Jack It To Jesus Spray It To Hell chords by Jaida Dreyer

Intro:
E E7 B7 A7 E7

Verse:
 E7                                       B7
There’s a long line of rhine-stoned embroidery

 B7         A7                           E7
Lots of hard headed women back in history

 E7                             B7
From coal miners daughters, Jolene’s rated X

 B7           A7                                  Em7
While the ladies sleeping single in their double beds

 Em7                           B7                     E7
P-t-a, 9 to 5, lived with drinkers, cheaters, liars

 E7            A                               E7
Knew that life was no rose garden after all


Chorus:
 B                      Em                           B
They broke their own hearts, while blazing the trail

 B                   A                       Em
Those honkey-tonk angels, wore the pain well

 Em                                            B
They teased it up high, like true southern belles

 B                   A                           Em
They jacked it to Jesus, they sprayed it to hell


Verse:
 B             E                        B
Nothing but class when country was cool

 B                A                                       Em
Wrestled some devils, while their brown eyes turned blue

 Em                Em                       B
Stood by their man, even when he was wrong

 B                      A                              Em
Or drove themselves crazy, playing house for too long


Em                      B
D-i-v-o-r-c-e, Bouncing babies on their knees
 B         A                                       Em
Always knew a smile was just a lipstick coat away


Chorus:
 B                       Em                           B
They broke their own hearts, while blazing the trail

 B                   A                       Em
Those honkey-tonk angels, wore the pain well

 Em                                            B
They teased it up high, like true southern belles

 B                   A                           Em
They jacked it to Jesus, they sprayed it to hell


Verse:
 Em                             B
Sometimes you gotta stitch your own seams

 B                                     E
Thread your own needle, with your sequin dreams

 Em                            B
You put on your war paint, nobody’ll ever know

 B      A                              Em             B
Well baby get your boots on, its time for the show


Bridge:
 B                    E
You break your own heart

 E                     B
While you blaze the trail

 B                    A
For a honkey-tonk angel

 A                  Em
You sure wear it well


Chorus:
 B                       Em                          B
They broke their own hearts, while blazing the trail

 B                   A                       Em
Those honkey-tonk angels, wore the pain well

 Em                                             B
They teased it up high, like true southern belles

 B                   A                           Em
They jacked it to Jesus, they sprayed it to hell


 B             A                   Em
Jack it to Jesus, spray it to hell