Check chords by Derek Austin

• Capo on 3rd

Intro:

C     C


Verse 1:
C
Take a sip of summer outta gardenhouse check
Gm7
Caney Creek back flip off a bridge check
C
Save cash cuttin' grass to cut that check
                                       C
For a new used Ford with a tool box bed
C
Skinny dip-dry drip with your dream girl check
Gm7
Pretty smile singin' George Strait check
    C
Yes tell your buddies that you're going to need a rain check
C

On that neon night Miller light long neck


Chorus:
          C
I'm gonna light that fuse, gonna burn their tires
      Gm7
Gonna hang this hard on a high wire
         C
Tell the whole world to hell with the safety net
C
I want a blank page of things I ain't done yet
          C
I'm gonna let my feet run til these boots wear thin
    Gm7
Let every red settin' sun sink in
          C
When they put me in a box
                                               C
I don't want to have a single one left to check


Verse 2:
C                                Gm7
On your mama and that rain gauge check
                                   C
Find the woman that'll keep you in check
C
I'm gonna be wings in the wind
C
Chips all in yeah you can bet


Chorus:
          C
I'm gonna light that fuse, gonna burn their tires
      Gm7
Gonna hang this hard on a high wire
         C
Tell the whole world to hell with the safety net
C
I want a blank page of things I ain't done yet
          C
I'm gonna let my feet run til these boots wear thin
    Gm7
Let every red settin' sun sink in
          C
When they put me in a box
                                            C
I don't want to have a single one left to check


Guitar Solo:
C   C   G


Bridge:
          C
I'm gonna kick up dust and ride this wave
                            C
Til the big man says, check mate


Chorus:
          C
I'm gonna light that fuse, gonna burn their tires
C
Gonna hang this hard on a high wire
         C
Tell the whole world to hell with the safety net
C
I want a blank page of things I ain't done yet
    Gm    C
I'm gonna let my feet run til these boots wear thin
    Gm7
Let every red settin' sun sink in
          C
When they put me in a box
C
I don't want to have a single one left to check


Outro:
C   Gm7     C        C
         To check