Nothin' Better to Do LeAnn Rimes
Hung my cotton d[Em]ress on rusted wire Up there on Pilahatchee Bridge
Just a crazy roughneck's d[C]aughter
Jumped head-first into the [D]water Baptized away my sins
[Em]Hitched to town with Bobby Jo and Tommy Couple of lookers, new best friends
We slipped in the back of Sunday s[C]ervice Know them church ladies,
they he[D]ard us Bum smoke money from the offering
[C]Mama said, "Idle hands are [D]Devil's handywork"
Oh[C], the trouble you'll get in[B7]to
You got [Em]nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do Y[G]eah!
[Em]Sign read: BAIT, CHIPS BEER and AMMUNITION That Slim-Jim bag boy hadn't a prayer
Well I hiked my skirt and did the t[C]alkin'
While them boys were busy w[D]alkin' Case of .5 out the back door
[Em]Hid deep in the Mississippi backwoods We danced and played around 'til dark
Well I had them wrestlin' for my f[C]irst kiss
Turned into a fight and they m[D]issed Me speeding off in Tommy's car
[C]Mama said, "Idle hands are [D]Devil's handywork"
Oh[C], the trouble you'll get in[B7]to
You got [Em]nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do Ye[G]ah![C] [D] [C] [D]
[Em] Nobody [Em/D#]hurt, nobody h[Em/D]armed Nobody's b[Em/C#]usines but my [CM7]own
[C]Mama said, "Idle hands are [D]Devil's handywork"
Oh[C], the trouble you'll get in[B7]to
You got [Em]nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do Ye[G]ah!
Repeat 2 last lines
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