G6 G#dim Am6 D7 C#7

C G
My boss is the bosss son and that makes for a real long day.
C A7 D7 C#7
When the day is finally done, Im facing forty thousand cars on the  Interstate.
C
Feeling lower than a well diggers shoes
G B7 E7
Knee-deep in a mess of blues.
A
But those blues just fade away
D Daug
When I hear my baby say

Chorus
G G#dim Am6 D G G#dim
IT AINT NOTHIN a little bit of love cant fix.
Am6 A#dim
It aint nothin but a scratch
Bm7 A#m7 Am7 D7
A little bit of love cant stitch.
G G#dim Am6 D G G#dim
IT AINT NOTHIN a little bit of love cant heal.
Am6 B7 Em Em A7
And your love makes me feel
C Bm7 Am7 D7
No matter what hell life is,
G G#dim Am6 D G G#dim Am6 D7 C#7
IT AINT NOTHIN

C G G7
It was written all over her face she was about to climb the walls.
C
She said you got to get me out of this place
A7 D7 C#7
Cause even Cinderella got to go to the ball.
C
And if you multiply hell times three
G B7 E7
Thats what this day has been for me.
A7
I said, "Baby, well do the town
D Daug
So dont let it get you down.

CHORUS
G6 G#dim Am6
IT AINT NOTHIN

D G6 G#dim Am6
I said IT AINT NOTHIN,

D G6 G#dim Am6 D
You know IT AINT NOTHIN,

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