I Do My Swinging At Home

G
C
G
Nobody loves a drink anymore than me
E7
A7
I might buy a round or two or three
G
C
G
I’ve been known to stumble and hit the floor
A7
D7
Oh but I’m never too drunk to make it to your door
G
C
G
Red wine can start my head a swimming
E7
A7
But I draw the line when it comes to women
G
C
G
I never met a woman that could make me roam
D7
G
Cause I do my swinging at home
C
G
D7
G
She gives me more love better love sweeter love true love
A7
D7
And that’s where I belong
G
C
B7
C
I might do a lotta talking but soon you’ll see me walking
G
D7
G
Cause I do my swinging at home
C
G
D7
G
She gives me more love better love sweeter love true love
A7
D7
And that’s where I belong
G
C
B7
C
I might do a lotta talking but soon you’ll see me walking
G
D7
G
C
I do a lotta swinging a lotta love song singing
G
D7
C
G
But I do my swinging at ho-  me

G

D7

B7

E7

C

A7