Silverado Saturday Night

E  | E  | A  E |  B |
| A E | B E | A E | B |

                     A                       E
Those horses need to run like wheels need to roll
           B
Where that rubber meets a red dirt road
            A                        E
I need your kiss like a cooler needs cans
          B
Like your body needs my two hands

                 A               E
So baby climb on up and slide on in
          B                         E
High as a kite, feeling free as the wind
          A                        E
Find that buckle next to me in the middle
                 B
You can grind my gears but don't you play me like a fiddle
       E       A             E
We can tie one on and come unwound
            A                      F#m
Turn up the heat when the sun goes down
               A                       E                              B
No, they don't call it a truck bed for nothing, yeah, you know that's right
                                           A
Nothing's better than a Silverado Saturday night

|A E | B E| A E| B

N.C.           A                    E
I got money to burn like gas in the tank
                B
Got the perfect spot there down by the bank
              A                   E
Got my old Zebco with a ten pound line
                 B
So kick off your boots, now it's time to shine

                 A               E
So baby climb on up and slide on in
          B                         E
High as a kite, feeling free as the wind
          A                        E
Find that buckle next to me in the middle
                 B
You can grind my gears but don't you play me like a fiddle
       E       A             E
We can tie one on and come unwound
            A                      F#m
Turn up the heat when the sun goes down
               A                       E                              B
No, they don't call it a truck bed for nothing, yeah, you know that's right
                                           A     E
Nothing's better than a Silverado Saturday night
B                                                      A    E   B
Ah, there’s nothing's better than a Silverado Saturday night

          A               E
It's just you and me underneath the moon
         B
We'll be dancing with the stars
           A                  E
Yeah, I'll show you what they mean
                    B
When they sing about fishing in the dark

                 A               E
So baby climb on up and slide on in
          B                         E
High as a kite, feeling free as the wind
          A                        E
Find that buckle next to me in the middle
                 B
You can grind my gears but don't you play me like a fiddle
       E       A             E
We can tie one on and come unwound
            A                      F#m
Turn up the heat when the sun goes down
               A                       E                              B
No, they don't call it a truck bed for nothing, yeah, you know that's right
B
Nothing's better than a Silverado….

           A                       E                              B
They don't call it a truck bed for nothing, yeah, you know that's right
B
Nothing's better than a Silverado....
           A                       E                              B
They don't call it a truck bed for nothing, yeah, you know that's right
                                           A     E   B
Nothing's better than a Silverado Saturday night
E                  A     E  B   G E
Silverado Saturday night

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