A Jukebox With a Country Song

C

G7

C

F

C

After three good years together we had our first big fight

G7

C

D7

G7

So she went to her mother’s and I went for a drive

C

G7

C

C7

F

Down that old familiar highway just few miles out of town

C

G7

C

To that run down one-room tavern that used to be my stompin’ grounds

G7

C

F

C

When I pulled in the driveway you know it all still looked the same

G7

C

D7

G7

And I couldn’t wait to down a few and hear that jukebox ring

C

G7

C

But as I walked in through the doorway

C7

F

There stood some kind of matradee

C

Well he looked me up and he looked me down said

G7

C

May I help you please and I said

F

What’d you do with those swingin’ doors

C

Where’s the sawdust on the floor

G7

Why’s everybody wearin’ suits and ties

C

From where I stand I can’t believe my eyes

F

And whose idea was it to hang these ferns

C

This brand new bar don’t have a single burn

G7

I guess I’m somewhere that I don’t belong

F

C

I need a jukebox with a country song

G7

C

F

C

When I looked back to the corner where the jukebox once stood proud

G7

C

D7

G7

Some clown was playin’ records to fast to long and to loud

C

G7

C

C7

F

And it must’ve been a big mistake to try and speak my mind

C

G7

C

But as they were askin’ me to leave I cried out one more time

F