Cuttin Up B&S Style Chords by The Sunny Cowgirls

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[F#] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[E] [F#] We've been waiting all week for Saturday, no not a day is finally here.
You got the swags in the bag, the barbecue pack, the five dollar suits and beer, we're
[B] right to go.
_ _ [D] Let's say we hit the [F#] open road. _ _ _ _ _
Now there's five of us going in convoy, the hoops are running fine.
But out on the horizon you can see the lightning brightening [B] up the sky.
_ _ [D] Yeah, us and that old storm have [F#] now arrived. _ _ _ _ _
[D] We've got a two-day wait before the [C#] gate will finally open.
[D] Pay our ninety bucks, get our [C#] cup, tyres we'll be smoking.
_ We'll [F#] all be cutting up gravel, [D] cutting up [E] dirt, ready for the party.
[F#] Gonna lose control and have a [E] ball tonight.
_ [F#] We'll be gubbing in rum and having our [E] fun in the boots and the black tie.
[D] Going wild, _ [C#] _ we're cutting up [F#] in their style.
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [F#] Now it's pouring down and no one's sure if it's thundy or the rain.
But it won't last, we're drinking fast.
It all just tastes the same [B] after a while. _
_ [D] Looks like we've been swimming in the [F#] Nile.
_ _ _ _ Now Joe's tripped and running round like a drunken headless chook.
And Linda now has lost her bra and Friday's having a look for [B] his new tie.
_ [D] Top to toe, covered [F#] in food dye.
_ _ _ _ [D] Now all us must find our [C#] turf or somebody else's.
[D] And at nine o'clock the burnout [C#] comes.
We're drunk but it's all worth _ it.
We'll all be cutting up gravel, cutting up [E] dirt, ready for the party.
[F#] Gonna lose control and have a [E] ball tonight.
[F#] We'll be gubbing in rum and having our [E] fun in the boots and the black tie.
[D] Going _ wild, [C#] _ we're cutting up [B] in their style. _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ We'll be chasing mom's gold, this is cotton, you'd stack on your cracker.
Have a hook, lose your booties, the floor, get a go.
Grab a cup of me, I'm feeding for ya.
Cutting up gravel, cutting up [E] dirt, ready for the party.
[F#] Gonna lose [D] control and have a ball [E] tonight. _
[F#] We'll be gubbing in [D] rum and having our [E] fun in the boots and the black tie.
[D] Going _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [D] _ wild, _ [C#] _ we're cutting up [F#] in their style.
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_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [F#] We'll be chasing _ [E] mom's gold, this is cotton, you'd stack on [F#] your cracker.
Have a hook, [D] lose your booties, the floor, [E] get a go.
Grab a cup of me, I'm feeding for [F#] ya. _ _ _ _ _ _
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