Travis Tritt

Travis Tritt - Bible Belt guitar chord

Bible Belt

Travis Tritt

Submitted By Tiny man

[Into] E

E

Well he was the assistant preacher And the Sunday school teacher, in the church that I grew up in

E B

She was a looker from Atlanta Led the choir, played piano, had a body that was made for sin

E A

She didn?t care that he was married Cause the torch that she carried was hotter then the fires of hell E A B E

She had plans to seduce him; if she could she would loosen, a notch in the Bible belt

E

So she called him up at home, when she knew he'd be alone, Said preacher I could use advice,

E B

I got troubles with a man that I know you'll understand If you could help me it would sure be nice

E A

They met a few minutes after, in the office of the pastor, and she started telling how she felt

E A B E

What a chance they were takin', when they first started breakin?, the laws of the Bible belt

[Chorus]

A E

There's a lot of good people, who are led astray? That believe what the good book said

A

Well I'll tall ya something brother, when you're dealin' with the devil,

F# B E

It's tough to keep a level head, It's hard to imagine How the flames of passion

A E A

Can burn till your soul will melt, and it'll spread like a cancer But you're gonna have to answer

B E

To the lord and the Bible belt

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E

Someone said they went to Vegas; back home it didn't take us long, to hear the news of what they did

E B

Nobody could believe that he left his wife to grieve, Alone with two preschool kids

E A

I don't know how there doin', But I know that they're screwin' up, A good thing they once had

E A B E

They better get their heads together, or they're gonna slap leather, with the lord and the Bible belt

[Chorus]

A E

There's a lot of good people, who are led astray? That believe what the good book said

A

Well I'll tall ya something brother, when you're dealin' with the devil,

F# B E

It's tough to keep a level head, It's hard to imagine How the flames of passion

A E A

Can burn till your soul will melt, and it'll spread like a cancer But you're gonna have to answer

B E A

To the lord and the Bible belt, they better get their heads together, or they're gonna slap leather

B E

With the lord and the Bible belt

[Ending] E & RIFF

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