No Cure For Crazy

Kellie Pickler

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Tom:
Bb C I was born a pistol With a bullet in the barrel and another fistful
Bb C Bb Step on up and you'll know right where I stand
Bb C Church girls used to whisper "Lord, it's like the devil kissed her"
Bb C D But Jesus loves me just the way I am ...
G And there ain't no cure for crazy
C I ain't sorry baby
G Wheels fell off of my trailer
D Daddy taught me how to cuss like a sailor
G I'm an all night, longneck train wreck
C Two queens short of a full deck
G Good luck trying to save me
D There ain't no cure, no cure for crazy, baby [Instrumental]
Bb C x2
Bb C Now I ain't prim and proper No country clubbin' champagne popper
Bb C D Droppin' names, sippin Sonoma wine
Bb C I'll be barefoot on the bar White lightning buzz from a mason jar
Bb C D Chasing my whiskey with a damn good time ...
G Well there ain't no cure for crazy
C I ain't sorry baby
G Wheels fell off of my trailer
D Daddy taught me how to cuss like a sailor
G I'm an all night, longneck train wreck
C Two queens short of a full deck
G Good luck trying to save me
D C C G There ain't no cure, no cure for crazy ... [Instrumental]
C C D
G Now you can call the doctor to get me a pill
C To me honey, that's just another thrill
G I could try the act like you think I should
D C But it ain't gonna do no good ...
G Cos there ain't no cure for crazy
C I ain't sorry baby
G Wheels fell off of my trailer
D Daddy taught me how to cuss like a sailor
G I'm an all night, longneck train wreck
C Two queens short of a full deck
G Good luck trying to save me
D C C There ain't no cure, no cure for crazy ...
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