Cigarettes And Moon Pies Chords

Key: G Tuning: E A D G B E Intro: G Verse 1: G Gimme whiskey in the morning, C G gimme coffee in the evening, C G gimme snap backs and cracker jacks D and other things I believe in C G and you can crack this jack and snap back C G at the things you swear I lack, C D G I will love you more, babe, every day

Verse 2: G Gimme cigarettes in the afternoon C G read me Faulkner when I get real blue C G and the moon’s as big as moon pies D rising high in that Marlboro light sky, C G And I will bring you peaches C G that were picked out in Georgia C D G RC Colas I picked up off 64. Chorus 1: C G I ain’t good at much of nothing, C G I hope I’m getting good at loving, C G D G I hope I’m getting good at letting you love me. Verse 3: G I’ll tell you about them good ole days C G when Richard Petty ran the raceway, C G and he was king and I was prince D only problem is I wasn’t born back then C G and you were just smoke rising high, C G your parents didn’t know but I C D G knew that I was meant to love you babe. Verse 4: G I will bring you Emmy Lou C G and Doc Watson we’ll see who plays who, C G and you can drag your needle D across my heart, C G and cross-stitch upon my skin C G when I get cross and don’t give in, C D G babe, I need your name upon my arm. Chorus 2: C G Well I ain't good at much a nothing C G I hope I'm getting good at loving C G D G I hope I'm getting good at letting you love me. C G I ain't good at much a nothing C G I hope I'm getting good at loving C G D G I hope I'm getting good at letting you love me. [Instrumental] C G C G C G D G Verse 5: G Stay under these sheets with me C G and be the place that we should be C G I’ll be the briars in the berry patch D and pull them ole blue jeans on back. C G and I will be your “Huckleberry” C G or whatever country song you care, C D G and we’ll both learn something 'bout being free. Verse 6: G The sun has dropped itself on me, C G you’re sweeter than the sweetest thing C G I see your face on every sign D up 181 C G and the muscadines all have your smile, C G so I just keep one in my mouth most times C D G and go out looking for that wholesome seed. Chorus 3: C G Well I ain’t good at much of nothing, C G I hope I’m getting good at loving, C G D G I hope I’m getting good at letting you love me. C G I ain’t good at much of nothing, C G I hope I’m getting good at loving, C G D G I hope I’m getting good at letting you love me.