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Bigger Fish To Fry

Biography:

Brad Paisley (born October 28, 1972) is an American country music singer and songwriter from Glen Dale, West Virginia.

Brad Paisley has stated that his love of country music stems from his maternal grandfather, who gave Paisley his first guitar at age 8 and taught him how to play. At age 12, Paisley wrote his first song, and by 13 he was the opening act for country singers.

Paisley graduated from John Marshall High School in Glen Dale and enrolled at Belmont University (from 1993 to 1995).

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BIGGER FISH TO FRY - Brad Paisley
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Tabbed By: Barry Miles

Intro:
A B7 E

Verse:
G# C#m
I said a bad word when I was a kid.
G# C#m
Mamma said that I'd be sorry for the sin that I did.
G# C#m
My daddy whooped me and the preacher said shame.
F#m B7 (Bass line B-A-G#-F#)
And I tried like hell to change.

Chorus:
E A E A
But I cuss, And I smoke, I laugh at dirty jokes.
E B7
The minor vices, man I know 'em well.
E A E A
I've closed down bars, I've lusted in my heart.
E B7
My exes think I oughta burn in hell.
(Bb) A B7
But the devil, he won't notice when I die.
A B7 E
Yeah, don't you figure he's got bigger fish to fry?

(Intro)

Verse:
Politicians taking pork barrel bribes.
Crooked C.E.O.'s are getting off with no time.
Christmas Eve burglars stealing good children's toys. (Can't say Christmas)
Holiday burglars stealing good children's toys.

Chorus:
I cuss, I smoke, I laugh at dirty jokes.
The minor vices, man I know 'em well.
I've closed down bars (yeah, many a one), I've lusted in my heart.
My ex thinks that I oughta burn in hell.
But the devil, won't even notice when I die. (bet he does)
Yeah, don't you figure he's got bigger fish to fry?

Serve em up!

Solo (Verse Chords)

Bridge:
A E
Yeah there's gonna be bonfire burning
A E
An everlasting barbecue
A E
But with all the bad stuff going on,
B B7
There ain't gonna be room for me and you.

(Chorus 2)
'Cause we cuss, We smoke, We laugh at Tater's jokes.
(Tell one Jim: "You know you're old when your wife says
'honey let's run upstairs and make love' and your answer is 'I cannot do both.'")
The minor vices, man we know em well.
We've closed down bars, We've lusted in our hearts.
Our exes think we oughta burn in hell.
(you got it wrong, it's the other way round)
But the devil, he won't notice when we die.
Hey, don't you figure he's got bigger fish to fry?
Yeah don't you figure he's got bigger fish to fry?

(Pass the tartar sauce)

A D A B7 E
When we all get to heaven what a day of rejoicing it will be.