D
D
I had the pleasure of knowing Betty Lou
G
took awhile for me to figure out
A
just what on Earth the girl was all about
D
I sent her roses, I wrote her notes
G
then one night she saw me in a band
A
she whispered in my ear as she took me by the hand
G
she loves guitar’s riding way up high
D
she loves guitar’s hanging off your side
A
ain’t no doubt about it she ain’t into car’s
G
ooh baby loves guitars
D
G
A
G
Yeah, she likes it rocking’, she likes it smooth
D
she really likes it when I get down in the groove
G
there’s just one thing thing, burning in my heart,
A
is it me that she loves or is it my guitar
G
she loves guitar’s riding way up high
D
she loves guitar’s hanging off your side
A
ain’t no doubt about it she ain’t into car’s
A
ain’t no doubt about it she ain’t into car’s
D
G
A
D
