[D] ; xx0232
[A] ; x0222x
[G] ; 320033
[Em] ; 022000
[INTRO]
[D] , [A] , [D]
[VERSE 1]
There's a [D]Wedding in the chapel,
And the [G]bride is oh so happy,
And D[D]addy's got a shotgun in his [A]hand,
The [D]groom is sweatin' bullets,
As the [G]priest steps to the pulpit,
He's a[D]bout to make this [A]boy into a [D]man.
[CHORUS]
Sweet [D]Jesus in the Garden,
Can you [G]grant this boy a pardon,
For its [D]true he really don't know what he's [A]done,
Better [D]lock the church door tight,
'Cause at the [G]slightest crack of light,
That [D]boy is gonna [A]hit the ground and [D]run,
He's gonna [A]run he's gonna [D]fly,
([D])
He's out the door and down the street,
And [Em]he won't say Good[A]bye,
the [D]Diapers and the diatribes,
Of her [G]Daddy on the [D]rum,
That boy is gonna [A]hit the ground and [D]run.
[VERSE 2]
Was it the rubbing or the tugging,
Put a bun in Nancy's oven,
She's praying she's not starting to show,
But the wedding's set for April,
and she's known since November,
She ain't got hells chance of a ball of snow.
[CHORUS]
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[A] , [D]
[D] , [Em] , [A]
[D] , [G] , [D]
[D] , [A] , [D]
[VERSE 3]
What in the Lords name was he thinking,
You can't blame this all on drinking,
You can count the family teeth upon one hand,
By Midnight he was muddled,
And her gene pool is a puddle,
That boy might be the Daddy of his old man.
[CHORUS]
That boy is gonna hit the ground and run,
That boy is gonna hit the ground and run.
[A] ; x0222x
[G] ; 320033
[Em] ; 022000
[INTRO]
[D] , [A] , [D]
[VERSE 1]
There's a [D]Wedding in the chapel,
And the [G]bride is oh so happy,
And D[D]addy's got a shotgun in his [A]hand,
The [D]groom is sweatin' bullets,
As the [G]priest steps to the pulpit,
He's a[D]bout to make this [A]boy into a [D]man.
[CHORUS]
Sweet [D]Jesus in the Garden,
Can you [G]grant this boy a pardon,
For its [D]true he really don't know what he's [A]done,
Better [D]lock the church door tight,
'Cause at the [G]slightest crack of light,
That [D]boy is gonna [A]hit the ground and [D]run,
He's gonna [A]run he's gonna [D]fly,
([D])
He's out the door and down the street,
And [Em]he won't say Good[A]bye,
the [D]Diapers and the diatribes,
Of her [G]Daddy on the [D]rum,
That boy is gonna [A]hit the ground and [D]run.
[VERSE 2]
Was it the rubbing or the tugging,
Put a bun in Nancy's oven,
She's praying she's not starting to show,
But the wedding's set for April,
and she's known since November,
She ain't got hells chance of a ball of snow.
[CHORUS]
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[A] , [D]
[D] , [Em] , [A]
[D] , [G] , [D]
[D] , [A] , [D]
[VERSE 3]
What in the Lords name was he thinking,
You can't blame this all on drinking,
You can count the family teeth upon one hand,
By Midnight he was muddled,
And her gene pool is a puddle,
That boy might be the Daddy of his old man.
[CHORUS]
That boy is gonna hit the ground and run,
That boy is gonna hit the ground and run.
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