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Flyin High Chords

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Intro: D A G D

D
You know I spent a little time out in Malibu
A
I spent quite a bit down in Nashville too
G                                        D
Cuz I like the beach and loves to honky tonk
        G
But the place that I call home
           D
Is where I never have to feel alone
          A                                  D
It's the place where I was raised and I was born

         G
And the grass don't get much greener
     D
And life can't get no sweeter
                                                    A
I got a funny cigarette and a two-dollar bottle of wine
            G
And there's no need for new beginnings
      D
More money or window trimmings
            A                                            A             G
And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin'
D 
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       G
Flyin' high, in an old lawn chair
       D
Flyin' high, with an ice cold beer
                                       A
Got nowhere to go, no place I'd rather be
          G
Yeah the grass don't get much greener
     D
And life can't get no sweeter
            A                                            A             G
And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin'
A 
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D
You know I've traveled on yachts thru the south of France
A
Think I even got a pair of Versace pants
G                                     D
But all that makes me feel is like a fool
      G
Cuz a pontoon boat, and a bottle of Beam
    D
A couple good friends, and some cut off jeans
A                                   D
Has made us realize, you can't buy cool

         G
And the grass don't get much greener
     D
And life can't get no sweeter
                                                    A
I got a funny cigarette and a two-dollar bottle of wine
            G
And there's no need for new beginnings
      D
More money or window trimmings
            A                                            A             G
And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin'
D 
high

        G
Flyin' high, in an old lawn chair
        D
Flyin' high, and my family near
                                  A
Nowhere to go no place I'd rather be
          G
Yeah they mock me because I stand out
            D
But I ain't never had to take a handout
            A                                            A             G
And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin'
D
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