Bow Chicka Wow Wow chords by Meghan Patrick

VERSE:
Am
There’s something so attractive ’bout a working man that always makes sense
Am
When he’s backing out the tractor or patching up the old wood fence
D
He doesn’t need a weight bench, you oughta see the boy split wood
Am
Wrenchin’ on a farm truck is how he makes his arms look good
E
All the ladies know what I’m talking ’bout
G              D
Whenever he’s around it’s like
D        Am
Bow chicka wow wow

Am
Sweatin’ in a heat wave cleanin’ out the old hay loft
Am
The ladies waitin’ all day to see him take his t-shirt off
D
He don’t need Prada cos he’s got a pair of cowboy boots
Am
Yeah, farmer tan and blue jeans is better than a three piece suit
 E
I know it ain’t ladylike to say it out loud
G             D
But everything about him says
D        Am
Bow chicka wow wow

CHORUS:
D
Oooh
D
Wo-ow, wo-ow
D
Rough hands, soft lips, knock me out with one kiss
Am
Tool belt on his hips
Am
I’m dreamin’ ’bout the things that he could fix
D
Wo-ow, wo-ow
D
He’s cute like big Blake, shoots like John Wayne
E
All the ladies lovin’ on a working man
G
Let me hear you sing it now
 D       Am
Bow chicka wow wow

VERSE:
Am
He’s got a nine pound hammer and I’m bettin’ he can swing that thing
Am
He got me lookin at his left hand checking for a little gold ring
D
Always been a gentleman, see him run to hold that door
  Am
But he can get you all fired up stompin’ on the honky tonk floor
E
All the ladies know what I’m talkin’ ’bout
G
Whenever he’s around it’s like
D         Am
Bow chicka wow wow

CHORUS:
D
Oooh
D
Wo-ow, wo-ow
D
Rough hands, soft lips, knock me out with one kiss
Am
Tool belt on his hips
Am
I’m dreamin’ ’bout the things that he could fix
D
Wo-ow, wo-ow
D
He’s cute like big Blake, shoots like John Wayne
E
All the ladies lovin’ on a working man
G
Let me hear you sing it now
 D       Am
Bow chicka wow wow

INSTRUMENTAL: D Am D E G D Am

BRIDGE:
Am
Bow chick chick chicka chick chick chick chick
Am
Bow chick chicka chicka
Am
Bow chicka wow wow
Am
Bow chick chick chicka chick chick chick chick
Am
Bow chick chicka chicka
Am
Wooooah

CHORUS:
D
Oooh
D
Wo-ow, wo-ow
D
Rough hands, soft lips, knock me out with one kiss
Am
Tool belt on his hips
Am
I’m dreamin’ ’bout the things that he could fix
D
Wo-ow, wo-ow
D
He’s cute like big Blake, shoots like John Wayne
E
All the ladies lovin’ on a working man
G
Let me hear you sing it now
 D       Am
Bow chicka wow wow