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Intro: 2 measures
I can't wait to show you where I grew up,
Walk you 'round the foothills of my town,
Probably feel like you've been there before,
After hearing all the stories I've been telling you For 6 months now
We'll probably have to sleep in separate bedrooms,
Pack a shirt for church because we'll go,
I'm not trying to scare you off but,
I just thought that we should talk a few things out Before we hit the road
If I bring you home to mama I guess I'd better warn ya,
She falls in love a little faster than I do,
And my dad will check your tires Pour you whiskey over ice and,
Take you fishing but pretend that he don't like you,
Oh, if we break up, I'll be fine But you'll be breaking more hearts than mine
My sister's gonna ask a million questions,
Say anything she can to turn you red,
And when you meet my high school friends,
They'll buy you drinks and fill you in,
On all the crazy nights I can't outlive
So if I bring you home to mama,
I guess I'd better warn ya
She falls in love a little faster than I do,
And my dad will check your tires,
Pour you whiskey over ice and,
Buy you dinner but pretend that he don't like you,
Oh, if we break up, I'll be fine,
But you'll be breaking more hearts than mine
Instr: Cmaj7 G D Em C G Dsus4 Dsus4 D D
If I bring you home to mama,
I guess I'd better warn ya,
She feels every heartache I go through,
And if my dad sees me crying,
He'll pour some whiskey over ice,
And tell a lie and say he never really liked you,
Oh, if we break up, I'll be fine,
But you'll be breaking more hearts than mine,
You'll be breaking more hearts than mine