Brad Paisley – Crushin It (Guitar)

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[Verse 1]
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I sure could use an attaboy or a big old high five

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I'd love to hear "you're killing it, dude", yeah it's bit a long time

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Since I hit one out of the park or nailed it as they say

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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]
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They say your baby's mad cause you told her that you'd hang some pictures for her

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You know the ones she framed late last spring of you and her in Florida

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You're up on the ladder when it shatters into smithereens

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She shakes her head, looks at you and says

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"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]
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I figured this out in college, walking past them Gothic columns

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That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere near the 

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I was never gonna be the best and brightest guy around

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But like the great George freakin Straight, I'm the king of getting unwound
[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