Chord BROKE BOY by HARDY

Intro D Em G Bm G Verse 1 D I filled up, maxed that Discover D Em Bought a can of snuff, dropped ten for the cover G Had fifteen bucks to drink down my supper G I was broke, boy D Then she walked in the door, lookin’ like a million D Em Never seen her before, but man, I had a feelin’ G She’s the kind if you swing and miss G It’ll leave your heart broke, boy A Funny what you do when you got nothin’ to lose G So I counted to three, eased on up and said Chorus D My truck is parked in the parking lot Em G In the back seat’s a half-full rack of beer G I got a spot to stop and watch a star drop G Bm G D Whatcha say we get there and the hell outta here” D Then a “yes” turned into an all-night kiss Em On the top of a dropped tailgate G And man, I couldn’t help but think to myself Damn G Bm G D Damn, son, you got some pretty good game for a broke boy Post-Chorus D Broke boy, whiskey in your Coke, boy D Broke boy, broke boy Em G You got some pretty good game for a broke boy G Broke boy, broke boy, funny like a joke boy G Bm G Broke boy, broke boy Verse 2 D We woke up to the heat of that summer D Em And that one night turned into two hundred G Now she tells me that she loves me right before she goes to bed G And she wouldn’t be saying that if I never said Chorus D My truck is parked in the parking lot Em G In the back seat’s a half-full rack of beer G I got a spot to stop and watch a star drop G Bm G D Whatcha say we get there and the hell outta here” D Then a “yes” turned into an all-night kiss Em On the top of a dropped tailgate G And man, I couldn’t help but think to myself Damn G Bm G D Damn, son, you got some pretty good game for a broke boy Bridge D Broke boy, whiskey in your Coke, boy D Em Shootin’ your shot like a .45 Colt for a G Mississippi queen that deserves it all G Bm Who’da thought a right-on-the-money honey’d G D Ever fall for a broke boy Instrumental D Em G Bm G Chorus D “My truck is parked in the parking lot G Every one of them back seat beers got drank G I didn't have a dime to my last name G Oh but she took mine, and I got the world to thank D Then a “yes” turned into an all-night kiss Em On the top of a dropped tailgate G And man, I couldn’t help but think to myself Damn G Bm G D Damn, son, you got some pretty good game for a broke boy Post-Chorus D Broke boy, whiskey in your Coke, boy D Lookin’ back now, kinda funny like a joke, boy G Mississippi queen that deserves it all G Bm Who’da thought a right-on-the-money honey’d G D Ever fall for a broke boy Outro D A right-on-the-money honey’d Em G G Bm G Ever fall for a broke boy