Nothin' better to do

Em = 022000
G = 320003
A = x02220
C = x32010
D = xx0232
B7 = x24242
C#m7#5 = x42200
B11/E = 021200

Capo op de eerste fret!

INTRO - riff.
  Em             G   A       Em      G   A     Em      G   A
e|------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|--------0h2-0---0-----0h2---0h2-0---0-5-2p0---0h2-0---0-----0h2---|
A|------------------0h2-----------------------------------0h2-------|
E|-0-3b-0-------3-----------0-------3---------0-------3-------------|
   Em       G   A
e|--------------------|
B|--------------------|
G|--------------------|
D|---0h2-0---0--------|
A|-------------2-0----|
E|-0-------3-------3--|

VERSE1 (ga door met riff. tot aan het C-akkoord)
 Em G A   Em           G     A         Em   G  A
Hu--ng    my cotton dress on rusted wire
 Em            G   A       Em G A
Up there on Pilahatchee Bridge
 Em        G     A           C
Just a crazy roughneck's daughter
                            D
Jumped head-first into the water
Baptized away my sins

VERSE2 (riff.)
Hitched to town with Bobby Jo and Tommy
Couple of lookers, new best friends
We slipped in the back of Sunday service
Know them church ladies, they heard us
Bum smoke money from the offering

CHORUS (bij het woord 'nothin' begin je weer met de riff.)
 C                            D
Mama said, "Idle hands are Devil's handywork"
   C                          B7
Oh, the trouble you'll get into
        Em       G         A       Em                G
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
 A      Em         G         A       Em
You got   nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
 G
Yeah!

 Em  G  A   Em  G  A     Em  G  A   Em  G  A
Oh, yeah

VERSE 3
Sign read: BAIT, CHIPS BEER and AMMUNITION
That Slim-Jim bag boy hadn't a prayer
Well I hiked my skirt and did the talkin'
While them boys were busy walkin'
Case of .5 out the back door

VERSE 4
Hid deep in the Mississippi backwoods
We danced and played around 'til dark
Well I had them wrestlin' for my first kiss
Turned into a fight and they missed
Me speeding off in Tommy's car

CHORUS
Mama said, "Idle hands are Devil's handywork"
Oh, the trouble you'll get into
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
Yeah!

INTERLUDE
 C  D  C  D

Em      B11/E         D
Nobody hurt, nobody harmed
C#m7#5         C --> meteen door naar het refrein..
Nobody's busines but my own

CHORUS
                           D
Mama said, "Idle hands are Devil's handwork
   C                          B7
Oh, the trouble you'll get into!"
       Em        G         A       Em                G
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
 A     Em        G         A       Em                G
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
 A     Em        G         A       Em                G
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
 A     Em        G         A       Em
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
 G
Yeah!

(me de riff. doorgaan tot het einde)

Oh, yeah
Got nothin' better to do, babe
Got nothin' better to do
You got nothin' better to do, babe
Ya got nothin' better to do, no no
Got nothin' better to do!
Ya got nothin' better to do, no no
Got nothin' better to do!
You got nothin' better to do, no no!