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Kenny Chesney - I Think I Want My Rib Back


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“I Think I Want My Rib Back”
As seen on CMT showcase
By Kenny Chesney
Transcribed by Joe L. Vessels

I hope this version works for you as well as it did for me.  It is a very 
good song that liberates the male gender.

Verse 1
G
Now, the Bible tells a story ‘bout Adam’s rib.
C
How the Lord made a woman for companionship,
	G			D			G
Hell, the first thing she did was take a bit of that forbidden fruit.

Verse 2
G
I Guess we’ll be paying till the end of time,
C
At least that’s how it is with that woman of mine,
	G	D	G
Oh Lord!, I think I want my rib back.

Chorus:
	C
Well, this is wrong and baby that ain’t right,
	G
But I’m working trying to please that woman day and night
	C					D
She’s never satisfied although I try to do the best that I can.

G
This is gotta change or honey I’m gonna leave,
C
Well I won’t let evolution make a Monkey outta me
	G       D			G
Oh Lord!, I think I want my rib back

Verse 3
There’s been a hole in my wallet and a pain in my side,
Every since I made that girl my blushing bride
Her daddy calls her angel and her mama calls her three times a night

Verse 4
Her cousin’s on my sofa, her sisters got my car
Her brother’s drank my liquer like my house was a bar,
Oh Lord!, I think I want my rib back

Chorus once Again



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