Whole Damn Thing chords by Chuck Wicks

Verse 1:
G                       Em
Everybody says she is a wild card, a heart ache,
      C                         Bm
the kinda girl, you never know, where she's gonna land.
             G
Oh now she's going out, and making friends,
   Em
it never stops, it never ends,
      C                             Bm                                  C
the kinda girl, to slow it down, or drag you out on the dance floor, to dance around.

Chorus:
                  G                          Em
Oh, cause she's a cold beer, and football, a red dress, that just falls,
C                     G
oh she's, oh she's, a bit of rain, and a lot of fire,
   Em
a good laugh, and a bad liar.
C                      G     Bm    C
Oh she's, oh she's the whole damn thing.
          G     Bm    C
She's the whole damn thing.

Verse 2:
G                                       Em
She's the kinda girl who makes a man do anything,
      C                Bm
like fall in love, and get ya thinkin' bout the next step.
           G                              Em                                  C
And you're wakin' up, it's burnt toast, a soft touch, that just knows, how to bring you back from a bad day.

And she's the kinda girl who ain't ever goin' away,
no she ain't ever goin' away

Chorus:
                  G                          Em
Oh, cause she's a cold beer, and football, a red dress, that just falls,
C                     G
oh she's, oh she's, a bit of rain, and a lot of fire,
   Em
a good laugh, and a bad liar.
C                      G     Bm    C
Oh she's, oh she's the whole damn thing.
          G     Bm    C
She's the whole damn thing.
Yeah, she is.

G Em Bm (x2)
D

Bridge:
      G                                Em                           Bm
She's up and down, and back and forth, across the street, a way downtown.
She's the whole damn thing.
G                                  Em                           Bm
All the things I've never known, I finally got, and I won't let go

Chorus:
                  G                          Em
Oh, cause she's a cold beer, and football, a red dress, that just falls,
C                     G
oh she's, oh she's, a bit of rain, and a lot of fire,
  Em
a good laugh, and a bad liar.

C            G             C
Oh she's, oh she's
   G              C
Oh she's

Outro:
          G     Bm   C
She's the whole damn thing.
          G     Bm   C