Gmaj7 I've been up to my neck workin' six days a week, Wearin' holes in the soles of the shoes on my feet. Am7 D7 Am7 D7 Gmaj7 Been dreamin' of gettin' away since I don't know. Am7 D7 Ain't no better time than now for Mexico. Chorus: C D G G7 No shoes, no shirt, no problems! C D G G7 Blues, what blues? Hey I forgot 'em! C The sun and the sand, and D G D/F# Em a drink in my hand with no bottom. C D7 Gmaj7 Em7 No shoes, no shirt, no problems! Gmaj7 Em7 No problems. Want a towel on a chair in the sand by the sea Wanna look through my shades and see you there with me Wanna soak up life for a while in laid back mode No boss, no polite, no stress, no dress code Chorus: No shoes, no shirt and no problems Blues, what blues? Hey, I forgot 'em The sun and the sand and a drink in my hand with no bottom And no shoes, and no shirt and no problems Babe, let's get packed tank tops and flip-flops if you got 'em No shoes, and no shirt and no problems No problems | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm7 C D D7 Em Em7 F# G Gmaj7 Gmaj G7 |