Martina McBride – When God Fearin Women Get The Blues (Guitar)
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[Prelude]
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“She was the prom queen, he was a quarterback of the football team
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and it all looked so promising, we never thought anything 'ud happen like this
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and then, all of a sudden, twenty five years of love and devotion, down the drain.”
[Intro]
D N.C. A N.C. Hummm we all heard her hollering, for a country mile, D N.C. Bm N.C. Cheatin' sure shows a complete lack of style, D N.C. A N.C. Well she, took out three parking meters, and a pedestrian's purse, C N.C. G N.C. D N.C. The day she quit the Baptist choir and threw that Ford into reverse.
[Interlude]
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[Verse 1]
D D D D Lock up your husbands, And lock up your sons, D D D D Lock up your whiskey cabinets and girls lock up your guns, D D D D And lock up the beauty shop there's no tellin' if they've heard the news, D N.C. D N.C. D N.C. D Call the boys downtown and Neiman Marcus tell 'em lock up them high heeled shoes,
[Chorus]
Bm G D D When God fearin' women get the blues, D D A A There ain't no slap dabb a tellin' what they're gonna do, Run around yellin', D G D A G D I got a Mustang, it'll do 80, you don't have to be my baby, D G D A G G G G D I’ve stirred my last batch of gravy, you don't have to be my . . . . . . . . . . . . Bay hay bee.
[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
D D D D Call all the Deacons, Call the Ladies aid, D D D D Call all the altos sopranos, tenors call every bass, D D D D Well, call all the Pentecostals, and bring that anointing oil too, D N.C. D N.C. D N.C. D Well, call the Preacher, he's the only could reach her and there ain't no time to lose.
[Chorus]
Bm G D D When God fearin' women get the blues, D D A A There ain't no slap dabb a tellin' what they're gonna do, Run around yellin', D G D A G D I got a Mustang, it'll do 80, you don't have to be my baby, D G D A G G G G D I’ve stirred my last batch of gravy, you don't have to be my . . . . . . . . . . . . Bay hay bee.
[Interlude]
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[Bridge]
Bm N.C. D N.C. She's on all our prayer lists, She's on all our hearts, Bm N.C. A N.C. As for the Easter Cantata, We don't know who'll sing her part. D D D D 'Let's go girl'.
[Chorus]
Bm G D D When God fearin' women get the blues, D D A A There ain't no slap dabb a tellin' what they're gonna do, Run around yellin', D G D A G D I got a Mustang, it'll do 80, you don't have to be my baby, D G D A G G G G D I’ve stirred my last batch of gravy, you don't have to be my . . . . . . . . . . . . Bay hay bee.
[Outro]
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