VERSE 1: 
C
I don't own no big estate 
   F
No fancy farm with a rod iron gate 
     C                             G7
Or a mansion with a big ol' pretty view 
    C
And I don't own no fancy clothes 
F
My old socks reveal my toes 
    C                                  G7
But that don't keep my love from bein' true 
 
CHORUS: 
F
We got holes in our old roof 
    C
And it rains all the time 
G7
She says, "Honey, that's alright" 
    C
And holds her hand in mine 
    F
And you may think that I ain't rich 
C                 F
Accordin' to this world 
      C      G7               C
Well, buddy, you ain't met my girl 
 
INSTRUMENTAL 
 
VERSE 2: 
C
Now, we get by on what we've got 
    F
And you may think it ain't a lot 
    C                             G7
But I know that ain't necessarily true 
       C
'Cause we get by on lots of love 
    F
And  blessings sent from up above 
    C                               G7
And I guess that's enough to get us through 

CHORUS: 
F
We got holes in our old roof 
    C
And it rains all the time 
G7
 She says, "Honey, that's alright" 
    C
And holds her hand in mine 
    F
And you may think that I ain't rich 
C                 F
Accordin' to this world 
      C      G7               C
Well, buddy, you ain't met my girl 
      C      G7               C
Well, buddy, you ain't met my girl