A D Till death too us part is what she told that preacher man A Now she says this ain?t worth dyin? for B E She?s had all she can stand A D She?s boxed up momma?s china, it?s loaded on the truck A E A She?s just got started packin, and I?m thinkin? this could suck F#m B D A Now there goes my Lay-Z Boy and my flat top guitar F#m B D E Here comes her big sister, what?s she doin? in my car F#m B D As they drive off to the city I just waved F#m B E From the top of my lungs I hope she heard me say.D A F#m D B D E A F#m B D A She forgot her new laptop, so I know she?ll be back F#m B D E I?ll have a hot tub full of hotties, icein? down a 24-pack F#m B D She?ll cuss me like a sailor, but I don?t care F#m B E I?ll have a few choice words when I come up for air. Chorus: D B You Ain?t Leavin? Thank God Are Ya D E A Let us pray you?re gone for good.D You Ain?t Leavin? Thank God Are Ya A You can?t be gone fast enough E A What seemed to take a lifetime just left in a cloud of dust D A This?ll make my girlfriend happy she?s the one F#m That never thought you would D B You Ain?t Leavin? Thank God Are Ya D E A Let us pray you?re gone for good.