Written by Alan Jackson
D A E A INTRO A E A Well I made a mess of my life, E A Each time I went left, I shoulda gone right. D A F#m And love's no exception to this rule, B7 E 'Cos I turned around and I lost you. A E A Now I'm feelin' lonesome and blue, E A Just the way I'd expect to. D But there's some things that I could use A F#m To help me deal with this abuse; A If french fries were fat free, E A And you still loved me. D If french fries were fat free, And you still loved me, A What a wonderful world this would be. D If the whisky really helped me, Forget your memory, A E I'd wear a smile endlessly. D A If french fries were fat free, E A And you still loved me. A E A E A D A F#m A B7 A INSTRUMENTAL A E You know the more I think about it, A The more sense it makes. E A 'Cos grease and love both cause heartache. D So I raise my glass in toast, A F#m These things I want the most. B7 Though I'll probably never see it, E I can't help but believe in that; D If french fries were fat free, And you still loved me, A What a wonderful world this would be. D If the whisky really helped me, Forget your memory, A E I'd wear a smile endlessly. D A If french fries were fat free, E A And you still loved me. D A Oh, if french fries were fat free, E A And you still loved me.