Pants

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G G F F C C D D
                   G            F         C     D
Well I've been a strong-willed son of a gun
      G           F             C     D
Ever since I was suckin' my thumb
     G              F
But push came to shove
     C          D             G      F
When I fell in love with my baby
 C        D
Yeah my baby
               G         F     C        D
Well you could say she's overbearing
                G               F                C          D
Matter fact she picked out the clothes that I'm wearing
      G         F
And I can't go fishing
  C            D
Without her permission
     G          F
But I ain't complaining
      C        D
We've got an arrangement
G                D
She can wear the pants
C                D
She can run the show
G                D
She can crack a whip
      C        D
Like Indiana Jones
G                D
She can rule the roost
C                D
She can snap and holler
C                       D
She can wear the pants
        D              G        F    C
Long as I can take 'em off her
        D              G        F    C    D
Long as I can take 'em off her
              G
She calls the shots
           F
Gives the orders
           C     D
Makes the plans
              G      F      C     D
That woman's wish is my command
     G           F
Yeah I'm telling you
      C          D
I got more honey-do's
           G              F
Than every fruit truck on 40
         C            D
But I'll get 'em done shortly
G                D
She can wear the pants
C                D
She can run the show
G                D
She can crack a whip
      C        D
Like Indiana Jones
G                D
She can rule the roost
C                D
She can snap and holler
C                       D
She can wear the pants
        D              G        F   C   D
Long as I can take 'em off her
             G          D    C
Well she can push me around
             G        D     C
But when the sun goes down
C                                D
Look out theres a new sheriff in town
G F C D x4
             G           F              C      D
Well I get a whole lotta flack from the fellas
      G            F            C       D
But I reckon that they're just jealous
G                D
She can wear the pants
C                D
She can run the show
G                D
She can crack a whip
      C        D
Like Indiana Jones
G                D
She can rule the roost
C                D
She can snap and holler
C                       D
She can wear the pants
        D              G        F    C
Long as I can take 'em off her
        D              G        F    C
Long as I can take 'em off her
        D              G        F    C
Long as I can take 'em off her
        D              G
Long as I can take 'em off her