Gettin By chords by Dan Young

• Difficulty: Intermediate 💪

Key: E

Verse:
E             D               A             E
Don’t really like to think of my financial situation
E             D            A                 E
It could be better but I guess it could be worse
E                D            A         E
Ain’t much been interested in economic elevation
E       D            A             E
I only got so many hours on this earth


Pre-Chorus:
    F#m                          A
So before we go to dinner and a show
           F#m                           A                 B
There’s a couple things about me that I guess you oughta know

Chorus:
              A          E
Ain’t got no gas in the tank
        B            E
Got no cash in the bank
    A                 E                  B
My scraper’s for the windshield not the sky
        A               E
Got no bits or bobs or shillings
        B             E
All my gold is in my fillings
      A                E            B
My retirement plan is work until I die
        F#m     F#m  G#m    A
I ain’t rich
                      E
But I sure am gettin’ by

E  D  A


Verse 2:
E          D               A   E
I drive a brand new yellow 1992 Corolla
E            D               A          E
I hope the steering column doesn’t go again
E           D                    A                 E
I buy the nameless stuff that’s half the price of Coca Cola
E                D             A               E
It tastes like motor oil but hell I can’t complain


Chorus:
              A          E
Ain’t got no gas in the tank
        B            E
Got no cash in the bank
    A                 E                  B
My scraper’s for the windshield not the sky
        A               E
Got no bits or bobs or shillings
        B             E
All my gold is in my fillings
      A                E            B
My retirement plan is work until I die
        F#m     F#m  G#m    A
I ain’t rich
A
But I sure am gettin’ –
C#m     B      A         B                E
 By    and     by, Oh I keep my head up high
C#m        E       D               A       B
You can’t take it with you in the dirt
            C#m    B      A                      B            E
My empty pockets never weigh me down, there’s other ways to paint the town
         F#m                                   A                     B
But I’ll tell you, twenty bucks sure wouldn’t hurt -  Sure wouldn’t hurt


Intrumental:
E  D  A  x4


Pre-Chorus:
   F#m                          A
So before we go to dinner and a show
           F#m                            A               B
There’s a couple things about me that I guess you oughta know


Chorus:
              A          E
Ain’t got no gas in the tank
        B            E
Got no cash in the bank
    A                 E                  B
My scraper’s for the windshield not the sky
        A               E
Got no bits or bobs or shillings
        B             E
All my gold is in my fillings
      A                E            B
My retirement plan is work until I die
        F#m     F#m  G#m    A
I ain’t rich
                      E
But I sure am gettin’ by


Outro:
E  D  A  x4