F   Dm   Bb   C    Gm   Bb   Bb *** 
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INTRO- F, Dm, Bb, C 
 
Bb                 C          F 
I could have been working overtime 
 
Bb                   C                   F 
or at home tryin to make that truck run right 
 
Dm                    C 
instead of wadin out in that stream 
 
Bb                   Bb  
all day long barely catchin a thing 
 
     Gm                                 C 
just me and dad, I'm glad he talked me into that 
 
        F 
it was time well wasted 
 
             Dm 
and there's, no way I'd trade a few more 
 
Bb 
dollars in my pocket i could have spent 
 
C 
for a day that i'll never forget 
 
      F 
no I didn't get a thing done 
 
Dm                          Bb 
but I sure soaked up every minute 
 
Bb                    Gm   Bb 
of the memory we were making 
 
 Bb                    C               INTRO 
and I count it off as time well wasted 
 
Bb                   C                 F 
those leaves were a foot deep in the yard 
 
     Bb           C                   F    
and wash me was written all over the car 
 
      Dm                C 
and watchin movies all day with you wasn't 
 
 Bb             Bb  
on my list of things to do  
 
        Gm 
but we laid on that couch 
 
               C 
girl we never left the house 
 
CHORUS 1 
 
        F 
it was time well wasted  
 
            Dm 
and there's no way I'd trade  
 
            Bb 
a few more things that I could have crossed off my list 
 
 C 
for a day that I'll never forget 
 
       F 
no I didn't get a thing done 
 
Dm                          Bb 
but I sure soaked up every minute 
 
Bb                   Gm     Bb  
of the memory we were making 
 
       Bb              C           F 
and I count it off as time well wasted  
 
BRIDGE 
Dm           C               Bb         Bb  
this world spins too fast if you let it 
 
 Gm             C                 F 
there's always one more thing to do 
 
 Dm              C         Bb      Bb *** 
looking back I never have regreted 
 
Gm                 Bb    
taking off early, calling in sick 
 
       Bb                      C 
and loving away a sunday afternoon 
 
SOLO-Bb, C, Bb , C 
 
CHORUS   
 
        Bb              C              F    INTRO 
yeah I count it off as ti---me, well wasted