Preachin To The Choir

G Am C D G I'm either all in or all out Bm I'm in the wooden pew Sunday party crowd Em If no one else will drink it then you know I will C And wake up in the morning with some Baptist guilt G Every tattoo's got a story to tell Bm Mama said she's prayin' hard to keep me outta hell Em But whiskey tastes better when you chase it with a beer C But I ain't telling nothing new to nobody here G If I'm preachin' to the choir Am Raise your hands a little higher C D If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song G Let me see you sparking up your lighters Am Pour a little payday on the fire C If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream D Then you're just like me G Am C D And I'm preachin' to the choir G I ain't rich but I'm grateful Bm Every time I'm driving with a tank full Em "Simple Man" coming through the dashboard speakers C I'm a southern rock sinner, believer G If I'm preachin' to the choir Am Raise your hands a little higher C D If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song G Let me see you sparking up your lighters Am Pour a little payday on the fire C If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream D Then you're just like me Em Am D And I'm preachin' to the choir C Nothing like bourbon and the blues G Smoke ring hallelu's D Breaking our backs, bending the rules Em Southern dry, deep-fried, hearts of gold C Hell, but you already know (you already know) C That's right! G If I'm preachin' to the choir Am Raise your hands a little higher C D If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song G Let me see you sparking up your lighters Am Pour a little payday on the fire C If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream D Then you're just like me G And I'm preachin' to the choir Am C Yeah, I'm preachin' to the choir G I'm either all in or all out Am C D Cause I'm preachin' to the choir G That's right!