Capo 1, standard tuning 

Intro: A A D A D A E E E E A

A
He's got 17 coon dogs out in the pen

Ten 11 point bucks hangin' in his den

If he ain't a'huntin' he's a'watching the show
          E
Teaches things about huntin' that he don't know
A
And if I was a bettin' woman
D                  A
I'd lay my money down
        D
I'd bet he spends more time in them woods
     E
Than he spends in this house
A                                D           A
I got myself a problem I can't figure no way out
                 D                     A
It's like I'm married to a shotgun carryin', tobacco chewin', 
E                   A
no good blue tick hound


A
Well, I'm sick of squirrel gravy and I'm sick of coon stew

Fence posts, shock collars, chicken wire, too

If he ain't a'huntin' he's out at the lake
E
Suckin' on a long neck, changin' his bait
A
And if I was a bettin' woman
D                 A
I'd lay my money down
         D
I'd bet he spends more time in them woods
      E
Than he spends in this house
A                               D             A
I got myself a problem I can't figure no way out
                 D                   A
It's like I'm married to a shotgun carryin', tobacco chewin', 
E                  A
no good blue tick hound

Go boys...

Solo: A A D A D A E E E E A A A A

    D                A              D            A
He may as well be invisible in his Realtree overalls

D                                                                              
I can barely see him through the treestand seated-
    E     
underwear and turkey calls
A                         D                 A
Oh Lord help me with this problem I can't figure no way out
               D                     A
It's like I'm married to a shotgun carryin', tobacco chewin', 
E                  A
no good blue tick hound