A                             D    A
My granddad's pride and joy was a '49 Ford
                            E
Much as he loved Grandma he loved that old truck more
 D               E          A               D
I thought it was time that I took it for a stroll
     E                                          A
I had a big old pair for a boy just eight years old


[Verse 2]
                              D                 A
Grindin' second gear, driftin' through the cows
                                            E
Rippin' through the pasture when the brakes finally gave out
        D                 E             A                     F#m
He was screamin' from the porch, I was crashin' through the fence
               B                                       E
And he said, "What do you have to say for what you've done?"

In my defense, I said it's


[Chorus]
D          A
Fun havin' fun
             E                        F#m
There's only so many trips around the sun
     D                    A
Of a gun, what's done is done
E
Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts
                     A
But it's fun havin' fun


[Verse 3]
    A                     D                A
My dad kept a can of gas behind our old barn
                                 E
I made sure I was careful when I poured it on the lawn
     D        E                     A             D
The fire was beautiful 'til the wind started to blow
       E                                               A
That ember hit the hayloft and I watched that sucker go


[Verse 4]
                                       D            A
It didn't take long at all, there was forty foot flames
                                       E
I remember feelin' grateful that the fire was now contained
     D                E          A           F#m
The firemen had a hose and my dad, he had a belt
           B                                         E
He said, "What do you have to say for what you've done?"

I just felt that it's


[Chorus]
D           A
Fun havin' fun
             E                         F#m
There's only so many trips around the sun
      D                   A
Of a gun, what's done is done
E
Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts
                     A
But it's fun havin' fun

D  C F  E   C#  F#m  C#  F#m  E  G# A E F# B E

[Verse 5]
           A
Ten country boys doin' ninety-five down an old dirt road
                                               E
Hotboxin' the minivan, squintin' through the smoke
D                 E                  A              F#m
Blue lights came flashin' and they hauled our asses in (Damn it, boy)
           B                           E
I look **** up in the mugshot, but I'd do it all again


[Bridge]
           D
If you're dumb (Yes, you're dumb)
               A
You gotta be tough (Well, you're tough)
           E                                   F#m
If you're smart, you might miss the thrill of blowin' things up
        D                       A
That's enough of a life that's boring
          E             F#m
And the worst decisions make good stories
 D                         A
Grab your helmet and your cape
         E
Break a leg, duct tape her straight

Chicks dig scars and get-well cakes


[Chorus]
D                 A
Fun to have some fun
             E                        F#m
There's only so many trips around the sun
      D                    A
Of a gun, what's done is done
 E
Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts
                                           D
But it's fun havin' fun havin' fun havin' fun, ah-ooh