Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Verse 1: C F You know most days now I do what I want G C I got a great list you see C F Tighten this I loosen that A D plenty of places for me to be C C7 F D7#9 Sure someday these feet get to rustling C G A7 Ddim7/C Most my days I find myself F G C working hard at nothing
Verse 2: C F A man ain’t worth his sand G C unless he’s getting something done C F A D So I consider it a full time job having my fun C C7 F D7#9 Sure somedays this smokestack gets to puffing C G A7 Ddim7/C But most my days I’m overworked F G C and worn out from nothing Chorus: F D7#9 C Nothing, sitting and staring at the sun slowly creeping by F D7#9 C A7 Nothing, I’m watching the birds and learning how to fly C E7 F G C I used to get in trouble for all the things I done but that old race is run F A7 E7 F G C So come down now the leaves are rustling I got a little time for nothing Verse 3: C F G C A cold beer ain’t worth a damn lest it’s sweating in your hand C F A D So hand me down another friend let's make a plan C C7 F D7#9 The day may come we'll get back to hustling C G A7 Ddim7/C But till that day let's make our hay F G C making bets on nothing Chorus: F D7#9 C Nothing, sitting and staring at the sun slowly creeping by F D7#9 C A7 Nothing, I’m watching the birds and learning how to fly C E7 F G C I used to get in trouble for all the things I done but that old race is run F A7 E7 F G C So come down now the leaves are rustling I got a little time for nothing
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