INTRO:D D Am7 Am7 G G D D VERSE:D She was a hopeless romantic with a dirty mouthG But how I loved the way her tongue would curl her words so southC And she loved tracing the faded wingsG D On the hood of that old jet-black, Pontiac FirebirdD She had a couple years on me,G Didn't know that I was only eighteen and green Never tasted anything she's about to pour on meC G She leaned in with that bottle, put it to her lips, she took a sipD And dripped out these words CHORUS:D Honey childEm7 I'm gonna love you old school, rock and roll styleC G I'm gonna lay this kiss here on your whiskey wildD And make it taste just like honеy, child VERSE:D Sometimes her whispеr fades in lowG When that summer one-hit-wonder finds its way into my FM radioC G Still comes in clear, buzzin' in my ears, after all these yearsD Such a sweet, sweet sound (such a sweet, sweet sound) CHORUS:D Honey childEm7 I'm gonna love you old school, rock and roll styleC G I'm gonna lay this kiss here on your whiskey wildD D And make it taste just like honеy, child BDA K:Em G Woah woh wohD D I couldn't keep my hands off of herEm G Woah woh wohC G Still hangin' on to every single wordG And she saidD D Honey childAm7 I'm gonna love you old school, rock and roll styleG G I'm gonna lay this kiss here on your whiskey wild (whiskey wild) CHORUS:D Honey childEm I'm gonna love you old school, rock and roll styleC G I'm gonna lay this kiss here on your whiskey wildD D And make it taste just like honеy, childC G I'm gonna lay this kiss here on ya whiskey wildD D Am7 And make it taste like honey, childAm G G D D Ahhh honey chuld OUTRO:D She called me honey childAm7 She called me honey childG Yeah alright heh hehD She was making a man out of meD Pour it on me babyD D Am7 Am7Am G G She called me honey childD D How sweet it wasD D Am7 Am7G G D DD Am Am G Honey chiiiild-i-ild - FDE OUT
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