Walker Hayes - Fine As Hell: chords

         E
Baby, I love ridin' with you but
this traffic, I hate it
         G#
'Member this avenue?
'Fore these trees could even shade it
    C#m                                    A
Way back in the day, we were so young and so
were they
          E
Yeah, I know I'm 'bout to sound like my
daddy right now
             G#7
But when did everything get so craft beer
in this natty light town?
     C#m
I'm still gettin' used to Tuesday bein' trash day
         A                                   B
I ain't sayin' I don't like change, just prefer
mine in the ashtray (Yeah)

Chorus:
             E                         G#7
Yeah, this truck's 'bout as old as my soul feels
       C#m                   A
I can hardly even recognize Mobile
              E                              F#m
They put a strip mall where that sandlot ballpark
was
        A                         B
Now my coffee costs more than my boots' farm does
      E                           G#7
Some kids ain't even crankin' up Hank now
    C#m                        A
Participation trophies are a thing now
              E                         B
This side of Heaven ain't pretty, oh well
       A         B       E
Baby, you still fine as hell

Yeah, I saw a CD yesterday
Girl, you 'member buyin' those?
Rippin' that plastic off like Christmas
in your Civic like a pro
Our kids roll their eyes when I say,
"I miss the 90's"
But they beggin' for them same Jordans
I begged my mom to buy me (Ooh)

Chorus:
Yeah, this truck's 'bout as old as my soul feels
(Hey)
I can hardly even recognize Mobile (Keep goin')
They put a strip mall where that sandlot
ballpark was (Aw, shit)
Now my coffee costs more than my Boone's Farm does
Some kids ain't even crankin' up hank now
(Some kids ain't even crankin' up hank now)
Participation trophies are a thing now
This side of Heaven ain't pretty, oh well
Baby, you still fine as hell
(Right here, what's up?)

            G#7
Yeah, some change, I'm like, "That's cool"
            C#m
Yeah, some change, I'm like, "Whatever"
            A
Yeah, my knees are gettin' worse
         B
But ol' doc says knee replacements are gettin'
better (Woo)

Chorus:
Yeah, this truck's 'bout as old as my soul feels
(Hey)
I can hardly even recognize Mobile (Keep goin')
They put a strip mall where that sandlot
ballpark was (Aw, shit)
Now my coffee costs more than my Boone's Farm does
(Ah)
Some kids ain't even crankin' up hank now
(Some kids ain't even crankin' up hank now)
Participation trophies are a thing now
This side of Heaven ain't pretty, oh well (Oh well)
Baby, you still fine as hell
(Yeah, this side of heaven ain't pretty,
but baby, oh well)

You still fine as hell