Brantley Gilbert - Bad boy

Girl, ^CI would dial your number without lookin' And you'd ^Falways pick it up soon as it rang I'd ^Chear you say, "I hear my mama coming" And you'd ^Fhide the phone up underneath the sheets And Id ^Amhear her say, "^GGirl, haven't I ^Ftold you? ^AmYeah I know ^Gwho you're talking ^Fto

It's that ^Cbad boy, It's that wrong side of the ^Ftracks boy That break your heart and won't come ^Amback boy Why's ^Gthat boy the one yo^Fu love You're not that ^Cbad boy

^CYou weren’t scared but you had every reason Me and my ^Fboys were nothing short of dangerous But you said, "^CBoy, you know Ive heard you talk to Jesus How's a ^Ftough guy like you afraid to love?"

You ain't so ^Cbad boy You've done some things you can't take ^Fback, boy But I see straight through ^Amthat boy And ^Gthat boy's the one I ^Flove

You ain't so ^Cbad boy No, you ain't so ^F bad ^{F C} Ain't so ^Cbad ^{F F}

Well I remember ^Csittin' down beside your mama My hands shaking ^Fin my pocket with that ring She says "Boy, I ^Calways knew you loved my daugh^Gter She loves you too ^Amand I think I know what ^Fshe sees"

So alr^Cight bad boy Long as them old habits don’t come ^Fback boy You know that's how she lost her ^Amdad, boy And ^Gthat boy's the one I ^Floved, He was my bad boy ^C

He was my ^Fbad boy Guess you ain’t ^Cso bad No you ain't so ^Fbad boy ^{F C}