Toby Keith

Till ^A death too us part is what she ^D told that preacher man
Now she says this ain't worth ^A dyin' for
She's ^B had all she can ^E stand
She's ^A boxed up momma's china, it's ^D loaded on the truck
She's just got started p ^A ackin, and I'm ^E thinkin' this could ^A suck
Now ^F#m there goes my ^B Lay-Z Boy and ^D my flat top ^A guitar
Here ^F#m comes her big ^B sister, what's she ^D doin' in my ^E car
As ^F#m they drive off to the ^B city I just ^D waved
From the ^F#m top of my lungs I ^B hope she heard me ^E say.
Chorus:
You Ain't ^D Leavin' Thank God Are Ya
You can't ^A be gone fast enough
What ^E seemed to take a lifetime just ^A left in a cloud of dust
This'll ^D make my girlfriend happy she's the ^A one
That never thought you ^F#m would
You Ain't ^D Leavin' Thank God ^B Are Ya
Let us ^D pray you're ^E gone for ^A good.
^{D A F#m D B D E A} She ^F#m forgot her new ^B laptop, so I know ^D she'll be ^A back
I'll have a ^F#m hot tub full of ^B hotties, icein' ^D down a 24- ^E pack
She'll ^F#m cuss me like a ^B sailor, but I don't ^D care
I'll have a ^F#m few choice words ^B when I come up for ^E air.
Chorus:
^D You Ain't Leavin' ^B Thank God Are Ya
Let us ^D pray you're ^E gone for ^A good.