Ain’t Far From It — Luke Combs

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Give me a stone cold George Jones, whiskey, bent barstool night
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I wanna fly like a honky tonk moth to that neon light
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This highway burnin’ me up, blues been weighin’ me down
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There’s a hole in the wall needs fillin’ on the edge of town
           D                      G                       D
I’m gonna floorboard that Ford straight toward my baby’s house
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She’ll be shinin’ like a million dollar diamond second she steps out
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She’ll be slippin’ me sugar and buddy, she ain’t gonna stop
        D                       A                 D
Till we Bonnie and Clyde slide into that parking lot

[Chorus]
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‘Bout to light that fuse on a Friday night
                G                      A
Get to cuttin’ loose on this wound up tight
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Where twenty bucks buys guitars strummin’
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Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin’
A
All that leads to late night lovin’
   G               A                      D
We ain’t there yet, but we ain’t far from it

[Verse 2]
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That Tele rippin’ Mississippi, cover band’s sure on point
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She on the dance floor, good Lord, droppin’ every jaw in the joint
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When she flips that switch, I’m off like a rocket
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Ain’t no way to stop it

[Chorus]
                     G                D
‘Bout to light that fuse on a Friday night
                G                      A
Get to cuttin’ loose on this wound up tight
       D
Where twenty bucks buys guitars strummin’
G
Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin’
A
All that leads to late night lovin’
   G               A                      D
We ain’t there yet, but we ain’t far from it

[Interlude]
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[Chorus]
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‘Bout to light that fuse on a Friday night
                G                      A
Get to cuttin’ loose on this wound up tight
       D
Where twenty bucks buys guitars strummin’
G
Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin’
A
All that leads to late night lovin’
   G               A                      D
We ain’t there yet, but we ain’t far from it
         G               A                D
No, we ain’t there yet, but we ain’t far from it

[Outro]
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