Toby Keith

We got winners; we got losers;
Chain smokers and boozers.
An' we got yuppies; we got bikers;
An' we got, thirsty hitchhikers.
And the girls next door dress up like movie stars:
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I love this bar.

Verse: two (SAME CHORDS)
We got cowboys; we got truckers;
Broken hearted fools and suckers.
An' we got hustlers; we got fighters;
Early birds and all niters.
And the veterans talk about their battle scars:
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I love this bar.
Chorus:
I love this bar,
It's my kind place.
Just walk in through the front door,
Puts a big smile on my face.
A Bm D....G
It ain't too far; come as you are.
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I love this bar.
Verse: three
I've seen short skirts; we've got high-techs;
Blue-collar boys and rednecks.
An' we got lovers; lots of lookers;
I've even seen dancin' girls and hookers.
And we like to drink our beer from a mason jar:
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I love this bar, yes I do!

Lead (chords) Bm D Bm D into chorus
Chorus:
I like my truck, (I like my truck),
An' I like my girlfriend, (I like my girlfriend),
I like to take her out to dinner;
I like a movie now and then: (band drops out here)

But I love this bar,
It's my kind place.
Just toeing around the dance floor,
Puts a big smile on my face.
A Bm D...G
No cover charge; come as you are.
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I love this bar.
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, I just love this ol' bar

Enjoy, Jim Housman ( Play to Live Live to Play )