Summer In Kentucky

	  		
Intro: D G Bm A 

verse 1 
  D                             Bm               
Sneakin’ out of my house I was just sixteen 
  A                       G               
Met you in the dark down by the creek 
      D                    Bm                   
We’d mess around until we got cold feet 
 A                              G                 
Summers in Kentucky they were hard to beat 

verse 2 
  D                           Bm                     
Twenty five years later our lives have changed 
 A                                 G               
Meeting girls on the road who are half my age 
  D                                     Bm                 
Sometimes I think about the creek when I’m on stage 
  A                        G                     
Summers in Kentucky, man I miss that place 

 G                            D                    
Used to press your pussy up against my mouth 
 A                                      Bm                      
Now you’ve had a couple kids and it’s all stretched out 
          G                           D                
But I’m starting to think we could figure it out 
    A         D             G                  
Summers in Kentucky, wanna be back now
 

verse 3 
  D                             Bm                                                       
If you ever feel like ditchin’ your man 
  A                       G                                                                    
Grab your kids hit the road with a country band 
       D                    Bm                                                                  
There’s room for all y’all inside of my van 
 A                              G                                                            
We could start our lives all over again 

 G                            D                                                             
Heard you gained a few got saggy tits 
 A                                      Bm                                                               
But who am I to say cuz I’ve aged liked shit? 
          G                           D                                                             
That’s why I think we’d be the perfect fit 
    A         D             G                                                            
Summers in Kentucky man I sure miss it 


Outro 
G                            D              
I’d give up all the pussy and the young shaved muff 
 A                                      Bm      
Bring your flabby ass back that would be enough  
          G                           D  
You and I both lookin’ pretty rough 
               A         D             G   
Since those summers in Kentucky man I miss that stuff