Tabby Cat Music Archives
Written by: Vicky McGehee – John Rich – Timothy Womack
Note: n.c. means to play no chord (A) is for those
who want chords in this no chord section. Open means to strum
The string without holding a chord. Listen to recording for timing.
IF HER LOVIN’ DON’T KILL ME Aaron Tippin
D vamp

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Intro chords: D G D G D G D G D A D
D vamp vamp
She burns too hot plays too rough
D vamp vamp
She’s got a dress full of dangerous stuff
D vamp vamp
The way she looks tears me apart
But the way she loves me nearly stops my heart
CHORUS:
If her lovin’ don’t kill me Don’t put me six feet down
I’ll be the last man standin’ on the top of the hill
D n.c. (A) D G D A D
If her lovin’ don’t kill me then nothing will

My doctor told me I looked kinda ragged
He said What happened boy Did you fall off the wagon
I said It ain’t my drinking or my smoking doc
It’s my drop dead darlin’ rockin’ me around the clock
Go to chorus, lead
Dm Dm open G Dm Dm open G Dm Dm open G
Every night she tears me up
She gives it good and I can’t get enough
To chorus with limited instruments playing, chorus full instruments, ending
ENDING:
If her lovin’ don’t kill me Then I swear nothin’ ever will
Nothin’ nothin’ will (If her lovin’ don’t kill me) I’m invincible yeah
(If her lovin’ don’t kill me) If her lovin’ don’t kill me
(If her lovin’ don’t kill me) (If her lovin’ don’t kill me)
(If her lovin’ don’t kill me) (If her lovin’ don’t kill me)

INTRO: A F#m D E A

I’ve always lived on the edge of life
I don’t fear the dark of night
I may be crazy but I’m not a fool
I’d be afraid of losin’ you

I’ve looked danger in the eye
I’m not afraid to live or die
But after all that I’ve been thru
I’d be afraid of losin’ you

BRIDGE:
I couldn’t face a single day without you in my life
Your sweet embrace is all it takes to keep me satisfied

I’ve always been a restless soul
Hungered for the wilder road
But a rebel heart still knows its roots
I’d be afraid of losin’ you

INTRO

BRIDGE

I’ve always lived on the edge of life
I don’t fear the dark of night
I may be crazy but I’m not a fool
I’d be afraid of losin’ you

I’d be afraid of losin’ you
I may be crazy but I’m not a fool
Yes I’d be afraid of losin’ you

INTRO out

Yeah, sure ‘nuff, real tough honky-tonkin’ superman

capo 2nd fret
Intro – A – D – Esus E

(verse 1)
Right now I’m gonna take you in my arms,
Hold you closer and tighter Than I ever have,
I’m gonna say all the things that I thought could wai[-]t,
Now I realize that later, Could be a little too late,

Baby, let’s love love ove ove ove ove ove like there’s no tomorrow,
Live for every moment Laugh at least a little every day,
If we'll see[-] the sunrise in the morning Is impossible to say,
So, let’s love, like there’s no tomorrow (no tomorrow),
To[-]day,[-]
(verse 2)
From now on Every time we kiss,
It’s gonna mean so much more,
When I touch your lips,
When I give myself to you,
Baby, I won’t hold nothing bac[-]k,
Cause there’s nothing I wouldn’t give,
To make every minute last,

Baby, let’s love love ove ove ove ove ove like there’s no tomorrow,
Live for every moment Laugh at least a little every day,
If we'll see[-] the sunrise in the morning Is impossible to say,
So, let’s love, like there’s no tomorrow (no tomorrow),
Today,
(ending chorus w/Key change)
Baby, let’s love love ove ove ove ove ove like there’s no tomorrow[-],
Live for every moment (every moment) Laugh at least a little every day,
If we’ll see the sunrise in the morning Is impossible to say,
So, let’s love(baby let’s love) like there’s no tomorrow today,
Oh baby, let’s love (let’s love) ike there’s no tomorrow today[-], [-][-]

” Aaron Tippin – I Was Born With A Broken Heart

If you’re lost, and you’re alone
Let me sing you a song
Oh you’re not the only lonely one tonight
I know what you’re goin’ through
I can sympathize with you
I’ve been walkin’ in your shoes all my life.
Chorus:
(Stop)
I Was Born With A Broken Heart
Born to lose right from the start
Raised on hand-me-down blues
That’s why I sing the way I do
A sad six string and a jukebox voice
I’m the lonely people’s choice
I was made to play the part
I Was Born With A Broken Heart.

If the sun, should ever shine, in your life
Well friend that’s fine
And may you leave behind these old troubled times that we’ve shared
Oh but don’t look back for me
I’m where I’m supposed to be
And anywhere there’s a lonely street I’ll be there.
Chorus:

Yes I was made to play the part
I Was Born With A Broken Heart.

”

It ain’t nothin’ but a small frame house on an acre lot
It ain’t that much diff’rent from any other house on the block
And it may not look like we got our share of the pro- mise
But at least one thing’s for sure, I GOT IT HONEST.

Roll out of the sack ev’ry mornin’, head on down to the mill
Give ‘em all I got for eight, ‘cause that’s the deal
If you’ll check out my paycheck
Well, you’ll see that there ain’t that much on it
But ev’ry single penny I’m paid, I GOT IT HONEST.

I never had to hang my head in shame
For puttin’ a price tag on my name
Never turned back on what I believe
Or let my heart be ruled by greed
‘Cause buddy if I didn’t earn it, I don’t want it
That way I can always say, I GOT IT HONEST.

Now you ain’t looking at some dude
That was born with a Silver spoon in his mouth
And I might seem like some kind of low-life
To that high-falutin’ crowd
But I’m plain spoken, straight talkin’
And damn proud of what I have accomplished
Some folks appreciate that and some don’t
But, I GOT IT HONEST.
CHANGE TO E:

Now when I die, I may not leave my kids a fortune
But I hope they knowed my life stood for things that were important
And I’ll hand out the same sturdy old values of my daddy and my momma
It made me every ounce of what I am and I GOT IT HONEST.

CHORUS

(E)I’ve go[(1)]t some mighty tall tales,from livin’ hard and fast.
(E)I’m a walkin’, talkin’, livin’, breathin’, portrait of my past. I’ve
(A)double crossed the devil,prayed the lord my soul to keep.
(E)Escaped some early graves by the skin of my teeth.All the
(B)deepest secrets of my soul the world can plainly see.
(A)Everything i’ve ever done,is
(B)written all over
(E)me.If you just
[(2)](G)read Be
(D)tween the
(B)lines.Of this
(G)well weathered
(D)face of
(E)mine.Ever
(C)wrinkle,every scar is a
(A)painful work of
(E)art.That
(B)reminds me of mistakes that i’ve
(A)made.and no story i could tell could tell it quite as
(E)well.As these
(C)souveniers that livin’s left
(A)behind.So take
(B)long hard look,at the cover of this bookAnd read be
(C)tweeen the
(A)lines. read be
(C)tween the
(A)lines.
[(3)]Now friend they might be hard to find.On this rigid face of stone.
There are pleasant deep impressions’that are solid as gold.
And i’ll be the first to tell you,this ol’ boy has been blesssed.
Even the worst of time shave turned out for the best.
Like roads on a map accross this battered stretch of skin.
Just trace your way down mem’ry lane to any place i’ve been.
(repeat 2)

I Wouldn’t Have It Any Other Way
By Aaron Tippin
Written By Aaron Tippin/Butch Curry
3/7/2010

Capo 1

Intro:
C Am G C twice

I’ve walked the straight and narrow and I’ve worn a rebel’s brand
Sometimes I’ve had to go without for bein’ my own man
I’ve rallied to the cause when I knew the cause was right
Yes, I’ve cut against the grain but I’ve kept my peace of mind

Chorus:
And I wouldn’t have it any other way
If there’s a price for bein’ me, well that’s one I’ll have to pay
I’ll take the good and bear the bad until my dyin’ day
And I wouldn’t have it any other way
I wouldn’t have it any other way

I could take a beaten path every time a trouble starts
I’d rather take a beatin’ than to ever cross my heart
Stickin’ to my guns, can’t be sold or bought
Holdin’ to my honor no matter what the cost

Chorus

Steel Solo

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I’ll take the good and bear the bad until my dyin’ day
And I wouldn’t have it any other way
I wouldn’t have it any other way
No I wouldn’t have it any other way

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Verse
Some times she runs, some times she don’t, more than once shes left me
on the side of the road, the older she gets the slower we go, but there
ain’t nothin wrong with the radio.
She needs a carbuerator, a set of plug wires, shes riding me around on four
bald tires, the wipers don’t work and the horn don’t blow, but their ain’t
nothing wrong with the radio
Chorus
I got sixteen speakers crossin my back dash, a little bobbin dog

watchin everybody pass dual attennas whippin in the wind Lord the ain’t

no country station that I can’t tune in, she ain’t a cadillac and she
ain’t a rolls but their ain’t nothin wrong with the radio.

I got stopped by a cop late last night, out of date tags and no taillights,
He said I oughta run you in but im a lettin you go because there ain’t
nothin wrong with your radio.
Got the best lookin gal in my hometown, I asked her last time that I took
her out, honey tell me what it is that makes you love me so, she said there
ain’t nothin wrong with your radio.
I got sixteen speakers crossin my back dash, a little bobbin dog watchin
everybody pass dual attennas whippin in the wind Lord the ain’t no country
station that I can’t tune in, she ain’t a cadillac and she ain’t a rolls but
their ain’t nothin wrong with the radio.

No she ain’t a cadillac and she ain’t a rolls but there ain’t nothin
wrong with your radio.

In My Wildest Dreams
By Aaron Tippin
11/30/2012

I’ve built a million raving beauties out of pure make-believe
Hopin?? my imagination might run away with me
I thought I'd pictured every vision that a man could dream about
Till you walked through those swinging doors and stepped down off that cloud

Chorus:
What's an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams
A walkin’, talkin’, lovin’ fantasy
Did you come here tonight just to rescue me
What’s an angel like you doing in my wildest dreams

I thought I’d died and went to heaven when you sat down next to me
Lord, and I said to myself this is too good to believe
You look like you belong in a Sunday school choir
Instead of in this honky tonk settin’ me on fire

Chorus

Bridge:
Are you just wishful thinkin’, a figment of my mind
I’ll worry about that tomorrow, right now it’s closing time

Chorus