Chords for Brantley Gilbert - My Kind Of Crazy
Tempo:
65.6 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Db
Fm
Bbm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Ab] [Eb] [Db] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [Db] [Eb]
She [Ab] says, [Eb] look baby, I'm a rock star, [Fm] [Eb] grand as my own guitar.
[Ab] She's [Eb] playing it upside [Db] down, dancing [Eb] around in front of home [Ab] TV.
I can't [Eb] see the ball game, [Fm] [Eb] so I just wave my ladder around [Ab] and say, [Eb] you're rock on,
[Fm] baby.
I'd rather [Eb] watch you anyway.
[Bbm] But when you're gone, you're not coming [Ab] back, stay.
I'll get you to sign your [Bbm] name on that Zeppelin shirt of mine.
[Eb] I'll never want to share a thing again, [Db] no.
[Ab] Yeah, now she's my [Eb] kind of crazy.
Little games she [Db] plays don't [Ab] ever get old.
[Eb] She's too good to get on my last [Db] nerve.
The [Ab] way she throws her [Eb] little fists, hoping that I'll learn.
[Bbm] [Bb] Yeah, [Ab] the rain will fight until she can't win.
[Bbm] That's my baby.
[Eb] She's my [Ab] kind of crazy.
[Eb]
[Fm] [Eb] [Ab] You'll see [G] her in my [Ab] pickup.
[Db] No, she's gotta [Eb] have that radio.
[Ab] Bless her heart, she can't sit [Fm] still.
Hitting my [Eb] bare feet on the wind [Ab] machine.
[Db] She says, come on, [Ab] baby, let me drive.
[Bbm] No, honey, it's a stick shift.
Remember [Eb] what you did last time, no, [Db] no.
[Ab] Yeah, now she's my kind [Eb] of crazy.
Little games she [Ab] plays don't ever get old.
She's [Eb] too good to get on my last [Db] nerve.
[Ab] The way she throws her little [Eb] fists, hoping that I'll learn.
[Bbm] That my wind will heat.
Yeah, [Ab] the rain will fight until she can't win.
That's [Bbm] my baby.
[Eb] She's my kind [Ab] of crazy.
[Eb] [Ab] Yeah, [Fm] I know.
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Fm] [Eb]
[Db] No, she never [F] lets [Eb] me rest.
She keeps me up [Db] all night.
Long [Fm] to roll me off [Eb] the bed.
Still covers all my [Db] side.
But I [Fm] hear her wake up [Eb] sleepyhead.
And I open [Bbm] up my eyes.
And it's [Eb] all worth the while.
[Db] [Ab] Yeah, now she's my kind [Eb] of crazy.
Little games she plays [Db] don't ever [Ab] get old.
She's [Eb] too good to get on my last nerve.
[Db] [Ab] The way she throws her little [Eb] fists, hoping that I'll [Bbm] learn.
That my wind will heat.
[Ab] Yeah, the rain will fight until she can't win.
[Bbm] That's my baby.
[Eb] She's my kind [Ab] of crazy.
[Eb] [Fm] [Eb] That [Ab] girl's crazy.
[Eb] [Ab] [Db] [Eb]
[Ab]
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [Db] [Eb]
She [Ab] says, [Eb] look baby, I'm a rock star, [Fm] [Eb] grand as my own guitar.
[Ab] She's [Eb] playing it upside [Db] down, dancing [Eb] around in front of home [Ab] TV.
I can't [Eb] see the ball game, [Fm] [Eb] so I just wave my ladder around [Ab] and say, [Eb] you're rock on,
[Fm] baby.
I'd rather [Eb] watch you anyway.
[Bbm] But when you're gone, you're not coming [Ab] back, stay.
I'll get you to sign your [Bbm] name on that Zeppelin shirt of mine.
[Eb] I'll never want to share a thing again, [Db] no.
[Ab] Yeah, now she's my [Eb] kind of crazy.
Little games she [Db] plays don't [Ab] ever get old.
[Eb] She's too good to get on my last [Db] nerve.
The [Ab] way she throws her [Eb] little fists, hoping that I'll learn.
[Bbm] [Bb] Yeah, [Ab] the rain will fight until she can't win.
[Bbm] That's my baby.
[Eb] She's my [Ab] kind of crazy.
[Eb]
[Fm] [Eb] [Ab] You'll see [G] her in my [Ab] pickup.
[Db] No, she's gotta [Eb] have that radio.
[Ab] Bless her heart, she can't sit [Fm] still.
Hitting my [Eb] bare feet on the wind [Ab] machine.
[Db] She says, come on, [Ab] baby, let me drive.
[Bbm] No, honey, it's a stick shift.
Remember [Eb] what you did last time, no, [Db] no.
[Ab] Yeah, now she's my kind [Eb] of crazy.
Little games she [Ab] plays don't ever get old.
She's [Eb] too good to get on my last [Db] nerve.
[Ab] The way she throws her little [Eb] fists, hoping that I'll learn.
[Bbm] That my wind will heat.
Yeah, [Ab] the rain will fight until she can't win.
That's [Bbm] my baby.
[Eb] She's my kind [Ab] of crazy.
[Eb] [Ab] Yeah, [Fm] I know.
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Fm] [Eb]
[Db] No, she never [F] lets [Eb] me rest.
She keeps me up [Db] all night.
Long [Fm] to roll me off [Eb] the bed.
Still covers all my [Db] side.
But I [Fm] hear her wake up [Eb] sleepyhead.
And I open [Bbm] up my eyes.
And it's [Eb] all worth the while.
[Db] [Ab] Yeah, now she's my kind [Eb] of crazy.
Little games she plays [Db] don't ever [Ab] get old.
She's [Eb] too good to get on my last nerve.
[Db] [Ab] The way she throws her little [Eb] fists, hoping that I'll [Bbm] learn.
That my wind will heat.
[Ab] Yeah, the rain will fight until she can't win.
[Bbm] That's my baby.
[Eb] She's my kind [Ab] of crazy.
[Eb] [Fm] [Eb] That [Ab] girl's crazy.
[Eb] [Ab] [Db] [Eb]
[Ab]
Key:
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Ab
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Fm
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Eb
Ab
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[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ [Db] _ [Eb] _
She [Ab] says, [Eb] look baby, I'm a rock star, [Fm] [Eb] grand as my own guitar.
[Ab] She's [Eb] playing it upside [Db] down, dancing [Eb] around in front of home [Ab] TV.
I can't [Eb] see the ball game, [Fm] [Eb] so I just wave my ladder around [Ab] and say, [Eb] you're rock on,
[Fm] baby.
I'd rather [Eb] watch you anyway.
[Bbm] But when you're gone, you're not coming [Ab] back, stay.
I'll get you to sign your [Bbm] name on that Zeppelin shirt of mine.
[Eb] I'll never want to share a thing again, [Db] no.
[Ab] Yeah, now she's my [Eb] kind of crazy.
Little games she [Db] plays don't [Ab] ever get old.
[Eb] She's too good to get on my last [Db] nerve.
The [Ab] way she throws her [Eb] little fists, hoping that I'll learn.
[Bbm] _ _ [Bb] Yeah, [Ab] the rain will fight until she can't win.
[Bbm] That's my baby.
[Eb] She's my [Ab] kind of crazy.
[Eb] _
_ [Fm] _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] You'll see [G] her in my [Ab] pickup.
[Db] No, she's gotta [Eb] have that radio.
[Ab] Bless her heart, she can't sit [Fm] still.
Hitting my [Eb] bare feet on the wind [Ab] machine.
[Db] She says, come on, [Ab] baby, let me drive.
_ [Bbm] No, honey, it's a stick shift.
Remember [Eb] what you did last time, no, [Db] no.
[Ab] Yeah, now she's my kind [Eb] of crazy.
Little games she [Ab] plays don't ever get old.
She's [Eb] too good to get on my last [Db] nerve.
[Ab] The way she throws her little [Eb] fists, hoping that I'll learn.
[Bbm] That my wind will heat.
Yeah, [Ab] the rain will fight until she can't win.
That's [Bbm] my baby.
[Eb] She's my kind [Ab] of crazy.
[Eb] [Ab] Yeah, [Fm] I know.
[Eb] _ _
_ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Fm] _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Db] No, she never [F] lets [Eb] me rest.
She keeps me up [Db] all night.
Long [Fm] to roll me off [Eb] the bed.
Still covers all my [Db] side.
But I [Fm] hear her wake up [Eb] sleepyhead.
And I open [Bbm] up my eyes.
And it's [Eb] all worth the while.
[Db] [Ab] Yeah, now she's my kind [Eb] of crazy.
Little games she plays [Db] don't ever [Ab] get old.
She's [Eb] too good to get on my last nerve.
[Db] [Ab] The way she throws her little [Eb] fists, hoping that I'll [Bbm] learn.
That my wind will heat.
[Ab] Yeah, the rain will fight until she can't win.
[Bbm] That's my baby.
[Eb] _ _ She's my kind [Ab] of crazy.
[Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Eb] _ That [Ab] girl's crazy.
[Eb] _ [Ab] _ _ [Db] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ [Db] _ [Eb] _
She [Ab] says, [Eb] look baby, I'm a rock star, [Fm] [Eb] grand as my own guitar.
[Ab] She's [Eb] playing it upside [Db] down, dancing [Eb] around in front of home [Ab] TV.
I can't [Eb] see the ball game, [Fm] [Eb] so I just wave my ladder around [Ab] and say, [Eb] you're rock on,
[Fm] baby.
I'd rather [Eb] watch you anyway.
[Bbm] But when you're gone, you're not coming [Ab] back, stay.
I'll get you to sign your [Bbm] name on that Zeppelin shirt of mine.
[Eb] I'll never want to share a thing again, [Db] no.
[Ab] Yeah, now she's my [Eb] kind of crazy.
Little games she [Db] plays don't [Ab] ever get old.
[Eb] She's too good to get on my last [Db] nerve.
The [Ab] way she throws her [Eb] little fists, hoping that I'll learn.
[Bbm] _ _ [Bb] Yeah, [Ab] the rain will fight until she can't win.
[Bbm] That's my baby.
[Eb] She's my [Ab] kind of crazy.
[Eb] _
_ [Fm] _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] You'll see [G] her in my [Ab] pickup.
[Db] No, she's gotta [Eb] have that radio.
[Ab] Bless her heart, she can't sit [Fm] still.
Hitting my [Eb] bare feet on the wind [Ab] machine.
[Db] She says, come on, [Ab] baby, let me drive.
_ [Bbm] No, honey, it's a stick shift.
Remember [Eb] what you did last time, no, [Db] no.
[Ab] Yeah, now she's my kind [Eb] of crazy.
Little games she [Ab] plays don't ever get old.
She's [Eb] too good to get on my last [Db] nerve.
[Ab] The way she throws her little [Eb] fists, hoping that I'll learn.
[Bbm] That my wind will heat.
Yeah, [Ab] the rain will fight until she can't win.
That's [Bbm] my baby.
[Eb] She's my kind [Ab] of crazy.
[Eb] [Ab] Yeah, [Fm] I know.
[Eb] _ _
_ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Fm] _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Db] No, she never [F] lets [Eb] me rest.
She keeps me up [Db] all night.
Long [Fm] to roll me off [Eb] the bed.
Still covers all my [Db] side.
But I [Fm] hear her wake up [Eb] sleepyhead.
And I open [Bbm] up my eyes.
And it's [Eb] all worth the while.
[Db] [Ab] Yeah, now she's my kind [Eb] of crazy.
Little games she plays [Db] don't ever [Ab] get old.
She's [Eb] too good to get on my last nerve.
[Db] [Ab] The way she throws her little [Eb] fists, hoping that I'll [Bbm] learn.
That my wind will heat.
[Ab] Yeah, the rain will fight until she can't win.
[Bbm] That's my baby.
[Eb] _ _ She's my kind [Ab] of crazy.
[Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Eb] _ That [Ab] girl's crazy.
[Eb] _ [Ab] _ _ [Db] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _