[Intro]
D Bm G A
Sorry, y’all, my mamaw called me, I’ll, I’ll be right back, hello?
[Verse 1]
A D Em D
It was always hotter than the grease she used to fry that chicken
G A
Smelled like Marlboro Reds and all the butter from her biscuits
D Em D
And that Lincoln in the driveway, circa 1982
G A
Was on the shiny side of rusty and on the paler side of blue
G A D
‘Cussin and complainin’ weren’t allowed in Mamaw’s house
[Chorus]
G D A
If every nightstand had a Bible, every front porch had a swing
G D A
If every backyard had a garden, every front door had a screen
Bm A G D
Well, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
G A D Bm D G
If every town had a Mamaw’s house
[Verse 2]
D Bm
She’d ask if I was hungry every thirty seconds
G A
And say things like “hellfire,” “tarnation,” and “I reckon’s”
D Bm
It’s where I spent my summers and she put me to work
G A
Shellin’ peas and shuckin’ corn until my fingers hurt
G A D
No tellin’ who I’da been without Mamaw’s house
[Chorus]
G D A
If every nightstand had a Bible, every front porch had a swing
G D A
If every backyard had a garden, every front door had a screen
Bm A G D
Yeah, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
G A D
If every town had a Mamaw’s house
[Bridge]
G
Yeah, and if they did, when I punch the clock
A G
Tonight, I know right where I’d be
G
I’d walk in and get a big ol’ hug
A
And a bigger glass of tea
[Chorus]
G D A
If every nightstand had a Bible, every front porch had a swing
G D A
If every backyard had a garden, every front door had a screen
Bm A G D
Yeah, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
G A D
If every town had a Mamaw’s house
Bm A G D
Yeah, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
G A D
If every town had a mamaw’s house
[Outro]
Bm G D
[Intro]
D Bm G A
Sorry, y’all, my mamaw called me, I’ll, I’ll be right back, hello?
[Verse 1]
A D Em D
It was always hotter than the grease she used to fry that chicken
G A
Smelled like Marlboro Reds and all the butter from her biscuits
D Em D
And that Lincoln in the driveway, circa 1982
G A
Was on the shiny side of rusty and on the paler side of blue
G A D
‘Cussin and complainin’ weren’t allowed in Mamaw’s house
[Chorus]
G D A
If every nightstand had a Bible, every front porch had a swing
G D A
If every backyard had a garden, every front door had a screen
Bm A G D
Well, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
G A D Bm D G
If every town had a Mamaw’s house
[Verse 2]
D Bm
She’d ask if I was hungry every thirty seconds
G A
And say things like “hellfire,” “tarnation,” and “I reckon’s”
D Bm
It’s where I spent my summers and she put me to work
G A
Shellin’ peas and shuckin’ corn until my fingers hurt
G A D
No tellin’ who I’da been without Mamaw’s house
[Chorus]
G D A
If every nightstand had a Bible, every front porch had a swing
G D A
If every backyard had a garden, every front door had a screen
Bm A G D
Yeah, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
G A D
If every town had a Mamaw’s house
[Bridge]
G
Yeah, and if they did, when I punch the clock
A G
Tonight, I know right where I’d be
G
I’d walk in and get a big ol’ hug
A
And a bigger glass of tea
[Chorus]
G D A
If every nightstand had a Bible, every front porch had a swing
G D A
If every backyard had a garden, every front door had a screen
Bm A G D
Yeah, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
G A D
If every town had a Mamaw’s house
Bm A G D
Yeah, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
G A D
If every town had a mamaw’s house
[Outro]
Bm G D
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