Chris Stapleton
Am, D, Dm, F, G, Gm
I'd take a little smoke in the evening. I'd take a little whiskey all night
I'd never get behind
Killing my mind. It's just the kind of things I like
Just the kind of things I like
the minute that I saw you walking over I
Figured I was digging my grave
And you had the shovel, I knew you were trouble, but you're just the kind of trouble I crave.
Just the kind of trouble I crave.
And Mama always set a good example, Daddy always gave me good advice.
Jesus tried to steer me in the right direction
But the devil always made me think twice
Devil always make me think
Someday I'm going six feet under
And when they got me standing at the gate
They'll tell you of my sin
They won't let me in
Satan, son, you're just a little too late
Son, you're just a little too late
And mama always set a good example
Daddy always gave me good advice
Jesus tried to steer me in the right direction
But the devil always made me think twice
Devil always made me think twice
Devil always made me think twice
Devil always made me think twice
Devil always made me
Devil always made me
Devil always made me think twice
Devil always made me
Devil always made me
Devil always made me think twice