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Date: 7/24/00; 11:33:39 AM
From: Suzan Verner <SuzanVerner@meritcare.com>
Subject: Die With Your Boots On - Toby Keith

 Song:     Die With Your Boots On
writers:   Toby Keith/Jim Femino
Album:  How do you like me now

 
Lead guitar only on intro.
D                            C
Daddy was a gambler back in '72
         G
He had a taste for the night life
        Bb       C
And he loved his booze
         D
He had a woman on one arm
      C
And a tattoo on the other
       G                                 Bb
It was hard to read I don't know what it said
C                  D
Something about my mother
        D                         C
I stood over his shoulder back in Bakersfield
            G                                Bb     C
He had some rhinestone boots with those high ridin' heels
   D                       C
He bet a ton of money on a hand I thought was dead
           G                       Bb
When those 7's cleaned the table up
        C                 D
He just looked around and said
Chorus:
G
Sometimes you win
D
Sometimes you won't
A
Sometimes you beat that devil
D
Sometimes you don't
G
We're all just killin' time
D
Til the good lord calls us home
C                         G
And the best that you can hope for is
   Bb  C            D
To die    with your boots on.
D                          C
I drive a big rig run from shore to shore
           G
I've got a woman beside me
       Bb              C
and my name out on the door
D                                            C
I can't make no money if I don't out run the man
       G                                     Bb
That's why you find me streakin' through the night
C               D
Catch me if you can
Chorus
Chorus 2 : 
G
Sometimes you win
D
Sometimes you won't
          A
sometimes you'll out run that devil
D
Sometimes you don't
G                                   D                  Bm
We're all just killin' time til the good Lord calls us home
        C                 G              Bb C
And the best that you can hope for is to die
D
With your boots on
D
With your boots on