Lit taby ukulele według Brad Paisley

[Intro]
F  Em  Dm  C
          F            Em     
Well, the family drove in for 
    Dm       C
the holidays
     F               C         
From three different timezones 
    Dm             C
and five different states
         F            Em       
And this Christmas is going to 
Dm  G
be
           C
A nightmare
 

 
[Verse 1]
         C
Well, my brother-in-law hit an 
8-point buck
F                               
And threw it in the back of his 
      G
truck
                             
And told the children it was 
C       G
Rudolph
    C
Now they're all cryin', he's 
just laughin'
   F
My wife ran out and said, "What 
just happened?"
    G                      
And I just went inside and 
            C
poured some Smirnoff
 
 
[Chorus]
          F              G
'Cause we put up a tree, string 
up the lights
C           Am
So much for silent night
F              G               
Never mind the eggnog, pass me 
C
that fifth
F               G              
Between now and New Year's Eve 
C                 Am           
when these people finally leave
 F
            G              F
Me and that Christmas tree
           G        C
We're both gonna be lit
 
 
[Verse 2]
C
Well, we ran out of Pepto and 
clean underwear
  F
Diana cooked the turkey 
medium-rare
    G                          
But I'll say this, for once it 
       C   G
wasn't dry
          C
Now we're handin' out gifts and 
it's gettin' romantic
F
Aunt Linda just got a handmade 
ceramic
G                             
Ashtray from Uncle Jay and it 
         C
made her cry
 
 
[Chorus]
   F              G
We put up a tree, string up the 
lights
C                          
This time of year, there's 
Am
nothin' like
F                    G       
The smell of pumpkin pie and 
    C
cigarettes
F               G              
Between now and New Year's Eve 
C                 Am           
when these people finally leave
 F
            G              F    
Me and that Christmas tree, the 
          G      F
plastic nativity
                 G              
And Aunt Linda's Camel are gonna
    C
 be lit
 
 
[Bridge]
F                       Em
There's always cases of COVID 
now
    Dm                  C
And cases of cold Natty Light
F                       
Someone always Ubers to 
Em            Am
Christmas Eve church
       D                    
'Cause they're too tipsy to 
G
drive
                                
When the sweet sounds of giggles
     C
 and laughter
G                        C
Turn into spoiled little screams
G                  C
Every year, I am reminded
    D               G
Why dry January's a thing
 
 
[Instrumental Break]
F  G
 
 
[Out-Chorus]
C
So much for silent night
         F               G      
It's the sound of little angels 
         C
throwing fits
F               G             C
Between now and New Year's Eve 
                  Am           
when these people finally leave
 G F
            G
Me and that Christmas tree
    F                      
Oh, no, there's some bulbs 
       G
burned out I see
    F                G      
But other than them, we are 
         C
gonna be lit