Bottoms Up

C Am G C F C G C C Am G C You're such a site in the dashboard light F C G C You're an old forgotten photograph in shades of black and white C Don't it feel alright C G F Well we got all night F C G C Well, your daddy's gone to Kingston betting on the rooster fight G F C Well bottoms up now darlin', well, lets get on back to town G F C Well the bottoms aren't the kind of place you need to hang around F C Lets get on back to town F C Lets get on back to town C Am G C And he's full of pride in a double wide F C G C Got the house and 7 acres after his Granddaddy died C And it's how you been C G F Won't you come on in F C G C Go ahead, pull up a stool, its good to see you all again G F C Well bottoms up now darlin', well, lets get on back to town G F C Well the bottoms aren't the kind of place you need to hang around F C Lets get on back to town F C Lets get on back to town C Am G C Well, it's a cold black sky and the coon hounds cry F C G C Well, distant hunters shine their lights as they go passing by C And they're fancy free C G F In the Bodark trees F C G C Well, your old man, he'd k**l us both if he caught you here with me G F C Well bottoms up now darlin', well, lets get on back to town G F C Well the bottoms aren't the kind of place you need to hang around F C Lets get on back to town F C Lets get on back to town