Chords for Morgan Wallen - Happy Hour (Live)
Tempo:
98.15 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Gm
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
Looking back I see a million little things to breakfast.
She never liked my pickup truck parked up beside her Lexus.
[C] And I never wore them khakis like she asked me.
Just trashy old [G] blue jeans, all school rain.
[D] She packed up her purse and then said, go [C] to hell, taught me a lesson.
[G] And 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 know [C] I should be sadder, but it all seems silly.
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
[D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun, but [G] I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
You damn right that's where we at tonight.
I know she'll hear about my prank to Tamra Gallivant.
And she'll think I thought of her curse when I found that gal to dance with.
[C] She'll tell her friends I'm faking my heart's breaking time to take away [G] my grant.
And [D] I went every bar I stumbled [G] in, it's happy hour, drinking double shooters, buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars.
I know I should be sadder, [C] but it all seems silly.
Cause [G] my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
[D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be [G] fun, but I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
Y [C] 'all make [G] some noise if we come back at happy hour all damn [D] night long in Nashville.
[G] Well,
[C] [Gm]
[Dm] [Gm] [G]
it'd make her feel much [C] better if she [G] thinks my life is hell.
So tell her ever since she left me, it's 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, [C] but it all seems silly.
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
[D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun, but [G] I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
Yeah, I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is [Gm] done.
[G] Yeah.
Hey, sometimes you gotta cry about a breakup.
And sometimes you just gotta [Eb] drink about it, baby.
[Em]
Looking back I see a million little things to breakfast.
She never liked my pickup truck parked up beside her Lexus.
[C] And I never wore them khakis like she asked me.
Just trashy old [G] blue jeans, all school rain.
[D] She packed up her purse and then said, go [C] to hell, taught me a lesson.
[G] And 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 know [C] I should be sadder, but it all seems silly.
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
[D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun, but [G] I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
You damn right that's where we at tonight.
I know she'll hear about my prank to Tamra Gallivant.
And she'll think I thought of her curse when I found that gal to dance with.
[C] She'll tell her friends I'm faking my heart's breaking time to take away [G] my grant.
And [D] I went every bar I stumbled [G] in, it's happy hour, drinking double shooters, buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars.
I know I should be sadder, [C] but it all seems silly.
Cause [G] my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
[D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be [G] fun, but I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
Y [C] 'all make [G] some noise if we come back at happy hour all damn [D] night long in Nashville.
[G] Well,
[C] [Gm]
[Dm] [Gm] [G]
it'd make her feel much [C] better if she [G] thinks my life is hell.
So tell her ever since she left me, it's 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, [C] but it all seems silly.
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
[D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun, but [G] I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
Yeah, I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is [Gm] done.
[G] Yeah.
Hey, sometimes you gotta cry about a breakup.
And sometimes you just gotta [Eb] drink about it, baby.
[Em]
Key:
G
C
D
Gm
Dm
G
C
D
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Looking back I see a million little things to breakfast.
She never liked my pickup truck parked up beside her Lexus.
[C] And I never wore them khakis like she asked me.
Just trashy old [G] blue jeans, all school rain. _
[D] She packed up her purse and then said, go [C] to hell, taught me a lesson.
[G] And 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 know [C] I should be sadder, but it all seems silly.
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
_ [D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun, but [G] I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
You damn right that's where we at tonight. _ _ _ _
I know she'll hear about my prank to Tamra Gallivant.
And she'll think I thought of her curse when I found that gal to dance with.
[C] She'll tell her friends I'm faking my heart's breaking time to take away [G] my grant.
And [D] I went every bar I stumbled [G] in, it's happy hour, drinking double shooters, buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars.
I know I should be sadder, [C] but it all seems silly.
Cause [G] my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
[D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be [G] fun, but I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
Y [C] _ 'all make [G] some noise if we come back at happy hour all damn [D] night long in Nashville.
[G] _ _ Well, _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ [Gm] _ [G] _ _ _ _
it'd make her feel much [C] better if she [G] thinks my life is hell.
So tell her ever since she left me, it's 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, [C] but it all seems silly.
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
_ [D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun, but [G] I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
Yeah, I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is [Gm] done.
[G] Yeah. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Hey, sometimes you gotta cry about a breakup. _
And sometimes you just gotta [Eb] drink about it, baby.
[Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Looking back I see a million little things to breakfast.
She never liked my pickup truck parked up beside her Lexus.
[C] And I never wore them khakis like she asked me.
Just trashy old [G] blue jeans, all school rain. _
[D] She packed up her purse and then said, go [C] to hell, taught me a lesson.
[G] And 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 know [C] I should be sadder, but it all seems silly.
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
_ [D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun, but [G] I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
You damn right that's where we at tonight. _ _ _ _
I know she'll hear about my prank to Tamra Gallivant.
And she'll think I thought of her curse when I found that gal to dance with.
[C] She'll tell her friends I'm faking my heart's breaking time to take away [G] my grant.
And [D] I went every bar I stumbled [G] in, it's happy hour, drinking double shooters, buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars.
I know I should be sadder, [C] but it all seems silly.
Cause [G] my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
[D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be [G] fun, but I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
Y [C] _ 'all make [G] some noise if we come back at happy hour all damn [D] night long in Nashville.
[G] _ _ Well, _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ [Gm] _ [G] _ _ _ _
it'd make her feel much [C] better if she [G] thinks my life is hell.
So tell her ever since she left me, it's 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, [C] but it all seems silly.
[G] Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some Willie.
_ [D] Girl, I know a breakup [C] ain't supposed to be fun, but [G] I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is done.
Yeah, I'm here at happy hour.
Where happy hours is [Gm] done.
[G] Yeah. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Hey, sometimes you gotta cry about a breakup. _
And sometimes you just gotta [Eb] drink about it, baby.
[Em] _ _ _ _