In Her Shoes

Intro
C  CM9/B  Bb  F

Verse
C
 Always wanted red lips from Mary Kay
Em
Revlon, blonde hair, long legs
Bb
Dancing in the kitchen like no one was there
       F
I was watching from the top of the stairs

C
I always tried to sit in on girls night
Em
Gossip looked more fun with a glass of wine
Bb
No one else I wanted to be
          F
Well the apple ain't far from the tree

Chorus
           C
She got a laugh

You can't forget
          G
A little sass

A long list of bad men

           Am
Holds her liquor better than a bottle can
             F
And ain't afraid to let'cha know where she stands

       C
Maybe too strong for her own good
          G
Sure she saw a little more than she should

     Am
She don't look back
      G
When she leaves a room
     F
And damn if that ain't me too

C        Dm
Am I my mother

         G                    C   G  Bb      F
Or am I just walking in her shoes    mmm mmm

Verse
C
 Workin' two jobs barely making rent
Em
Never short on good times, good friends
Bb
Falling for a guy to fix up
         F
We just can't seem to quit the hard stuff

Pre-Chorus
    Dm                  Em
And how much of her do they see in me
     F
The apple ain't far from the tree

Chorus
           C
She got a laugh

You can't forget
          G
A little sass

A long list of bad men

           Am
Holds her liquor better than a bottle can
             F
And ain't afraid to let'cha know where she stands

       C
Maybe too strong for her own good
          G
Sure she saw a little more than she should

     Am
She don't look back
      G
When she leaves a room
     F
And damn if that ain't me too

C        Dm
Am I my mother

         G                    C   G           Bb
Or am I just walking in her shooooes unh unh yeah
 F              C    G    Bb    F
Walking in her shoes   mm mmmm yeah

Post-Chorus
        C
In her boots

In her heels
         G
And the way that she feels
          Bb                     F
When the leaves turn into fresh snow

        C
In her head

In her heart
              G               Bb
Yeah there's always a part of her
           F
Everywhere I go

Chorus
        C
Like a laugh

That you can't forget
          G
A little sass

A long list of bad men

           Am
Holds her liquor better than a bottle can
             F                         Dm
And ain't afraid to let'cha know where she stands

       C
Maybe too strong for her own good
          G
Sure she saw a little more than she should

     Am
She don't look back
      G
When she leaves a room
     F
And damn if that ain't me too

         Dm    C
Am I my mother
         F
Am I my mother

         G                    C   G  Bb           F
Or am I just walking in her shooooes   yeah ah ah ah

Outro
C     G        Bb          F
  Walking, walking in her shoes