Toby Keith - My list

U^Gnder an old brass pa^Dper we^Emight, is my l^Cist of things to ^Gdo tod^Amay. ^CGo to the bank and the h^Gardware st^Amore, p^Cut a new lock on the c^Geller ^Amdoor. ^GI cross them off as I g^Cet em' done, but ^Emwhen the sun is s^Det. ^EmTheres still more than a ^Dfew things left I ha^Cven't got to yet.

^GGo for a walk, s^Day a little prayer, ^Emtake a deep breath of m^Dountain air. ^CPut on my glove, pl^Gay some catch, I^Amts time that I make ^Gtime for that. ^GWade the shore, c^Dast a line, ^Emlook up an old ^Dlost friend of mine. ^CSit on the proch, ^Gand give my girl a k^Amiss, Start liv^Din', Thats the n^Cext thing on my li^Gst.

^GWouldn't change the ^Dcourse^Em of fate, if ^Ccuttin' the grass^G just ^Amhad to wait. ^CCause I've got more i^Gmportant t^Amhings,^C like pushing my kid o^Gn a ba^Amckyard swing. ^GI won't break my back f^Cor a million buck^Ems, I can't take t^Do my grave. ^EmSo why put off til' tommo^Drrow, what I could get ^Cdone today.

^GGo for a walk, s^Day a little prayer, t^Emake a deep breath of mo^Duntain air. ^CPut on my glove, pl^Gay some catch, I^Amts time that I make ^Gtime for that. ^GWade the shore, ^Dcast a line, l^Emook up an old lost^D friend of mine. ^CSit on the proch^G, and give my girl a^Am kiss, Start liv^Din', Thats the n^Cext thing on my li^Gst.

^ARaise a little hell, ^Elaugh til' it hurts, ^F#mput an extra five in the ^Eplate at church. ^DCall up my folks, j^Aust to chat, It'^Bms time that I made t^Aime for that. ^AStay up late, an^Ed over sleep, sho^F#mw her what she means to ^Eme. ^DCatch up on all ^Athe things I've alwa^Bmys missed. Just Start li^Evin', thats the ^Dnext thing on my l^Aist.

U^Ander an old brass p^Caper w^F#meight, is my l^Dist of things to ^Ado t^Bmoday.