Before He Cheats is one of the most popular songs of the time. Before He Cheats Lyrics written by Chris Tompkins and Josh Kear. This song has sung by Carrie Underwood.
| Singer | Carrie Underwood |
| Released | 2005 |
| Album | Some Hearts |
| Tuning | E A D G B E |
Before He Cheats Lyrics
Right now, he’s probably slow dancin’
With a bleached-blond tramp and she’s probably gettin’ frisky
Right now, he’s probably buyin’ her some fruity little drink
‘Cause she can’t shoot whiskey
Right now, he’s probably up behind her with a pool-stick
Showin’ her how to shoot a combo
And he don’t know
I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats
……………………………♪♪♪♪♪♪…………………………..
Right now, she’s probably up singing some
White-trash version of Shania karaoke
Right now, she’s probably sayin’ “I’m drunk”
And he’s a-thinkin’ that he’s gonna get lucky
Right now, he’s probably dabbin’ on
Three dollars worth of that bathroom Polo
Oh, and he don’t know
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats
……………………………♪♪♪♪♪♪…………………………..
I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl
A-’cause the next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won’t be on me
No, not on me
‘Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats
Oh, maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats
Oh, before he cheats
Oh-oh.
Guitar Chords
Right now, he’s probably slow dancing with a bleached-blond tramp
And she’s probably getting frisky
Right now, he’s probably buying her some fruity little drink cause she
Can’t shoot whiskey
Right now, he’s probably up behind her with a pool-stick showing her how to shoot a combo
and he don’t know
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive,
Carved my name into his leather seat
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires
And maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats.
Right now, she’s probably up singing some
white-trash version of Shania kareoke
Right now, she’s probably saying “I’m drunk”
And he’s a thinking that he’s gonna lucky,
Right now, he’s probably dabbing on 3 dollars worth of that bathroom Polo
And he don’t know
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat,
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires
And maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats.
I might’ve saved a little trouble for the next girl,
Cause the next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won’t be on me!
Ohh…not on me
I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat,
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires
And maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats.
Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats.
Ohh.. Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats
Ohh…before he cheats
