🎶 I Can Fix Him ( No Really I Can )

[Cb] The [D]smoke cloud [G#]billows out his mouth
Like a [Cb]freight train [D]through a small [G#]town
The [Cb]jokes that he [D]told across the [G#]bar
Were [Cb]revolting and [D]far too [G#]loud

[Cb] They [D]shake their heads, [Fm]saying "God [Cb]help her"
When I [D]tell them [Fm]he's my [Cb]man
But [Cb]your good [D]lord doesn't [Fm]need to lift a [Cb]finger
I can [D]fix him, no [Fm]really I [Cb]can
[Cb]And [D]only I [Fm]can

[Cb]The [D]dopamine [G#]races through his brain
On a [Cb]six lane [D]Texas [G#]highway
[Cb]His [D]hand, so [G#]calloused from his pistol
Softly [Cb]traces hearts [D]on my [G#]face

[Cb]And I could [D]see it from a [G#]mile away
A perfect [Cb]case for my [D]certain [G#]skillset
[Cb]He had a [D]halo of the [G#]highest grade
He [Cb]just hadn't [D]met me [G#]yet

[Cb] They [D]shake their heads, [Fm]saying "God [Cb]help her"
When I [D]tell them [Fm]he's my [Cb]man
But [Cb]your good [D]lord doesn't [Fm]need to lift a [Cb]finger
I can [D]fix him, no [Fm]really I [Cb]can
[Cb]And [D]only I [Fm]can

[Cb]Good [D]boy, [Fm]that's [D]right
[Cb]Come [D]close, I'll [Fm]show you heaven
If you'll be an [Cb][D]angel [Fm]all [D]night
Trust me, [Cb]I [D]can [Fm]handle me a dangerous man [Cb] [D] [Fm]
No, really, I can

[Cb]They [D]shook their heads, [Fm]saying "God [Cb]help her"
When I [D]told them [Fm]he's my [Cb]man
But [Cb]your good [D]lord didn't [Fm]need to lift a [Cb]finger
I can [D]fix him, no [Fm]really I [Cb]can
[Cb]Whoa, [D]maybe, I [Fm]can't⠀