[Intro]
F C
[Verse 1: Carson McKee]
C F
I wasn't ready for New York Town
G
Wrinkled suit in the underground
Am C F
Doe-eyed boy with his head hung down
C
I wasn't ready for New York Town
[Verse 2: Carson McKee]
C F
I wasn't built for no assembly line
G
Stare at a screen and clock my time
Am F
It's a temple full of money, no God in sight
C
I wasn't built for no assembly line
[Chorus 1: Carson McKee & Josh Turner]
F C
Well, workin' and a-pickin' and a-singin' ain't gotten me far yet
G C
I ain't left this bar yet and it's quarter to two
F C
And I'm wondering if I ever should've even left Charlotte
D G
Don't matter how far I get or what I do
[Verse 3: Carson McKee]
C
And I don't believe in no dating scene
G
See which girls will swipe on me
Am F
And lie about what I like on TV
C
I don't believe in no dating scene
[Verse 4: Carson McKee]
F
I wasn't raised on no fair-weather friends
G
Who disappear till we dance again
Am F
Then whiskey till we got the bends
C G
I don't believe in no fair-weather friends
[Chorus 2: Carson McKee & Josh Turner]
F C
Well, workin' and a-pickin' and a-singin' ain't gotten me far yet
G C
I ain't left this bar yet and it's quarter to three
F C
I'm wondering if I ever should've even left Charlotte
D G C G
I sure ain't no star yet; hell, maybe it's me
[Verse 5: Carson McKee]
(Under Tempo)
C
I wasn't ready for New York Town
G
So hand me down my homemade crown
Am F
We'll drink a round to this part-time king and full-time clown
C (back at tempo)
I'll have the last laugh in New York Town
[Chorus 3: Carson McKee & Josh Turner]
F C
Well, workin' and a-pickin' and a-singin' ain't gotten me far yet
G C
I ain't left this bar yet and it's quarter to four
F C
But it's no time now to run on back to Charlotte
D G F G C
I won't sell my guitar yet 'cause maybe there's more