Martina McBride

^D Lock up your husbands Lock up your sons
^D A G (eighth notes starting on 4 - for Bass)
Lock up your whiskey cabinets Girls lock up your guns
^D Lock up the beauty shop No tellin' if they've heard the news

Call the boys downtown at Neiman Marcus Tell 'em lock up them high heels shoes
*Chorus*
When God-feari ^B n' women get the bl ^G ues ^D
There ain't no slap-dab tellin' What they're gonna do ^A
Run around yellin'

I've got a Mustang It'll do 80 You don't have to be my baby

G hold for 4.5 measures D
I've stirred my last batch of gravy You don't have to be

D for 4 measures while fiddles play
Verse 2
^D Call all the deacons Call the ladies aid
^D A G (eighth notes starting on 4 - for Bass)
Call all the altos, sopranos, tenors Call every bass
^D Well call all the Pentecostals Bring that anointing oil too

Well call the preacher He's the only one can reach her And there ain't no
time to lose
*Chorus*
*SOLO*
All in D (8 measures)
*Chorus*
Fade out all in D