Honey Child

Tom : G

[Intro]
D D Am7 Am7 G G D D
VERSE:
D
She was a hopeless romantic with a dirty mouth
G
But how I loved the way her tongue would curl her words so south
C
And she loved tracing the faded wings
G D
On the hood of that old jet-black, Pontiac Firebird
D
She had a couple years on me,
G
Didn't know that I was only eighteen and green
Never tasted anything she's about to pour on me
C G
She leaned in with that bottle, put it to her lips, she took a sip
D
And dripped out these words

[Refrão]
CHORUS:
D
Honey child
Em7
I'm gonna love you old school, rock and roll style
C G
I'm gonna lay this kiss here on your whiskey wild
D
And make it taste just like honеy, child

[Próxima Parte]
VERSE:
D
Sometimes her whispеr fades in low
G
When that summer one-hit-wonder finds its way into my FM radio
C G
Still comes in clear, buzzin' in my ears, after all these years
D
Such a sweet, sweet sound (such a sweet, sweet sound)

[Refrão] (repetir)
[Próxima Parte]
BDA K:
Em G
Woah woh woh
D D
I couldn't keep my hands off of her
Em G
Woah woh woh
C G
Still hangin' on to every single word
G
And she said
D D
Honey child
Am7
I'm gonna love you old school, rock and roll style
G G
I'm gonna lay this kiss here on your whiskey wild (whiskey wild)

[Refrão] (repetir)
[Próxima Parte]
C G
I'm gonna lay this kiss here on ya whiskey wild
D D Am7
And make it taste like honey, child
Am G G D D
Ahhh honey chuld
OUTRO:
D
She called me honey child
Am7
She called me honey child
G
Yeah alright heh heh
D
She was making a man out of me
D
Pour it on me baby
  D    Am7     Am       G
She called me honey child
D D
How sweet it was
  D  Am7    G    D    Am     G
Honey chiiiild-i-ild - FDE OUT