She Stole My Beer

Capo One G D She took my man but I don't care A D She can have him two liars make a pair G D Bless her poor heart cause Im her worst fear A but Im gonna have to k**l her G D cause she stole my beer A The man set it there on the counter In a big a ole mason jar G She walked right by and swooped it up I headed for the car A I got my pistol in the glove box a loaded full round G With blood in my eyes I took it inside headed for a showdown G D She took my man but i don't care A D She can have him two liars make a pair G D Bless her poor heart cause I'm her worst fear A But I'm gonna have to k**l her G D Cause she stole my beer A I was wrestling with my demons praying for all my sins G With an itchy finger on the trigger i never learned to count to ten A I guess i kinda lost my senses when she put the glass to her lips G I aint wastin my words haven't you heard i shoot it from the hip Hey G D A G D A If your gonna lie down with dogs you're sleep with fleas G In your case darlin your gonna wind up sleeping in the deep breeze G D Cause she took my man but i don't care A D She can have him two liars make a pair D D Bless her poor heart cause I'm her worst fear A But I'm gonna have to k**l her G D Cause she stole my beer