Tom: Em
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NOTHIN BETTER TO C – Leann Rimes
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Tabbed by: Kengus
Standard tuning
Capo on first fret!
This song was on the request list, but spelled Nothing..., and I'm pretty
sure it's Nothin'... Anyhoo, the really nice picking thingy forms the basis
of the song - once you get that, it's pretty much easy sailing from there.
Enjoy.
INTRO
Em G A Em G A Em G A
E|------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|--------0h2-0---0-----0h2---0h2-0---0-5-2p0---0h2-0---0-----0h2---|
A|------------------0h2-----------------------------------0h2-------|
E|-0-3b-0-------3-----------0-------3---------0-------3-------------|
Em G A
E|--------------------|
B|--------------------|
G|--------------------| Continue this pattern in the verse as well
D|---0h2-0---0--------|
A|-------------2-0----|
E|-0-------3-------3--|
VERSE1 (continue pattern until C)
Em G A Em G A Em G A
Hu--ng my cotton dress on rusted wire
Em G A Em G A
Up there on Pilahatchee Bridge
Em G A C
Just a crazy roughneck's daughter
D
Jumped head-first into the water
Baptized away my sins
VERSE2 (same pattern and chords as above)
Hitched to town with Bobby Jo and Tommy
Couple of lookers, new best friends
We slipped in the back of Sunday service
Know them church ladies, they heard us
Bum smoke money from the offering
CHORUS (2nd half continues intro pattern)
C D
Mama said, "Idle hands are Devil's handywork"
C B7
Oh, the trouble you'll get into
Em G A Em G
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
A Em G A Em
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
G
Yeah!
Em G A Em G A Em G A Em G A
Oh, yeah
VERSE3 (same chords as before)
Sign read: BAIT, CHIPS BEER and AMMUNITION
That Slim-Jim bag boy hadn't a prayer
Well I hiked my skirt and did the talkin'
While them boys were busy walkin'
Case of .5 out the back door
VERSE4 (same as before)
Hid deep in the Mississippi backwoods
We danced and played around 'til dark
Well I had them wrestlin' for my first kiss
Turned into a fight and they missed
Me speeding off in Tommy's car
CHORUS (same as before, until last G)
Mama said, "Idle hands are Devil's handywork"
Oh, the trouble you'll get into
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
Yeah!
INTERLUDE
C D C D
Em B11/E D B11/E = 021200
Nobody hurt, nobody harmed
C#m7#5 C>> straight into chorus C#m7#5 = x42200
Nobody's busines but my own
CHORUS
D
Mama said, "Idle hands are Devil's handwork
C B7
Oh, the trouble you'll get into!"
Em G A Em G
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
A Em G A Em G
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
A Em G A Em G
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
A Em G A Em
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
G
Yeah!
(continue the intro pattern until the end)
Oh, yeah
Got nothin' better to do, babe
Got nothin' better to do
You got nothin' better to do, babe
Ya got nothin' better to do, no no
Got nothin' better to do!
Ya got nothin' better to do, no no
Got nothin' better to do!
You got nothin' better to do, no no!
