[Intro]
F  Bb  C  Bb
F  Bb  C  Bb
 
 
[Verse]
            F                        Bb
I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of
 C                            Bb
You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it
 F                         Bb
And I'll admit it, girl I said it and I meant it
         C                             Bb
Yeah, I loved you for a minute but we damn sure different
 
 F                          Bb
It's been a week since you went and hit the highway
 C                        Bb
You made it clear that I oughta have it my way
 F                  Bb
But my way looks a whole lot better
      C                    F
With just my truck in the driveway
 
 
[Chorus]
 F              Bb                      C
And I hope you find you a high rollin' high rise view
          Bb
That you don't get in the country
 F              Bb
And I hope you find you a guy
           C                      Bb
With some dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money
 
 F                   Bb
And it ain't that I want you to think
        C                        Bb
That I hate every single little thing you do
              F                     Bb                C
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
 Bb                  F   Bb  C  F
Well, I hope that's true
 
 
[Verse]
         F                   Bb
You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash
c                 Bb
I was high but I guess I wasn't high class
F              Bb                   C
Enough to show up with you on your arm
                    Bb                F
We were never gonna be two kids on a farm
 
 
[Chorus]
 F              Bb                      C
And I hope you find you a high rollin' high rise view
          Bb
That you don't get in the country
 F              Bb
And I hope you find you a guy
           C                      Bb
With some dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money
 
 F                   Bb
And it ain't that I want you to think
        C                        Bb
That I hate every single little thing you do
              F                     Bb                C
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
 Bb                  F   Bb  C  Bb
Well, I hope that's true
 
F  Bb  C  Bb
 
 
[Break]
F                 Bb
I could sit here bitter and bitchin'
 C                          Bb
Wishing things woulda gone different
          F                       Bb
But that don't sound nothin' like me at all
        C                 Bb
Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'
 
 
[Chorus]
 F              Bb                      C
And I hope you find you a high rollin' high rise view
          Bb
That you don't get in the country
 F              Bb
And I hope you find you a guy
           C                      Bb
With some dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money
 
 F                   Bb
And it ain't that I want you to think
        C                        Bb
That I hate every single little thing you do
              F                     Bb                C
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
 Bb                  F
Well, I hope that's true
 
 
[Outro]
 Bb                  C
Yeah, I hope that's true
Bb                 F
Oh, I hope that's true
Bb                 C   Bb
And I hope that's true
              I hate that S-Class Benz
That you're so damn proud of
You hate my truck
'Cause you can't climb out of it
And I'll admit it, girl
I said it and I meant it
Yeah, I loved you for a minute
But we damn sure different
It's been a week since you went and hit the highway
You made it clear that I oughta have it my way
But my way looks a whole lot better
With just my truck in the driveway

And I hope you find you a high rollin' high rise view
That you don't get in the country
And I hope you find you a guy
With some dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think
That I hate every single little thing you do
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
Well, I hope that's true

You got drunk one night
And told me I was white trash
I was high but I guess I wasn't high class
Enough to show up with you on your arm
We were never gonna be two kids on a farm

And I hope you find you a high rollin' high rise view
That you don't get in the country
And I hope you find you a guy
With some dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think
That I hate every single little thing you do
But when you say that I ain't ever
Gonna find nobody just like you
I hope that's true

I could sit here bitter and bitchin'
And wishing things woulda gone different
But that don't sound nothin' like me at all
Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'

And I hope you find you a high rollin' high rise view
That you don't get in the country
And I hope you find you a guy
With some dollar sign eyes and a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think
That I hate every single little thing you do
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
I hope that's true
Yeah, I hope that's true
Oh, I hope that's true
I hope that's true              
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