| F | C | |
| And | I wrote your number on the | fifty yard line |
| G (arpeggio) G (arpeggio) |
| And you were always a perfect one and valedictorian |
| F | C | |
| So | under your number I wrote | call for a good time |
| Dm | Em | F | G | |
| I only | wanted to | get your at | tention |
| C | F | |
| But | you overlooked me some | how |
| Dm | Em | F | G | |
| Besides you had | too many | boyfriends to m | ention |
| C | G | |
| And | I played my guitar too | loud |
| F | G | |
| How do ya like me n | ow |
| Chorus: |
| C | F | |
| How do ya like me | now, now that I'm on my | way |
| G | C | |
| You still think I'm | crazy standing here to | day |
| F | C | |
| I couldn't make you | love me but I always dreamed a | bout |
| G C C F (play 2x) |
| Living in your radio, How do ya like me now |
| Verse 2: |
| G (arpeggio) G (arpeggio) |
| When I took off to Tennessee I heard that you made fun of me |
| F | C | |
| Never imagined I'd | make it this far |
| G (arpeggio) G (arpeggio) |
| Then you married into money girl, ain't it a cruel and funny world |
| F | C | |
| He took your dreams, and he | tore them apart |
| Dm | Em | F | G | |
| He never comes | home and you're | always a | lone |
| C | F | |
| And your | kids hear you cry down the | hall |
| Dm | Em | F | G | |
| Alarm clock starts | ringing who | could that be | singing |
| C | G | |
| It's | me baby with your wake up | call |
| F | G | |
| How do ya like me n | ow |
| * repeat chorus * |
| * solo * |
| * repeat chorus * |