Daddy's Money Chords by Ricochet

[Start]

[Intro]
D D7 D D7 D D7 D
■ ■  ■ ■  ■ ■  ■


[Verse]
A                        D                 
Can't concentrate on the preacher preachin'
A                      D         
My attention span done turned off
A                 D                 
■ I'm honed in on that angel singin'
E               E7    A   
Up there in the choir loft


[Chorus]
              D                                  
She's got her daddy's money her mama's good looks
                            A          
More laughs than a stack of comic books
  A                                   
A wild imagination a college education
                     D                 
Add it all up it's a deadly combination
        D                                 
She's a good bass fisher a dynamite kisser
                    G    
Country as a turnip green
              A7                                 
She's got her daddy's money her mama's good looks
                          D 
And look who's lookin' at me


[Verse]
D7 A                        D                  
■  Her second cousin was my third grade teacher
  A                         D    
I used to cut her grandma's grass
A                             D               
Back then she was nothin' but knees and elbows
E                     A   
Golly did she grow up fast


[Chorus]
              D                                  
She's got her daddy's money her mama's good looks
                            A          
More laughs than a stack of comic books
  A                                   
A wild imagination a college education
                     D                 
Add it all up it's a deadly combination
                                    D7    
She's a good bass fisher a dynamite kisser
                    G    
Country as a turnip green
          A7                                     
She's got her daddy's money her mama's good looks
A                         D 
And look who's lookin' at me


[Solo]
G G7 G D G
■ ■  ■ ■ ■


[Chorus]
A                   D             
Lord if you got any miracles handy
A                        D  
Maybe you could grant me one
            A                       D       
Just let me walk down the aisle and say I do
   E                            A 
To that angel with a choir robe on
              D                                  
She's got her daddy's money her mama's good looks
                            A          
More laughs than a stack of comic books
  A                                   
A wild imagination a college education
                     D                 
Add it all up it's a deadly combination
                           D7             
She's a good bass fisher a dynamite kisser
D                   G    
Country as a turnip green
          A                                      
She's got her daddy's money her mama's good looks
                          D 
And look who's lookin' at me
              A7                                 
She's got her daddy's money her mama's good looks
A                      D  A D   
■ And she's lookin' at me ■ yeah


[End]