Riff 
   C 
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G|-----0h2------------- 
D|--0h2---------------- 
A|--------------------- 
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G - Riff - G - C - G - Riff - G - C - G 
 
G         D/F#         Em 
A little purple Ford, about to bust, 
      C 
Completely stuffed, 
     Dsus                 D 
With CD's, clothes and a bunch of old junk. 
 G                        D/F#                       Em 
Her little sister can't understand why she's leaving us. 
                   C 
Her other sister says: "Shut up." 
  Dsus                   D 
And baby brother's busy playing with his trucks.  
 
 G  D/F#      Em          D 
Oo-oh, she's good to go, on her own. 
          C                       G/B 
Momma, hold your tears 'til she disappears: 
   Am             D 
My God, our baby's grown. 
 G  D/F#          Em     
Oo-oh, she's gonna be all right, 
       D 
She'll make a life, 
     C 
Somewhere out there, 
      G/B 
Just how or where, 
      Am 
She doesn't care: 
      D 
She only knows, 
       G 
She's good to go.   
 
Riff 
 
From Fifteen to seventeen, I think she spoke two words, 
That I never heard. 
But I'm sure it had to do with something she disagreed with. 
Tonight at dinner, there'll be an empty chair, 
And a Daddy's prayer, 
Asking for a little more faith to believe that:  
 
Chorus 
 
D 
 
    C                  G/B                           Am 
I close my eyes and I see her in diapers on her rockin' horse. 
        D 
Sellin' lemonade; 
         G            D/F#        Em         D 
First bike; first grade; first date; prom night. 
N.C.                             
Now she's in the drive, wavin' goodbye.  
 
 
Oo-oh, she's good to go, on her own. 
Momma, hold your tears 'til she disappears: 
My God, our baby's grown. 
Oo-oh, she's gonna be all right, 
She'll make a life, 
Somewhere out there, 
Just how or where, 
She doesn't care: 
She only knows, 
She's good to go.  
 
Yeah, I think she's good to go.