Simple Things Chords by Rodney Atkins
Tempo:
90 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
F#
D#
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G#m]
[C#] [G#] We got the biggest dog you ever saw, sprawled on the porch, cool and all, [C#] down [N] at our place.
[C#] His name is Ace.
[G#] We got the hummingbirds a coming in, hitting those [B] sugar water feeders and [C#] buzzing off again.
Floating in the wind, [G#] [D#] and the sunset melts into a [C#] line of [A#] pines.
[G#] [D#] Yeah, life is slow out here, [F#] but it sure suits me [C#] fine.
[G#] Cause it's the simple things that strung my strings, the baby cries, the [F#] mama [C#] sings,
you're back to sleep.
Oh, it sounds so sweet.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to [C#] tell, and a dish to bring.
[G#] Yeah, it's the simple things.
Yeah.
I'm taking my boy to the river on Sundays, hunting tadpoles and [G#m] Indian [C#] money, and I just
[G#m] [C#] love Wallace flip-flop [G#]
splash.
Then we spray on and off cause we don't want triggers, baiting our hooks with chicken [C#] livers,
going yellow cat fishing, a little whisker lick grip.
[G#] [D#] I love it when he says, Daddy, give [C#] me five, [G#] and [D#] watching him grunt and grin while he's
reeling in [F#] that flathead on his [C#] line.
[G#] It's the simple things that strung my strings, the baby cries, the [F#] mama [C#] sings, you're back to sleep.
Oh, it sounds so sweet.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to [C#] tell, and a dish to bring.
Yeah, [G#] it's the simple things.
It's the simple things.
[F#] It's feeling thankful, [C#] just looking at [G#] the stars.
[F#] It's finding peace of mind [C#] in your own backyard.
Yeah, [G#] it's the simple things that strung [B] my strings like big oak [C#] trees with [F#] tire [C#] swings and lemonade.
Ice cold and homemade.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to tell, [C#] and a dish to bring.
[G#] It's the simple things.
It's the simple things.
That's it.
[N]
[C#] [G#] We got the biggest dog you ever saw, sprawled on the porch, cool and all, [C#] down [N] at our place.
[C#] His name is Ace.
[G#] We got the hummingbirds a coming in, hitting those [B] sugar water feeders and [C#] buzzing off again.
Floating in the wind, [G#] [D#] and the sunset melts into a [C#] line of [A#] pines.
[G#] [D#] Yeah, life is slow out here, [F#] but it sure suits me [C#] fine.
[G#] Cause it's the simple things that strung my strings, the baby cries, the [F#] mama [C#] sings,
you're back to sleep.
Oh, it sounds so sweet.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to [C#] tell, and a dish to bring.
[G#] Yeah, it's the simple things.
Yeah.
I'm taking my boy to the river on Sundays, hunting tadpoles and [G#m] Indian [C#] money, and I just
[G#m] [C#] love Wallace flip-flop [G#]
splash.
Then we spray on and off cause we don't want triggers, baiting our hooks with chicken [C#] livers,
going yellow cat fishing, a little whisker lick grip.
[G#] [D#] I love it when he says, Daddy, give [C#] me five, [G#] and [D#] watching him grunt and grin while he's
reeling in [F#] that flathead on his [C#] line.
[G#] It's the simple things that strung my strings, the baby cries, the [F#] mama [C#] sings, you're back to sleep.
Oh, it sounds so sweet.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to [C#] tell, and a dish to bring.
Yeah, [G#] it's the simple things.
It's the simple things.
[F#] It's feeling thankful, [C#] just looking at [G#] the stars.
[F#] It's finding peace of mind [C#] in your own backyard.
Yeah, [G#] it's the simple things that strung [B] my strings like big oak [C#] trees with [F#] tire [C#] swings and lemonade.
Ice cold and homemade.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to tell, [C#] and a dish to bring.
[G#] It's the simple things.
It's the simple things.
That's it.
[N]
Key:
C#
G#
F#
D#
G#m
C#
G#
F#
[G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#] _ [G#] _ _ _ _ We _ got the biggest dog you ever saw, sprawled on the porch, cool and all, [C#] down [N] at our place.
[C#] His name is Ace.
[G#] We got the hummingbirds a coming in, hitting those [B] sugar water feeders and [C#] buzzing off again.
_ Floating in the wind, [G#] [D#] and the sunset melts into a [C#] line of [A#] pines.
[G#] _ [D#] Yeah, life is slow out here, [F#] but it sure suits me [C#] fine.
[G#] Cause it's the simple things that strung my strings, the baby cries, the [F#] mama [C#] sings,
you're back to sleep.
_ Oh, it sounds so sweet.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to [C#] tell, and a dish to bring. _
[G#] Yeah, it's the simple things.
Yeah. _ _ _
I'm taking my boy to the river on Sundays, hunting tadpoles and [G#m] Indian [C#] money, and I just
_ [G#m] [C#] love Wallace flip-flop [G#]
splash.
Then we spray on and off cause we don't want triggers, baiting our hooks with chicken [C#] livers,
going yellow cat fishing, a little whisker lick grip.
[G#] [D#] I love it when he says, Daddy, give [C#] me five, [G#] and [D#] watching him grunt and grin while he's
reeling in [F#] that flathead on his [C#] line.
[G#] It's the simple things that strung my strings, the baby cries, the [F#] mama [C#] sings, you're back to sleep.
Oh, it sounds so sweet.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to [C#] tell, and a dish to bring.
Yeah, [G#] it's the simple things.
It's the simple things. _
_ [F#] It's feeling thankful, [C#] just looking at [G#] the stars.
[F#] It's finding peace of mind [C#] in your own backyard.
_ Yeah, [G#] it's the simple things that strung [B] my strings like big oak [C#] trees with [F#] tire [C#] swings and lemonade. _
Ice cold and homemade.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to tell, [C#] and a dish to bring.
_ [G#] It's the simple things.
_ _ _ It's the simple things.
That's it. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[C#] _ [G#] _ _ _ _ We _ got the biggest dog you ever saw, sprawled on the porch, cool and all, [C#] down [N] at our place.
[C#] His name is Ace.
[G#] We got the hummingbirds a coming in, hitting those [B] sugar water feeders and [C#] buzzing off again.
_ Floating in the wind, [G#] [D#] and the sunset melts into a [C#] line of [A#] pines.
[G#] _ [D#] Yeah, life is slow out here, [F#] but it sure suits me [C#] fine.
[G#] Cause it's the simple things that strung my strings, the baby cries, the [F#] mama [C#] sings,
you're back to sleep.
_ Oh, it sounds so sweet.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to [C#] tell, and a dish to bring. _
[G#] Yeah, it's the simple things.
Yeah. _ _ _
I'm taking my boy to the river on Sundays, hunting tadpoles and [G#m] Indian [C#] money, and I just
_ [G#m] [C#] love Wallace flip-flop [G#]
splash.
Then we spray on and off cause we don't want triggers, baiting our hooks with chicken [C#] livers,
going yellow cat fishing, a little whisker lick grip.
[G#] [D#] I love it when he says, Daddy, give [C#] me five, [G#] and [D#] watching him grunt and grin while he's
reeling in [F#] that flathead on his [C#] line.
[G#] It's the simple things that strung my strings, the baby cries, the [F#] mama [C#] sings, you're back to sleep.
Oh, it sounds so sweet.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to [C#] tell, and a dish to bring.
Yeah, [G#] it's the simple things.
It's the simple things. _
_ [F#] It's feeling thankful, [C#] just looking at [G#] the stars.
[F#] It's finding peace of mind [C#] in your own backyard.
_ Yeah, [G#] it's the simple things that strung [B] my strings like big oak [C#] trees with [F#] tire [C#] swings and lemonade. _
Ice cold and homemade.
[G#] It's putting in a hard day's work, coming home with [F#] wooden [C#] on the green t-shirt.
[G#] [D#] It's friends and family gatherings, [Fm] a neck to [F#] hug, a joke to tell, [C#] and a dish to bring.
_ [G#] It's the simple things.
_ _ _ It's the simple things.
That's it. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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