John Denver – Ann (Guitar)

            G                                        D
I know I'll never find another hunk of woman like my Ann.

             C                     D
She makes me feel like a great big man.

             G                                                       D
I'm gonna go tell her momma what I think about her, say, "Thank you, ma'am,

           C                G
For giving me your daughter Ann."

            C
She sure is stacked from her toes to the pretty little nape

       C
Of her neck, she's packed like a seed in a grape.

      G
She's smooth has a marble skin.

           C
When I see her I believe I'm a real big guy,

           C
And when I go to work, I think I might die,

   Am                  D
If I can't hurry home again.

                 G                                            Am
If the good Lord worked a hundred years at makin' me a female plan,

              C            D               G
I'd say, "No, thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann."

            G                                          D
How could I ever look at any other woman when I've got Ann.

          C                      D
I feel so good when she takes my hand.

             G                                                       D
I'm gonna go tell her daddy what I think about her, say, "Thank you, man,

           C                G
For giving me your daughter Ann."

            C
When I come home and feel like I've been run over

             C
By a ten-ton truck, she can rub my shoulder

    G
And ease my aches and pains.

               C
When I lose my job and I'm down to a silver dollar

      C
And I feel like a dried up gourd in a holler,

    Am                            D
She   cools my brow like a summer rain.

                 G                                      D
If the good Lord worked all night at makin' me a female plan,

              C            D               G
I'd say, "No, thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann."

            G                                        D
I know I'll never find another hunk of woman like my Ann.

             C                     D
She makes me feel like a great big man.

                 G                                            D
If the good Lord worked a hundred years at makin' me a female plan,

              C            D               G
I'd say, "No, thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann."

              C            D               G
I'd say, "No, thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann."  ... Yeah!