Zac Brown Band – Fun Having Fun (Guitar)

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My granddad's pride and joy was a '49 Ford

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Much as he loved Grandma he loved that old truck more

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I thought it was time that I took it for a stroll

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I had a big old pair for a boy just eight years old

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Grindin' second gear, driftin' through the cows

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Rippin' through the pasture when the brakes finally gave out

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He was screamin' from the porch, I was crashin' through the fence

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And he said, "What do you have to say for what you've done?"

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Fun havin' fun

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There's only so many trips around the sun

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Of a gun, what's done is done

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Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts

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But it's fun havin' fun

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My dad kept a can of gas behind our old barn

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I made sure I was careful when I poured it on the lawn

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The fire was beautiful 'til the wind started to blow

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That ember hit the hayloft and I watched that sucker go

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It didn't take long at all, there was forty foot flames

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I remember feelin' grateful that the fire was now contained

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The firemen had a hose and my dad, he had a belt

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He said, "What do you have to say for what you've done?"

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Fun havin' fun

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There's only so many trips around the sun

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Of a gun, what's done is done

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Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts

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But it's fun havin' fun

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Ten country boys doin' ninety-five down an old dirt road

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Hotboxin' the minivan, squintin' through the smoke

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Blue lights came flashin' and they hauled our asses in (Damn it, boy)

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I look **** up in the mugshot, but I'd do it all again

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If you're dumb (Yes, you're dumb)

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You gotta be tough (Well, you're tough)

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If you're smart, you might miss the thrill of blowin' things up

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That's enough of a life that's boring

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And the worst decisions make good stories

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Grab your helmet and your cape

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Break a leg, duct tape her straight

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Fun to have some fun

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There's only so many trips around the sun

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Of a gun, what's done is done

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Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts

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But it's fun havin' fun havin' fun havin' fun, ah-ooh