C
Hey once I was the honky-tonking talk of the town
F
C
Riding high in my bad Chevrolet
A7
I had seven pretty women Lord hanging on me
D7
G7
A different one for every day
C
But look at me now all my women’s left town
F
C
And a buck is getting hard to come by
F
C
A7
Well I must confess my life’s a big mess
D7
G7
C
I’m so low I could lay down and die
F
C
’till you ain’t got it no more
A7
You never know just how high you’re flying ’till you
D7
G7
Fall face down on the floor
C
All I can do is just moan the blues
F
E7
And dream about what I had before
F
Hey you never know just how
C
A7
Good you’ve got it ’till you
D7
G7
C
Ain’t got it no more
F
C
True love finally fell in my hands
A7
But it’s impossible to love just one
D7
G7
With another on the other team
C
Hey I begged her to stay but she left anyway
F
C
I lost her and she’s too hard to find
F
C
A7
What else can I do son you win some and you lose
D7
G7
C
But I think I lost a good one this time
C
But look at me now all my women’s left town
F
C
And a buck is getting hard to come by
F
C
A7
Well I must confess my life’s a big mess
D7
G7
C
I’m so low I could lay down and die
D7
F
G7
A7
E7
C
