Key: EINTRO: A A#dim7 E C#7 F#7 B7 E VERSE:E Hey, once I was the honky-tonkin' talk of the townA E Ridin' high in my bad ChevroletE C#7 I had seven pretty women, Lord, hangin' on meF#7 B7 A different one for every dayE But look at me now, all my women's left townA E And a buck is gettin' hard to come byA A#dim7 Well I must confessE C#7 My life's a big messF#7 B7 E I'm so low, I could lay down and die CHORUS:E Well, you never know just how good you've got it 'till youA E ....ain't got it no moreE C#7 You never know just how high you're flyin' 'till youF#7 B7 Fall face down on the floorE All I can do is just moan the bluesA G#7 And dream about what I had beforeA A#dim7 Hey, you never know just howE C#7 Good you've got it 'till youF#7 B7 E Ain't got it no moreINSTRUMENTAL: E A E C#7 F#7 B7 E A E A A#dim7E C#7 F#7 B7 E VERSE:E Hey, lately I've become one pool-sharking foolA E Make my livin' on them buddies of mineE C#7 I was cookin' last night when the chips were all downF#7 B7 So I layed everything I had on the lineE Well i knew I'd regret that hundred dollar betA E But you never learn until it's too lateA A#dim7 We flipped and I lostE C#7 Then I payed the costF#7 B7 E When the eight fell in on the break REPEAT CHORUSA A#dim7 No, you never know just howE C#7 Good you've got it 'till youF#7 B7 E E ...Ain't got it no more
You Never Know Just How Good You've Got It
Tracy Byrd
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