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Intro: C     Dm     G     C

[Verso 1]
            C
Well I was drivin through the Smokies,
               Dm
Lookin for a place to unwind,
        F
When I spotted that neon parrot
           C
On a hand-painted plywood sign.
          C
Said No shoes? No problem.
    Dm
No ocean? No sand.
        F
Just a mountain-side cantina
         F
Servin salt rims and beer in a can..

[Refrão]
           C
Now were drinkin margaritas in the mountains,
          Dm
Where the moonshine mixes with the limes.
               F
Got the Great Smoky peaks all around us,
              C
Lookin like paradise hidden in the pines.
                    C
Yeah, who needs the Gulf or the ocean waves
          Dm
When the carefree vibe surrounds us?
                  F
Were livin that East Tennessee vacation
G                            C
Margaritas in the mountains!

[Verso 2]
           C
Theres a fella pickin Buffet style rhythms
      Dm
On a beat-up old guitar,
        F
And a couple from Cincinnati
                    C
Sayin This beats any ol beach bar.
              C
Kids tossin' cornhole on the patio,
        Dm
Locals laughin at tall tales told,
      F
And I swear the air tastes sweeter
          G
When the nights start gettin cold.

[Refrão]
          C
Livin on margaritas in the mountains,
        Dm
With a view you just cant fake.
         F
You can keep your Key West beaches
                   C
Ill take Douglas, Norris, or Cherokee Lake.
           C
Yeah, the folks know how to throw a party,
                  Dm
And the beautiful atmosphere surrounds'm
        F
Salted rims and fiddle hymns
G                                 C
Margaritas in the mountains!

[Ponte]
            F                       Am
Some folks chase sunsets in the Bahamas,
      G
Some swear Gulf Shores is paradise
              F
But if youve ever seen the stars above
      G
Light up the Smoky Mountain nights
             C
Well, youd learn real fast that heaven
            Dm
Aint just where the water runs deep.
         F
Its wherever the music is hot and the drinks are cold
                     G
Thats where youll find theres no better place to be..

[Refrão]
                    C
Yeah were drinking margaritas in the mountains,
       Dm
Where Jimmy wouldve felt right at home.
                F
Parrots, black bears, tourists everywhere
         C
And everybody still finds room to roam.
              C
So raise your glass to the Smoky sky,
         Dm
Let the whole wide world spin around us
     F
Fade away with one more sip of
G                            C
Margaritas in the mountains!

Outro:
C
Now let me tell yall somethin
                                        Dm
Ive been to beaches more crowded than Waffle House on Christmas.
     F                                                C
Seen sand so hot itd fry an egg faster than your grandmas skillet.
C
And Ive lost more flip-flops than I care to talk about.
Dm
   But up here?
          F
The airs cooler
F
The beers cheaper
F
The people are friendlier
                              G
And the only thing you might lose
G
Is track of how many margaritas youve had.
G
And honestly
G                            C
Thats kinda the whole point.

Intro: C Dm G C [Verso 1] C Well I was drivin through the Smokies, Dm Lookin for a place to unwind, F When I spotted that neon parrot C On a hand-painted plywood sign. C Said No shoes? No problem. Dm No ocean? No sand. F Just a mountain-side cantina F Servin salt rims and beer in a can.. [Refrão] C Now were drinkin margaritas in the mountains, Dm Where the moonshine mixes with the limes. F Got the Great Smoky peaks all around us, C Lookin like paradise hidden in the pines. C Yeah, who needs the Gulf or the ocean waves Dm When the carefree vibe surrounds us? F Were livin that East Tennessee vacation G C Margaritas in the mountains! [Verso 2] C Theres a fella pickin Buffet style rhythms Dm On a beat-up old guitar, F And a couple from Cincinnati C Sayin This beats any ol beach bar. C Kids tossin' cornhole on the patio, Dm Locals laughin at tall tales told, F And I swear the air tastes sweeter G When the nights start gettin cold. [Refrão] C Livin on margaritas in the mountains, Dm With a view you just cant fake. F You can keep your Key West beaches C Ill take Douglas, Norris, or Cherokee Lake. C Yeah, the folks know how to throw a party, Dm And the beautiful atmosphere surrounds'm F Salted rims and fiddle hymns G C Margaritas in the mountains! [Ponte] F Am Some folks chase sunsets in the Bahamas, G Some swear Gulf Shores is paradise F But if youve ever seen the stars above G Light up the Smoky Mountain nights C Well, youd learn real fast that heaven Dm Aint just where the water runs deep. F Its wherever the music is hot and the drinks are cold G Thats where youll find theres no better place to be.. [Refrão] C Yeah were drinking margaritas in the mountains, Dm Where Jimmy wouldve felt right at home. F Parrots, black bears, tourists everywhere C And everybody still finds room to roam. C So raise your glass to the Smoky sky, Dm Let the whole wide world spin around us F Fade away with one more sip of G C Margaritas in the mountains! Outro: C Now let me tell yall somethin Dm Ive been to beaches more crowded than Waffle House on Christmas. F C Seen sand so hot itd fry an egg faster than your grandmas skillet. C And Ive lost more flip-flops than I care to talk about. Dm But up here? F The airs cooler F The beers cheaper F The people are friendlier G And the only thing you might lose G Is track of how many margaritas youve had. G And honestly G C Thats kinda the whole point.