Eatin Big Time keyboard

Eatin Big Time

• Intro

EATIN' BIG TIME
As recorded by Tyler Childers
(2025 release)


Capo 4th fret

To play without a capo transpose +4 steps.


Intro
N.C.
(One, two)
                          D
(Ah-one, two, three, four)


Verse 1
D
I wasn't braced and kissed my face
D
With the scope of my rifle
D
I had shot it from a blind, as in you'd be blind not to see
               G
That there's a man in the doorway
     D
Of a motherfuckin' mansion
                                 A             D
Aimin' at the feeder where you'd sat to take a feast


Verse 2
D
That's what I said, that's what I did
D
And it did not cut one corner
D
As I carved that fat-neck-mother right down to the bone
          G
I let him hang for several days
           D
And then I cut off hide and scriffin'
                                  A             D
I cut it thin, then throw it in a tupperware to soak


Chorus
G                         D
Fried some pieces while I worked
D
It tasted like I'd made it
                                                 A
Fried in Wagner casted butter in a quiet country place
     G
With albums gold and platinum
    D
Overflowin' to the ceiling
                                      A                   D
Eatin' big time is a feelin' with the friends that I have made


Verse 3
D
Keep my time on my Weiss
D
Ya goddamn right, I'm flexin'
D
'Cause a thousand-dollar watch is fine enough flex for me
         G                    D
Have you ever got to hold and blow a thousand fuckin' dollars?
                                     A               D
It runs for forty hours, and then it winds itself to sleep


Chorus
     G
It's fought for like a bitch
           D
And it's a bitch to keep it goin'
                                                      A
When they ain't nobody knowin' any prayer you've ever sang
       G
See me now, I'm on the sow
        D
And I'm ridin' to your city
                                             A                D
Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty, ain't she witty, ain't she great?


Instrumental Break
D       G    D      A  D


Bridge
D
Ain't she great, ain't she grand?
D
In my world, she's irreplaceable
D
I'm her surfboard in the kitchen
D
My blessings come in waves
         G
She's my rebirth, she's my lemonade
   D
My gravy and my biscuits
D
Mama, I've been out there huntin'
      A                  D
I'mma need you to make a plate


Out-Chorus
    G
She pets my head and whispers
          D
"You poor thing, you must be famished
                                                          A
I just knew that this would happen, I got all the fixin's made"
         G                             D
I'll get tick-full 'fore I ever pull myself off of this table
                                        A              D
Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty? Just rollin' in the shade
                                        A                D
Eatin' big time in the holler, ain't it lovely, ain't it great?

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