This chord progression is extremely simple. The strumming pattern throughout 
the whole song is a gallop. I like to palm mute the verses to give it some 
contrast and make it sound like the original recording. 

INTRO:

E    A     x2
VERSE 1:
    E                         A      
The smell of coffee hits me as I open up my eyes,
          E                          A 
A southern angel wearing nothing but an apron and a smile,
      E                                  A                        E 
I say thank you sweet Lord Jesus tell the truth don't know how I got so lucky
         E                                  A
All them boys from back in high school wonder how I'm still alive, 
          E                                    A
Hooked by bull dove off of blue lake bridge and wrecked my pick-up twice,
     E                                     A                      E 
Then she picked this here country boy out of all them other guys boys that's lucky

CHORUS:

  B                          A             E
I got a couple buddies playing football in the pros,
      B                                 A         E
And I know this guy who owns a whole dang beach in Mexico,
        C#m                                      F#m                    A
There's some who good looks some with brains some rolling in the dough but y'all trust me
           E       A   E   A
I'd rather be lucky

VERSE 2:
            E                         A
Now you can win a the power ball with a million in the pot, 
     E                                 A
Then go in with Ace and King and hit a straight flush on the flop, 
        E                                  A                            E           A
You can sit here on the creek bank fishin' with a girl this hot man that's plain lucky

CHORUS: 
     B                                A       E
Yeah my old college roommate's some big software CEO,
   B                     A              E
My cousin benches 405 and flies his jets in Rome,
        C#m                                      F#m                     A
There's some with good looks some with brains some rolling in the dough but y'all trust me,
           E  
I'd rather be lucky

INSTRUMENTAL:

A E A C#m F#m E A E A 

BRIDGE: 
        E                                  A
Well my baby's one in a million fellas and I tell you that's the truth,
                E                                    A
So while you're out searching for one that's sweet and smart and sexy too, 
        E                              A                            E            A
I'll be home sipping a cold one for you here's to hoping you    (pause)    get lucky 
            E           A
I hope you get lucky

CHORUS:
            B                            A       E
'Cause they sing about the girl that I got on the radio,
         B                           A             E
She's a cross between the cover of an outdoor life and vogue, 
        C#m                                  F#m                      A
There's folks who think they got it all folks rolling in the dough but y'all trust me, 
                E          A
Yeah I'd rather be lucky 

           E           A
I'd rather be lucky.

E                                         A                E A E
I'd rather be lucky than good than any day of the week girl