Deep Pockets

Intro 
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          G                                      D7 
I wish my baby had deep pockets so we could run around 
D7 
Spendin' all her money and paintin' up the town 
          G                                          Em 
I wish my baby had deep pockets; I'd love life every day 
C                  G              Am           D       G 
She don't got deep pockets, boys; what's there left to say? 
 

 
          G                                             D7 
I wish my baby had deep pockets, bout the deepest ones around 
D7 
Her momma was made o' money and her daddy owned the town 
          G                                          Em 
I wish my baby had deep pockets; I'd love life every day 
C                  G              Am           D       G 
She don't got deep pockets, boys; what's there left to say?  


{Solo} 
G G G D7 
D7 D7 D7 D7 
G G G Em 
C G Am D G 


 
          G                                          D7 
I wish my baby drove a Caddy, about the biggest one around 
D7 
Burnin' all four tires around every turn in town 
          G                                       Em 
I wish my baby drove a Caddy; I'd love life every day 
C                  G                      Am      D     G 
She don't drive no Caddy, boys; it's some beat up Chevrolet  


{Solo} 
G G G D7 
D7 D7 D7 D7 
G G G Em 
C G Am D G 


 
          G                                                 D7 
I wish my baby cooked me porkchops, about the fattest ones around 
D7 
I'd kiss her in the kitchen with the cabbage boilin' down 
          G                                             Em 
I wish my baby cooked me porkchops; I'd love life every day 
        C               G            Am           D       G 
But the gravy's way too lumpy, boys; what's there left to say?  

{Solo} 
G G G D7 
D7 D7 D7 D7 
G G G Em 
C G Am D G 

(Repeat solo 2x more) 


 
          G                                      D7 
I wish my baby had deep pockets so we could run around 
D7 
Spendin' all her money and paintin' up the town 
          G                                          Em 
I wish my baby had deep pockets; I'd love life every day 
C                  G              Am           D       G 
She don't got deep pockets, boys; what's there left to say? 
 

Outro 
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I wish my baby had deep pockets