot on the gas, taking off like a rocket
C
So come on, come on,
G
Baby, I'm buying
F G
I got enough to last us all night and
C G
You got the kiss that tastes like honey
F G
And I got a little beer money
C
Tonight, Tonight
G
Baby, we're drinkin'
F G
Lets wake the town that never stops sleeping
C G
You got the kiss that tastes like honey
F G
And I got a little beer money
Intro
Verse 2:
F G C
We can dance in the dark
F G C
Blow the speakers out of this car
F G C
Light it up, burn it down
F G C
Until the morning rolls around
F G C
In a field, where we can scream
F G C
Get away with almost anything
Pre-Chorus:
F
Yeah, every now and then you gotta raise a little hell
F G
Hope we get lucky and stay out of jail
C
So come on, come on,
G
Baby, I'm buying
F G
I got enough to last us all night and
C G
You got the kiss that tastes like honey
F G
And I got a little beer money
C
Tonight, Tonight
G
Baby, we're drinkin'
F G
Lets wake the town that never stops sleeping
C G
You got the kiss that tastes like honey
F G
And I got a little beer money
C G F G (3x) Am F
C
So come on, come on,
G
Baby, I'm buying
F G
I got enough to last us all night and
C G
You got the kiss that tastes like honey
F G
And I got a little beer money
C
Tonight, Tonight
G
Baby, we're drinkin'
F G
Lets wake the town that never stops sleeping
C G
You got the kiss that tastes like honey
F G
And I got a little beer money
Ending:
(Intro over last two lines)
So come on, come on
Yeah, come on, come on
C G F C
Written by Blair Daly/Kip Moore/Troy Verges