Thats Alright With Me

C F G Am F C F G Am F C F G Am F Everybody knows I like whiskey C F G Am F Prefera-bly from Tennessee C F G Am F But if you hand me an ice cold beer, or some red wine C F G Or some moonshine, or one of them fruity drinks Am F C F G Am F Hell, that's al-right with me C F G Am F God knows I love women C F G Am F The devil knows they make me weak C F G Am F And I might find the right one, and settle down in a little town C F G Or I might just stay wild and free Am F C Am F And that's al-right with me C F G F I like whiskey and tight denim on good hearted women C F G Am F And for that I make no apologies C F G F Call me country, call me hippie, the wildcat from Dixie C F G And if you do or don't like what you see Am F C F G Am F That's al-right with me C F G Am F There's nothing quite like the ocean C F G Am F With a little tent and a little beach C F G Am F And I like sitting 'round the campfire with my guitar C F G And if some-body wants to pass around some green Am F C Am F Hell, that's al-right with me C F G F I like whiskey and tight denim on good hearted women C F G Am F And for that I make no apologies C F G F Call me country, call me hippie, the wildcat from Dixie C F G And if you do or don't like what you see Am F Hell, that's al-right with me C F G Am F C F G Am F C F G I just slip on my cheap sun-glasses C F G And let the world go do its thing (that's right) C F G And even if it's all just death and taxes C F G Well, that's alright with me C F G F I like whiskey and tight denim on good hearted women C F G Am F And for that I make no apologies C F G F Call me country, call me hippie, the wildcat from Dixie C F G And if you do or don't like what you see Am F C F G Hell, that's al-right with me Am F C F G Am F That's al-right with me C