Tracy Byrd

How Good Youve Got It

Tracy Byrd

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Written by:  Mark Nessler 
Transcribed by:  Tim Rehagen 
E-mail address:  [email protected] 
 
Key:  E major 
 
INTRO:  A   A#dim7  E   C#7   F#7   B7   E 
 
VERSE: 
E 
Hey, once I was the honky-tonkin' talk of the town 
 
         A                            E 
Ridin' high in my bad Chevrolet 
 
E                                                       C#7 
I had seven pretty women, Lord, hangin' on me 
 
   F#7                           B7 
A different one for every day 
 
     E 
But look at me now, all my women's left town 
 
         A                                       E 
And a buck is gettin' hard to come by 
 
       A              A#dim7 
Well I must confess 
 
     E              C#7 
My life's a big mess 
 
         F#7            B7               E 
I'm so low, I could lay down and die 
 
CHORUS: 
E 
Well, you never know just how good you've got it 'till you 
 
A                      E 
....ain't got it no more 
 
E                                               C#7 
You never know just how high you're flyin' 'till you 
 
F#7                          B7 
Fall face down on the floor 
 
E                    
All I can do is just moan the blues  
 
       A                                   G#7 
And dream about what I had before 
 
             A             A#dim7     
Hey, you never know just how  
 
E                 C#7 
Good you've got it 'till you 
 
F#7  B7          E 
Ain't got it no more 
 
 
INSTRUMENTAL:  E   A   E   C#7  F#7  B7   E   A   E   A   A#dim7 
                            E   C#7  F#7  B7  E 
 
VERSE: 
E 
Hey, lately I've become one pool-sharking fool 
 
              A                                   E 
Make my livin' on them buddies of mine 
 
E                                                                 C#7 
I was cookin' last night when the chips were all down 
 
             F#7                              B7 
So I layed everything I had on the line 
 
         E 
Well i knew I'd regret that hundred dollar bet 
 
            A                                 E 
But you never learn until it's too late 
 
      A                A#dim7 
We flipped and I lost 
 
       E                C#7 
Then I payed the cost 
 
               F#7       B7             E 
When the eight fell in on the break 
 
REPEAT CHORUS 
 
            A             A#dim7 
No, you never know just how 
 
E                C#7 
Good you've got it 'till you 
 
F#7     B7          E          E 
...Ain't got it no more 
 
Enjoy!!! 
Please e-mail with questions or comments 
Tim 
[email protected]

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