pretty sure this is how jamey did it . just listen to the song a few times to get
your timing down but other than that pretty simple .
verse 1 :
A D
she was six foot three
A D
she could bench press me
D A
had a voice like a young charlie pride
A
well she walked up to you
said honey how do you do
D E
i know you ain’t here with this guy
chorus :
A Dm D
there’s a bull dyke , hittin’ on my girlfriend
Am A E
now i was ’bout to get rowdy and mad
F#m A G
i just kept hearin’ the words of my dad
A E A
son don’t ever hit a man on the rag
verse 2 :
A
she gave you a wink
bought you a drink
D A
wrote her phone number down on your hand
D
she was well on her way
A
just hit second base
D E
i’d ’bout damn had all i could stand
chorus :
A Dm D
there’s a bull dyke , hittin’ on my girlfriend
Am A E
now i was ’bout to get rowdy and mad
F#m A G
i just kept hearin’ the words of my dad
A E A
son don’t ever hit a man on the rag
verse 3 :
F#m
she was flexin’ her muscles
E
an flickin’ her bean
A E
she was lonesome , onry and mean
chorus :
A Dm D
there’s a bull dyke , hittin’ on my girlfriend
Am A E
now i was ’bout to get rowdy and mad
F#m A G
i just kept hearin’ the words of my dad
Am G
dear old dad
A E A
son don’t ever hit a man on the rag
pretty sure this is how jamey did it . just listen to the song a few times to get
your timing down but other than that pretty simple .
verse 1 :
A D
she was six foot three
A D
she could bench press me
D A
had a voice like a young charlie pride
A
well she walked up to you
said honey how do you do
D E
i know you ain’t here with this guy
chorus :
A Dm D
there’s a bull dyke , hittin’ on my girlfriend
Am A E
now i was ’bout to get rowdy and mad
F#m A G
i just kept hearin’ the words of my dad
A E A
son don’t ever hit a man on the rag
verse 2 :
A
she gave you a wink
bought you a drink
D A
wrote her phone number down on your hand
D
she was well on her way
A
just hit second base
D E
i’d ’bout damn had all i could stand
chorus :
A Dm D
there’s a bull dyke , hittin’ on my girlfriend
Am A E
now i was ’bout to get rowdy and mad
F#m A G
i just kept hearin’ the words of my dad
A E A
son don’t ever hit a man on the rag
verse 3 :
F#m
she was flexin’ her muscles
E
an flickin’ her bean
A E
she was lonesome , onry and mean
chorus :
A Dm D
there’s a bull dyke , hittin’ on my girlfriend
Am A E
now i was ’bout to get rowdy and mad
F#m A G
i just kept hearin’ the words of my dad
Am G
dear old dad
A E A
son don’t ever hit a man on the rag
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