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Title: You Never Know Just How Good You've Got It
Artist: Tracy Byrd
Album: No Ordinary Man
Written by: Mark Nessler
Transcribed by: Tim Rehagen
E-mail address: [email protected]
Key: E major
[Intro]
A A#dim7 E C#7 F#7 B7 E
[Verse]
E
Hey, once I was the honky-tonkin' talk of the town
A E
Ridin' high in my bad Chevrolet
E C#7
I had seven pretty women, Lord, hangin' on me
F#7 B7
A different one for every day
E
But look at me now, all my women's left town
A E
And a buck is gettin' hard to come by
A A#dim7
Well I must confess
E C#7
My life's a big mess
F#7 B7 E
I'm so low, I could lay down and die
[Chorus]
E
Well, you never know just how good you've got it 'till you
A E
....ain't got it no more
E C#7
You never know just how high you're flyin' 'till you
F#7 B7
Fall face down on the floor
E
All I can do is just moan the blues
A G#7
And dream about what I had before
A A#dim7
Hey, you never know just how
E C#7
Good you've got it 'till you
F#7 B7 E
Ain't got it no more
[Instrumental]
E A E C#7 F#7 B7 E A E A A#dim7
E C#7 F#7 B7 E
[Verse]
E
Hey, lately I've become one pool-sharking fool
A E
Make my livin' on them buddies of mine
E C#7
I was cookin' last night when the chips were all down
F#7 B7
So I layed everything I had on the line
E
Well i knew I'd regret that hundred dollar bet
A E
But you never learn until it's too late
A A#dim7
We flipped and I lost
E C#7
Then I payed the cost
F#7 B7 E
When the eight fell in on the break
[Chorus]
A A#dim7
No, you never know just how
E C#7
Good you've got it 'till you
F#7 B7 E E
...Ain't got it no more
Artist: Tracy Byrd
Album: No Ordinary Man
Written by: Mark Nessler
Transcribed by: Tim Rehagen
E-mail address: [email protected]
Key: E major
[Intro]
A A#dim7 E C#7 F#7 B7 E
[Verse]
E
Hey, once I was the honky-tonkin' talk of the town
A E
Ridin' high in my bad Chevrolet
E C#7
I had seven pretty women, Lord, hangin' on me
F#7 B7
A different one for every day
E
But look at me now, all my women's left town
A E
And a buck is gettin' hard to come by
A A#dim7
Well I must confess
E C#7
My life's a big mess
F#7 B7 E
I'm so low, I could lay down and die
[Chorus]
E
Well, you never know just how good you've got it 'till you
A E
....ain't got it no more
E C#7
You never know just how high you're flyin' 'till you
F#7 B7
Fall face down on the floor
E
All I can do is just moan the blues
A G#7
And dream about what I had before
A A#dim7
Hey, you never know just how
E C#7
Good you've got it 'till you
F#7 B7 E
Ain't got it no more
[Instrumental]
E A E C#7 F#7 B7 E A E A A#dim7
E C#7 F#7 B7 E
[Verse]
E
Hey, lately I've become one pool-sharking fool
A E
Make my livin' on them buddies of mine
E C#7
I was cookin' last night when the chips were all down
F#7 B7
So I layed everything I had on the line
E
Well i knew I'd regret that hundred dollar bet
A E
But you never learn until it's too late
A A#dim7
We flipped and I lost
E C#7
Then I payed the cost
F#7 B7 E
When the eight fell in on the break
[Chorus]
A A#dim7
No, you never know just how
E C#7
Good you've got it 'till you
F#7 B7 E E
...Ain't got it no more
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