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Tuning: E A D G B E
Till Adeath too us part is what she Dtold that preacher man Now she says this ain't worth Adyin' for She's Bhad all she can Estand She's Aboxed up momma's china, it's Dloaded on the truck She's just got started pAackin, and I'm Ethinkin' this could Asuck Now F#mthere goes my BLay-Z Boy and Dmy flat top Aguitar Here F#mcomes her big Bsister, what's she Ddoin' in my Ecar As F#mthey drive off to the Bcity I just Dwaved From the F#mtop of my lungs I Bhope she heard me Esay.
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You Ain't DLeavin' Thank God Are Ya You can't Abe gone fast enough What Eseemed to take a lifetime just Aleft in a cloud of dust This'll Dmake my girlfriend happy she's the Aone That never thought you F#mwould You Ain't DLeavin' Thank God BAre Ya Let us Dpray you're Egone for Agood.
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She F#mforgot her new Blaptop, so I know Dshe'll be Aback I'll have a F#mhot tub full of Bhotties, icein' Ddown a 24-Epack She'll F#mcuss me like a Bsailor, but I don't Dcare I'll have a F#mfew choice words Bwhen I come up for Eair.
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DYou Ain't Leavin' BThank God Are Ya Let us Dpray you're Egone for Agood.