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For A Boat by Luke Bryan

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Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)


Verse 1:
C
Everything I learned about life
  G
I learned out on that bank
     Am
From gettin' up early, comin' up empty
    C                  G
And good things come to those that wait
Am
Money doesn't grow on trees
                  F
The difference in talking and shootin' the breeze

Chorus:
C
I remember thinkin', wouldn't it be cool
           Am
To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude?
    F                             C                     G
And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here?"
          C
He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't"
Am
And just about then that bobber would sink
F                                         G
And that outboard dream of mine would disappear
Am                        G            F
I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes
F               C
Too broke for a boat

Verse 2:
C
He could've picked up an extra shift
G
Or a weekend at the factory
Am
But every Sunday was saved for Jesus
C                            G
And Saturdays, he spent with me
Am
'Til that summer would fall
         F
I didn't know we had it all

Chorus:
C
I remember thinkin', wouldn't it be cool
           Am
To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude?
    F                              C                    G
And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here?"
           C
He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't"
Am
And just about then that bobber would sink
F                                          G
And that outboard dream of mine would disappear
Am                        G            F
I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes
F               C
Too broke for a boat
F               C
Too broke for a boat

Chorus:
C
I remember thinkin', wouldn't it be cool
           Am
To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude?
    F                              C                    G
And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here?"
          C
He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't"
Am
And just about then that bobber would sink
F                                          G
And that outboard dream of mine would disappear
Am                        G            F
I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes
F               C
Too broke for a boat
F               C
Too broke for a boat