Chords Zac Brown Band - Fun Having Fun
Lyrics Zac Brown Band - Fun Having Fun
[Verse 1]
A D A
My granddadâs pride and joy was a â49 Ford
E
Much as he loved Grandma he lovedâ
thatâ
old truck more
D E A D
Iâ
thought it was time that Iâ
took it for a stroll
E A
I had a big old pair for a boy just eight years old
[Verse 2]
D A
Grindinâ second gear, driftinâ through the cows
E
Rippinâ through the pasture when the brakes finally gave out
D E A F#m
He was screaminâ from the porch, I was crashinâ through the fence
B E
And he said, âWhat do you have to say for what youâve done?â
In my defense, I said itâs
[Chorus]
D A
Fun havinâ fun
E F#m
Thereâs only so many trips around the sun
D A
Of a gun, whatâs done is done
E
Hold it flat âcause none of it lasts
A
But itâs fun havinâ fun
[Verse 3]
A D A
My dad kept a can of gas behind our old barn
E
I made sure I was careful when I poured it on the lawn
D E A D
The fire was beautiful âtil the wind started to blow
E A
That ember hit the hayloft and I watched that sucker go
[Verse 4]
D A
It didnât take long at all, there was forty foot flames
E
I remember feelinâ grateful that the fire was now contained
D E A F#m
The firemen had a hose and my dad, he had a belt
B E
He said, âWhat do you have to say for what youâve done?â
I just felt that itâs
[Chorus]
D A
Fun havinâ fun
E F#m
Thereâs only so many trips around the sun
D A
Of a gun, whatâs done is done
E
Hold it flat âcause none of it lasts
A
But itâs fun havinâ fun
D C F E C# F#m C# F#m E G# A E F# B E
[Verse 5]
A
Ten country boys doinâ ninety-five down an old dirt road
E
Hotboxinâ the minivan, squintinâ through the smoke
D E A F#m
Blue lights came flashinâ and they hauled our asses in (Damn it, boy)
B E
I look **** up in the mugshot, but Iâd do it all again
[Bridge]
D
If youâre dumb (Yes, youâre dumb)
A
You gotta be tough (Well, youâre tough)
E F#m
If youâre smart, you might miss the thrill of blowinâ things up
D A
Thatâs enough of a life thatâs boring
E F#m
And the worst decisions make good stories
D A
Grab your helmet and your cape
E
Break a leg, duct tape her straight
Chicks dig scars and get-well cakes
[Chorus]
D D
Fun to have some fun
E F#m
Thereâs only so many trips around the sun
D A
Of a gun, whatâs done is done
E
Hold it flat âcause none of it lasts
D
But itâs fun havinâ fun havinâ fun havinâ fun, ah-ooh
(Woo-hoo)
F F# A F#m A
[Verse 1]
A D A
My granddadâs pride and joy was a â49 Ford
E
Much as he loved Grandma he lovedâ
thatâ
old truck more
D E A D
Iâ
thought it was time that Iâ
took it for a stroll
E A
I had a big old pair for a boy just eight years old
[Verse 2]
D A
Grindinâ second gear, driftinâ through the cows
E
Rippinâ through the pasture when the brakes finally gave out
D E A F#m
He was screaminâ from the porch, I was crashinâ through the fence
B E
And he said, âWhat do you have to say for what youâve done?â
In my defense, I said itâs
[Chorus]
D A
Fun havinâ fun
E F#m
Thereâs only so many trips around the sun
D A
Of a gun, whatâs done is done
E
Hold it flat âcause none of it lasts
A
But itâs fun havinâ fun
[Verse 3]
A D A
My dad kept a can of gas behind our old barn
E
I made sure I was careful when I poured it on the lawn
D E A D
The fire was beautiful âtil the wind started to blow
E A
That ember hit the hayloft and I watched that sucker go
[Verse 4]
D A
It didnât take long at all, there was forty foot flames
E
I remember feelinâ grateful that the fire was now contained
D E A F#m
The firemen had a hose and my dad, he had a belt
B E
He said, âWhat do you have to say for what youâve done?â
I just felt that itâs
[Chorus]
D A
Fun havinâ fun
E F#m
Thereâs only so many trips around the sun
D A
Of a gun, whatâs done is done
E
Hold it flat âcause none of it lasts
A
But itâs fun havinâ fun
D C F E C# F#m C# F#m E G# A E F# B E
[Verse 5]
A
Ten country boys doinâ ninety-five down an old dirt road
E
Hotboxinâ the minivan, squintinâ through the smoke
D E A F#m
Blue lights came flashinâ and they hauled our asses in (Damn it, boy)
B E
I look **** up in the mugshot, but Iâd do it all again
[Bridge]
D
If youâre dumb (Yes, youâre dumb)
A
You gotta be tough (Well, youâre tough)
E F#m
If youâre smart, you might miss the thrill of blowinâ things up
D A
Thatâs enough of a life thatâs boring
E F#m
And the worst decisions make good stories
D A
Grab your helmet and your cape
E
Break a leg, duct tape her straight
Chicks dig scars and get-well cakes
[Chorus]
D D
Fun to have some fun
E F#m
Thereâs only so many trips around the sun
D A
Of a gun, whatâs done is done
E
Hold it flat âcause none of it lasts
D
But itâs fun havinâ fun havinâ fun havinâ fun, ah-ooh
(Woo-hoo)
F F# A F#m A