Biography:
Other songs:
- Altitude Adjustment
- At Least You Cried
- Atv
- Burn Out
- Champagne For The Pain
- Check Cashin Country
- Drinkin Problem
- East Bound And Down
- Electric Rodeo
- Fourteen Gears
- Lonely For You Only
- Make A Little
- More Than A Fever
- Nothing New Under The Neon
- Out Of Sight
- Somewhere On The Wind
- The Gator Boys
- This Old Heart
- Tougher Than The Rest
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
G C G C
[Verse 1]
G C G
Gator Boys just shootin' pool in an ol' honky tonk
C G
When that blonde came through the door you could've heard a pin drop
C G
She walked right up and said, "Tell me the truth
D G
Why they call you the Gator Boys?" I said, "Take a look at my boots"
[Chorus 1]
G C G G
Here come the Gator Boys, from the wrong side of the tracks
Em Am G G
Top down, drivin' 'round in an old Cadillac
G C G
Here come the Gator Boys, hear all the ladies shout
G Em Am G
Radio and the police know we're comin' to your town
C G
It goes a one, a two, three, Gator Boys in a red Cadillac
G D G G
With the longhorns on the front and the guitars in the back
[Verse 2]
G C G
Police man parked on the corner, right down the main
C G
Watchin' all the cars go by on a quiet Saturday
G C G
Out of nowhere the Gator Boys come speedin' by in a flash
G D G
The police man spilled that coffee all in his lap
[Chorus 2]
G C G
Here come the Gator Boys, ladies can't resist
G Em Am G G
We just here for a good time and all the catfish and grits
G C G
Here come the Gator Boys, wanted by the police man
G Em Am G
They say, "There go the Gator Boys, showin' their ass again"
N.C. C G G
It goes a one, a two, three, Gator Boys in a - gold Pontiac
D G
Ladies love our gator boots and our tight Wrangler pants
[Bridge]
G F C G
Excited as an old blood hound with a possum in a tree
G F C D
Ladies come to see us singin' in a three part har - mo - ny
[CHORUS 3]
N.C. C G G
Here come the Gator Boys, everybody raise their hands
Em Am G
People come from miles around to hear the hillbilly band
G C G
Here come the Gator Boys, hear all the ladies shout
G Em Am G
Radio and the police know we're comin' to your town
G Em Am G
Radio and the police know we're comin' to your town
[Outro]
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G C G C
[Verse 1]
G C G
Gator Boys just shootin' pool in an ol' honky tonk
C G
When that blonde came through the door you could've heard a pin drop
C G
She walked right up and said, "Tell me the truth
D G
Why they call you the Gator Boys?" I said, "Take a look at my boots"
[Chorus 1]
G C G G
Here come the Gator Boys, from the wrong side of the tracks
Em Am G G
Top down, drivin' 'round in an old Cadillac
G C G
Here come the Gator Boys, hear all the ladies shout
G Em Am G
Radio and the police know we're comin' to your town
C G
It goes a one, a two, three, Gator Boys in a red Cadillac
G D G G
With the longhorns on the front and the guitars in the back
[Verse 2]
G C G
Police man parked on the corner, right down the main
C G
Watchin' all the cars go by on a quiet Saturday
G C G
Out of nowhere the Gator Boys come speedin' by in a flash
G D G
The police man spilled that coffee all in his lap
[Chorus 2]
G C G
Here come the Gator Boys, ladies can't resist
G Em Am G G
We just here for a good time and all the catfish and grits
G C G
Here come the Gator Boys, wanted by the police man
G Em Am G
They say, "There go the Gator Boys, showin' their ass again"
N.C. C G G
It goes a one, a two, three, Gator Boys in a - gold Pontiac
D G
Ladies love our gator boots and our tight Wrangler pants
[Bridge]
G F C G
Excited as an old blood hound with a possum in a tree
G F C D
Ladies come to see us singin' in a three part har - mo - ny
[CHORUS 3]
N.C. C G G
Here come the Gator Boys, everybody raise their hands
Em Am G
People come from miles around to hear the hillbilly band
G C G
Here come the Gator Boys, hear all the ladies shout
G Em Am G
Radio and the police know we're comin' to your town
G Em Am G
Radio and the police know we're comin' to your town
[Outro]
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B|----------------------------|
G|----------------------------|
D|----------------------------|
A|-2-0-------0-2-3-5-5-5-2----|
E|-----3-3-3---------------3--|
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