D [Verse 1] D Burned tire marks, hometown street Red Trans Am, bad boy streak G Head held high, little too proud D Turned 18, got the hell out A G I was ready to show 'em all a thing or two D Thank God for you [Verse 2] D Jack on the rocks, Skynyrd bar band College dropout, no kinda plan G Holes in my boots, one pair of jeans D American girls, Mexican weed A G Sure 'nough bound for nowhere, that's the truth D Thank God for you [Chorus] G I thank God there's angels for young wild rebels Bm Girls who can dance you away from the devil A D And make my world spin 'round the way you do G I thank God for the days on the front porch swinging Bm A Holding your hand, the whole time thinking how lucky I am D Thank God for you G Bm A Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh oh [Verse 3] D Pawn shop guitar turned up loud Jar full of tips, beer drinking crowd G Feel right at home up on the stage D Songs about you, hell that I raised A G I still got a wild hair or two D Yeah, thank God for you [Chorus] G I thank God there's angels for young wild rebels Bm Girls who can dance you away from the devil A D Make my world spin 'round the way you do G I thank God for the days just a front porch swinging Bm A Holding your hand, the whole time thinking how lucky I am D Thank God for you G Bm A D Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh [Chorus] G I thank God there's angels for young wild rebels Bm Girls who can dance you away from the devil A D Make my world spin around the way you do G I thank God for the days just a front porch swinging Bm A Holding your hand, the whole time thinking how lucky I am D Thank God for you