A
I was a rebel in my younger years
A                               E  
I'd.....drink with the devil if he bought the beer
A                          D 
Wore out two pick-ups just running around
B                           E                 
Mamma thought I never would settle down
D
That was before I met sweet Irma Jean
B              E
She made a new man outta me

[Chorus]
A                            D A     
We got pink flamingos in the front yard
A                      E    
Picture window with a view of Wal-mart
A                        D
Blue collar heaven...domestic bliss
B                    E
It just doesn't get better than this
A     
We got pink flamingos, 
A
Pink flamingos, 
A 
Pink flamingos

[Verse]
A                                 
Sweet Irma Jean is a den mother now
A                           E
With a station wagon and an charge account
A                            D
Bubba Junior pitches for his baseball team
B                             E 
Little sister's running for Rose Bud Queen
D
And me I'm doing good at the used car lot
B                          E   
Is this a great country or what

[Chorus]
A                            D A     
We got pink flamingos in the front yard
A                      E    
Picture window with a view of Wal-mart
A                        D
Blue collar heaven...domestic bliss
B                    E
It just doesn't get better than this
A     
We got pink flamingos, 
A
Pink flamingos, 
A 
Pink flamingos

[Verse]
D
People slow down when they drive by
A 
They wave and smile but there's envy in their eyes
D
We ain't rich and won't be for a while
B                          E       
But no doubt about it we got style

[Chorus]
A                            D A     
We got pink flamingos in the front yard
A                      E    
Picture window with a view of Wal-mart
A                        D
Blue collar heaven...domestic bliss
B                    E
It just doesn't get better than this
A     
We got pink flamingos, 
A
Pink flamingos, 
A 
Pink flamingos