Things To Do

Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Em Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Cadd9 G The road is gonna call you out boy so raise your hand when you hear your name Em Cadd9 G I don’t care if I dream the same Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Cause when my truck is poking at the clouds and the storm is trying to get away Em Cadd9 G I don’t wanna sing about the rain D Cadd9 G So bless my soul and take me back to Fort Worth D Cadd9 G Packed my things I’ve got my lady too D Cadd9 G Here I stand until the lord is gonna call me Em D Yeah I guess I’ll give up I guess I got things to do Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Em Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Cadd9 G They say the work is gonna come again boy they say the work is gonna make you old Em Cadd9 G I think I’d rather be poor than cold Cadd9 G Cadd9 G So be careful what you’ve gone and wished for they say the money makes a man grow mean Em Cadd9 G I don’t care if it’s gold or green D Cadd9 G So bless my soul and take me back to Fort Worth D Cadd9 G Packed my things I’ve got my lady too D Cadd9 G Here I stand until the lord is gonna call me Em D Yeah I guess I’ll give up I guess I got things to do Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Em Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Cadd9 G So let me know when you find your place boy let me know when you’ve got a band Em Cadd9 G And don’t leave until I shake your hand Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Because the places that you wanna go now I can make them all come true Em Cadd9 G No sir I don’t trust in you D Cadd9 G So bless my soul and take me back to Fort Worth D Cadd9 G Packed my things I’ve got my lady too D Cadd9 G Here I stand until the lord is gonna call me Em D Yeah I guess I’ll give up I guess I got things to do Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Em Cadd9 G