Ain't Nothing Like chords by Brad Paisley

Brad Paisley - Ain't nothin' like


INtro - F - C - G - C - F - C - G -
    F - C - G - Am - F - C - G - C



(verse 1)
C       F      C
I like kickin back on the sofa,
C                   G     C
Flippin through the channels just to see what's on,
C         F     C
And I enjoy eatin eggs over easy,
C                 G    C
Soppin up with a biscut till the yellow's gone,

(chorus)
    F   C   G          C
Ain't nothin like, watching a bunch of younin's,
    F           C
Runnin screamin through the sprinler,
     G      C
In their little bare feet,
   F    C   G       Am
Ain't nothin like findin twenty dollars,
    F        C        G     C
In the pocket of the britches that you wore last week,

(chords - F - C - G - C - F - C - G - C)


(verse 2)
C          F      C
I get in to gettin out on the mower,
C                   G    C
In the early mornin hours before the sun gets hot,
C         F     C
And I like goin down to the Kroger,
C               G    C
When the carnival comes to the parkin lot,



(chorus)
    F   C   G       C
Ain't nothin like throwin a hola poper,
 F     C        G    C
Draggin it across a spot a beggin on me,
   F    C   G       Am
Ain't nothin like havin him for supper,
    F        C        G    C
With some good hush puppies and some sweet ice tea,



(lead chords - F - C - G - C - F - C - G - C -
        F - C - G - Am - F - C - G - C



(bridge)
     Am  F          C
This ole world holds all kinds of treasures,
   Am  D   G      F   G
And every day it just keeps gettin better,



(chorus)
       F   C   G      C
Cause ain't nothin like, findin that woman,
      F        C      G      C
That you know you're gonna love for the rest a your life,
      F   C   G         Am
And ain't nothin like knowin the Lord's a comin,
 F    C        G    C
Back one day to make ya wanna do right,



(chorus)
    F   C   G          C
Ain't nothin like, watching a bunch of younin's,
    F           C
Runnin screamin through the sprinler,
     G      C
In their little bare feet,
   F    C   G       Am
Ain't nothin like findin twenty dollars,
    F        C        G     C
In the pocket of the britches that you wore last week,



(chorus)
    F   C   G       C
Ain't nothin like throwin a hola poper,
 F     C        G    C
Draggin it across a spot a beggin on me,
   F    C   G       Am
Ain't nothin like havin him for supper,
    F        C        G    C
With some good hush puppies and some sweet ice tea,


Outro - F - C - G - C - F - C - G - C -
        F - C - G - Am - F - C - G - C