Texas Hold Em chords by Ivan Roux

• Difficulty: Beginner

Key: D

♫ Intro:

D


♫ Chorus:
D
This ain't Texas
D
Ain't no hold 'em
D
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
             G
So park your Lexus
G

And throw your keys up
       D
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
            A
And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you
     G                             D
Come pour some sugar on me, honey, too
D
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
                  N.C.
Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now


♫ Verse 1:
             D
There's a tornado (There's a tornado)
D
In my city (In my city)
D
Hit the basement (Hit the basement)
D
That shit ain't pretty (That shit ain't pretty)
       G
Rugged whiskey
G
'Cause we survivin'
            D
Off red-cup kisses, sweet redemption, passin' time, yeah


♫ Pre-Chorus:
Bm   G
Ooh, one step to the right
   D
We heading to the dive bar we always thought was nice
Bm   G
Ooh, run me to the left
     D
Then spin me in the middle, boy, I can't read your mind


♫ Chorus:
D
This ain't Texas
D
Ain't no hold 'em
D
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
             G
So park your Lexus
G
And throw your keys up
       D
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
            A
And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you
     G
Come pour some sugar on me, honey, too
       D
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
D
Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now


Guitar ♫ Solo:
D    G   D


♫ Verse 2:
D
There's a heatwave
D
Comin' at us
D
Too hot to think straight
D
Too cold to panic
           G
All of the problems
G
Just feel dramatic
              D
And now we're runnin' to the first bar that we find


♫ Pre-Chorus:
Bm   G
Ooh, one step to the right
   D
We heading to the dive bar we always thought was nice
Bm   G
Ooh, run me to the left
     D
Then spin me in the middle, boy, I can't read your mind


♫ Chorus:
D
This ain't Texas
D
Ain't no hold 'em
D
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
             G
So park your Lexus
G
And throw your keys up
       D
Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
            A
And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you
     G
Come pour some sugar on me, honey, too
       D
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
D
Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now
            A
And I'll be damned if I cannot dance with you
     G
Come pour some sugar on me, honey, too
       D
It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown
D
Don't be a bitch, come take it to the floor now


Outro-Guitar ♫ Solo:
D    G   D