Happy Hour Chords by Morgan Wallen
Tempo:
94 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Dm
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
Looking back I see a million little things for breakfast
She never liked my pickup truck parked up beside her [C] Lexus
And I never wore them khakis like she asked me
Just trashy [G] old blue jeans, all school rain
She [D] packed up her she-ness, [C] it brought a hell-tired me a-less
[G] And now as far as she's concerned I'm in a deep and dark depression
But it's happy hour, drinking double shooters
Buying whiskey, sours, for a pack of cougars
I [C] know I should be sadder but it all seems silly
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup ain't [C] supposed to be fun
[G] But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is done
I know she'll hear about my friends at town, Rick Gallivant
Cause she'll think I thought of her curves when I found that gal to dance with
[C] She'll tell her friends I'm faking my heart's breaking time
And take [G] away my grant
But now [D] in every bar I stumble [G] in it's happy hour
Drinking double shooters, buying whiskey, sours
For a pack of cougars
I know I should be sadder but [C] it all seems [G] silly
Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun
[G] But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is [Em] done
[C] [G]
[D] [C] [G]
[C] [G]
[Dm] [Gm] [G] Well it'd make her feel much [C] better if she [G] thinks my life is hell
She'll tell her ever since she left [Dm] me it's [G] like time is standing still
And it's happy hour, drinking double shooters, buying whiskey, sours
For a pack of cougars
I know I should be sadder but [C] it all seems [G] silly
Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to [G] be fun
But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is done
Yeah I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is [Bb] done
[G] [Gm] [G]
Looking back I see a million little things for breakfast
She never liked my pickup truck parked up beside her [C] Lexus
And I never wore them khakis like she asked me
Just trashy [G] old blue jeans, all school rain
She [D] packed up her she-ness, [C] it brought a hell-tired me a-less
[G] And now as far as she's concerned I'm in a deep and dark depression
But it's happy hour, drinking double shooters
Buying whiskey, sours, for a pack of cougars
I [C] know I should be sadder but it all seems silly
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup ain't [C] supposed to be fun
[G] But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is done
I know she'll hear about my friends at town, Rick Gallivant
Cause she'll think I thought of her curves when I found that gal to dance with
[C] She'll tell her friends I'm faking my heart's breaking time
And take [G] away my grant
But now [D] in every bar I stumble [G] in it's happy hour
Drinking double shooters, buying whiskey, sours
For a pack of cougars
I know I should be sadder but [C] it all seems [G] silly
Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun
[G] But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is [Em] done
[C] [G]
[D] [C] [G]
[C] [G]
[Dm] [Gm] [G] Well it'd make her feel much [C] better if she [G] thinks my life is hell
She'll tell her ever since she left [Dm] me it's [G] like time is standing still
And it's happy hour, drinking double shooters, buying whiskey, sours
For a pack of cougars
I know I should be sadder but [C] it all seems [G] silly
Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to [G] be fun
But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is done
Yeah I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is [Bb] done
[G] [Gm] [G]
Key:
G
C
D
Dm
Gm
G
C
D
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Looking back I see a million little things for breakfast
She never liked my pickup truck parked up beside her [C] Lexus
And I never wore them khakis like she asked me
Just trashy [G] old blue jeans, all school rain
She [D] packed up her she-ness, [C] it brought a hell-tired me a-less
[G] And now as far as she's concerned I'm in a deep and dark depression
But it's happy hour, drinking double shooters
Buying whiskey, sours, for a pack of cougars
I [C] know I should be sadder but it all seems silly
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup ain't [C] supposed to be fun
[G] But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is done _ _ _ _
_ _ I know she'll hear about my friends at town, Rick Gallivant
Cause she'll think I thought of her curves when I found that gal to dance with
[C] She'll tell her friends I'm faking my heart's breaking time
And take [G] away my grant
But now [D] in every bar I stumble [G] in it's happy hour
Drinking double shooters, buying whiskey, sours
For a pack of cougars
I know I should be sadder but [C] it all seems [G] silly
Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun
[G] But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is [Em] done
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ [Gm] _ [G] _ _ _ _ Well it'd make her feel much [C] better if she [G] thinks my life is hell
She'll tell her ever since she left [Dm] me it's [G] like time is standing still
And it's happy hour, drinking double shooters, buying whiskey, sours
For a pack of cougars
I know I should be sadder but [C] it all seems [G] silly
Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to [G] be fun
But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is done
Yeah I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is [Bb] done
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Looking back I see a million little things for breakfast
She never liked my pickup truck parked up beside her [C] Lexus
And I never wore them khakis like she asked me
Just trashy [G] old blue jeans, all school rain
She [D] packed up her she-ness, [C] it brought a hell-tired me a-less
[G] And now as far as she's concerned I'm in a deep and dark depression
But it's happy hour, drinking double shooters
Buying whiskey, sours, for a pack of cougars
I [C] know I should be sadder but it all seems silly
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup ain't [C] supposed to be fun
[G] But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is done _ _ _ _
_ _ I know she'll hear about my friends at town, Rick Gallivant
Cause she'll think I thought of her curves when I found that gal to dance with
[C] She'll tell her friends I'm faking my heart's breaking time
And take [G] away my grant
But now [D] in every bar I stumble [G] in it's happy hour
Drinking double shooters, buying whiskey, sours
For a pack of cougars
I know I should be sadder but [C] it all seems [G] silly
Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun
[G] But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is [Em] done
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ [Gm] _ [G] _ _ _ _ Well it'd make her feel much [C] better if she [G] thinks my life is hell
She'll tell her ever since she left [Dm] me it's [G] like time is standing still
And it's happy hour, drinking double shooters, buying whiskey, sours
For a pack of cougars
I know I should be sadder but [C] it all seems [G] silly
Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willy
[D] Girl I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to [G] be fun
But I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is done
Yeah I'm here at happy hour, happy hours is [Bb] done
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _