Capo 1st fret
Em
Hung my cotton dress on rusted wire
Up there on Pelahatchee Bridge
C
Just a crazy roughneck's daughter
D
Jumped head first into the water
Baptized away my sins
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
C D
Momma said "idle hands are devil's handywork
C B7
Oh the trouble you'll get into"
Em
You've got nothin' better to do
Got nothin' better to do
You got nothing better to do
Got nothin' better to do yeah
Sign read: bait, chips, beer, and ammunition
That Slim Jim bad boy didn't have a prayer.
Well I hiked my skirt and did the talkin'
While them boys were busy walkin'
Case of .5 out the back door
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
Em Gaug G
Nobody hurt, nobody harmed
A7 C
Nobody's business but my own
Chorus
