Tag: HARDY (US country)

  • HARDY feat. Lainey Wilson – Wait In The Truck Chords on Piano & Ukulele

    These are the chords for Wait In The Truck by HARDY feat. Lainey Wilson on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard
    [Intro]
    C  C  Bb  Am
    C  C  Bb7  Am7
    
    [Verse]
           C
    I got turned around in 
    some little town
         Bb              Am
    I\'d never been to before
            C
    Working my way through 
    a middle-of-June
     Bb              Am7
    Midnight thunderstorm
               C
    There was something 
    in the headlights
        Bb              Am
    It stopped me on a dime
                   C
    Well, she was scared to death, 
    so I said
          Bb               Am
    Climb in and then she climbed
          C          Bb Am
    Ohh, ohh ohh yeah
    
    [Verse]
                   C
    Well, she was bruised and 
    broke from head to toe
            Bb     
    With a tear in 
                       Am
    her blood-stained shirt
                C
    She didn\'t tell the whole 
    truth but she didn\'t have to
       Bb                       Am7
    I knew what had happened to her
              C
    I didn\'t load her down 
    with questions
          Bb                     Am
    That girl had been through enough
            C
    I just threw it in drive, 
    looked in those eyes
           Bb                Am7
    And I asked her where he was
    

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    [Chorus]
             C
    I don\'t know if he\'s an angel
            Bb                      F
    \'Cause angels don\'t do what he did
                C
    He was hellbent to find 
    the man behind
             Bb              F
    All the whiskey scars I hid
    
             C
    I never thought my day of justice
                       Bb            F
    Would come from a judge under a seat
           C              
    But I knew right then 
                        Bb
    I\'d never get hit again
                    F
    When he said to me
                 C
    Wait in the truck
                      Bb  F
    Just wait in the truck
    
    [Verse]
            C
    Well I knocked and knocked 
    and no one came
          Bb                        Am
    So I kicked in his double-wide door
               C
    I let the hammer drop before he got
             Bb                    Am7
    To that twelve he was reaching for
              C
    I didn\'t try to hide my pistol
              Bb         Am7
    I didn\'t even try to run
                       C
    I just sat on the porch, 
    smoking one of his cigarettes
               Bb              Am7
    And waited for the cops to come
    
    [Chorus]
             C
    I don\'t know if he\'s an angel
            Bb          
    \'Cause angels don\'t 
                F
    do what he did
                C
    He was hellbent to 
    find the man behind
             Bb              F
    All the whiskey scars I hid
             C
    I never thought my day of justice
    Would come from 
       Bb            F
    a judge under a seat
           C                  
    But I knew right then I\'d 
                    Bb
    never get hit again
                    F
    When he said to me
                 C
    Wait in the truck
                      Bb  F
    Just wait in the truck
    
    [Post-Chorus]
          C
    Whoa oah (whoa)
                  Bb   F
    Have mercy on me, Lord
                  C
    Have mercy on me
                  Bb           F
    Have mercy on me-e (hey), Lord
    

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    [Bridge]
               C
    It\'s been sixty months 
    and she still comes
       Bb                   F
    To see me from time to time
            C
    It was worth the price, 
    to see a brighter side
            Bb           
    Of the girl I picked 
             Am
    up that night
           C
    And I might be here forever
              Bb              C
    It ain\'t paradise that\'s true
                C
    But it\'s a whole hell 
    of a lot better
              Bb              F
    Than the place I sent him to, 
    yeah
    
    [Outro]
    C
    (Have mercy, have mercy, 
    have mercy on me)
                 Bb
    Wait in the truck 
    (have mercy on me)
    F                  C
     Just wait in the truck
    (Have mercy, have mercy, 
    have mercy on me)
                 Bb
    Wait in the truck 
    (Lord, have mercy)
    F                  C
     Just wait in the truck
    (Have mercy, have mercy, 
                  Bb
    have mercy on me)
     F                  C
    Lord, have mercy on me
    (Have mercy, have mercy, 
                  Bb
    have mercy on me)
     F
    Lord
                   C
    (Have mercy on me)
    (Have mercy, have mercy, 
    have mercy on me)
                 Bb
    Wait in the truck
    F                  C
     Just wait in the truck
    (Have mercy, have mercy, 
    have mercy on me)
                 Bb
    Wait in the truck
    F                  C
     Just wait in the truck 
     (have mercy)
    C  Bb  Am  Bb  (C)
    
  • CHORDS: HARDY (US, country) – Sold Out Chords on Piano & Ukulele

    These are the chords for Sold Out by HARDY (US, country) on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard
    [Verse 1]
                      D          A  A#
    Gold records on a sheet rock
        A#                      A
    not bad for a boy from Mississippi
                       D       A  A#
    Yeah I could buy a Maybach
            A#             A
    but I\'m still in my F-150
    
    [Pre-Chorus]
                D    A
    And my last name
      A#           A#     
    is a whole lot bigger 
                        A
    than I thought it\'d be
                    D       A  A#
    A lot of things changed
           A#         D
    except one thing, me
    
    [Chorus]
                  F~
    I\'m still the same ol\' redneck fuck
    don\'t give a damn
    F~
    Ain\'t afraid to throw a dead buck
    on my Instagram
    F~                       
    Grain alcohol in my cup, 
                       F*
    got the whole house
    Wall to wall, 
    and I still ain\'t sold out
    D  A  A#    A#
         C        D
    Wall to wall, and 
    I still ain\'t sold out
    D  A  A#    A#
         C        D
    Wall to wall, and 
    I still ain\'t sold out
    D  A  A#    A#  C  D
    D  A  A#    A#  C  D
    

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    [Verse 2]
       D       A         A#     
    Yeah, midddle finger to the 
                          A#
    sky buddy that\'s right
       C             D             
    I don\'t sprinkle Dixie Crystal 
                   D
    on my half time
         A         A#     
    Keep your \"in\" crowd, 
                       A#
    I\'ll be the outcast
         C          D
    I\'ll be country \'til I\'m dead, 
    that\'s on
    
    [Pre-Chorus]
            D    A
    My last name
      A#           A#     
    is a whole lot bigger 
                        A
    than I thought it\'d be
                    D       A  A#
    A lot of things changed
                   A#        
    but if there\'s somethin\' 
                          D
    you should know about me
    
    [Chorus]
                  F~
    I\'m still the same ol\' 
    redneck fuck
    don\'t give a damn
    F~
    Ain\'t afraid to throw 
    a dead buck
    on my Instagram
    F~                       
    Grain alcohol in my cup, 
                       F*
    got the whole house
    Wall to wall, 
    and I still ain\'t sold out
    D  A  A#    A#
         C        D
    Wall to wall, and 
    I still ain\'t sold out
    D  A  A#    A#
         C        D
    Wall to wall, and 
    I still ain\'t sold out
    D  A  A#    A#  C  D
    D  A  A#    A#  C  D
    

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    [Bridge]
       D      A         A#         
    Yeah, middle finger to the sky 
                          A#
    \'til I\'m gone and dead
       C       D           
    forty-four in the Ford 
                       D
    for the Copperheads
      A     A#         
    Alcohol in my cup, 
                       A#
    got the whole house
         C        
    Wall to wall, 
    D
    and I still ain\'t sold out
       D      A         A#         
    Yeah, middle finger to the sky 
                          A#
    \'til I\'m gone and dead
       C       D           
    forty-four in the Ford 
                       D
    for the Copperheads
      A     A#         
    Alcohol in my cup, 
                       A#
    got the whole house
         C        
    Wall to wall, 
    D
    and I still ain\'t sold out
    
    [Outro]
    D#
    A#
    F#
    C#
    G#
    D#
    D#
    A#
    F#
    C#
    G#
    D#
    
  • CHORDS: HARDY (US, country) ft Knox – Happy Hour Chords on Piano & Ukulele

    These are Happy Hour Chords by HARDY (US, country) ft Knox on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.

    [Chorus]
    I don’t know why 
    they 
     G
    call it happy 
    hour
            Am      
    ‘Cause I’m here 
             C
    feeling bad
                 F
    Drinking whiskey 
    but I’m sour
                     
    ‘Cause she ain’t 
             C
    coming back
               G
    And I’m looking 
    ‘round the bar
           Am      
    Half drunk and 
          C
    half mad
    ‘Cause they 
      F
    call it
     happy hour
    But everybody
     in 
    here is 
     G   Am  C
    sad
         F
    So sad
    
    [Verse]
    G              
    It’s sunny 
    and 
    it’s 
      Am      C
    seventy-five
    What the 
      F 
    hell am 
                 C
    I doing here
    G                  
    Staring at a 
    half-
        Am   C
    lit neon sign
        F            
    And I don’t 
    even 
    like that 
         C
    beer
    It’s like 
    nobody
     wants to 
    G          
    be in this 
         Am  C
    place
             F    
    Oh but nobody 
    wants 
                C
    to go home
               G 
    Ain’t it funny 
    how we’re 
             Am 
    all in here 
        C
    together
               F
    But we’re all sittin’
     all alone
    

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    [Chorus]
    I don’t know 
    why
     they 
     G
    call it happy 
    hour
            Am              
    ‘Cause I’m here 
    feeling 
     C
    bad
                 F
    Drinking whiskey 
    but I’m sour
    ‘Cause she ain’t 
             C
    coming back
               G
    And I’m looking 
    ‘round the bar
           Am      
    Half drunk and 
          C
    half mad
                  F
    ‘Cause they call 
    it happy hour
    But everybody in 
             G  Am  C
    here is sad
         F    C
    So sad
    
    [Verse]
              G
    All the drunks 
    drink for cheap
           Am             
    Shit that’s 
    what
     they 
    should 
      C
    call it
    All got 
       F
    somewhere 
    to be
    But we’re all 
         C
    alcoholics
            G                         
    So we numb 
    all the 
    pain while 
    the 
     Am            
    sun’s still 
    in 
        C
    the sky
          F
    But damn
    What’s more 
    depressing
     than a 
    f**king 
    hangover 
    at night
    (Yeah)
    G
    My stupid 
    ex got
     me blocked
    Am
    I got some 
    bills 
    that ain’t 
    paid
    F
    I got a 
    truck in
     the shop
    (Oooh)
    
    Ain’t got 
    no smile
     on my face
    G
    Yeah we might
     save
     a few bucks
    Am
    But that ain’t 
    saving
     our soul
    F
    So I don’t know 
    I don’t
     know I don’t 
    know
    (Oooh)
    
    [Chorus]
    I don’t know 
    why they 
     G
    call it happy
     hour
            Am      
    ‘Cause I’m here 
             C
    feeling bad
    Drinking 
        F
    whiskey 
    but I’m sour
    ‘Cause she 
    ain’t 
             C
    coming back
               G
    And I’m looking 
    ‘round the bar
           Am      
    Half drunk and 
          C
    half mad
                  F
    ‘Cause they call 
    it happy hour
    But everybody in 
             G  Am  C
    here is sad
         F
    So sad
    (Sad)
    Everybody in here 
            G  Am  C
    is sad
              F
    (Sad) so sad
    (Sad)