Verse 1:
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B A
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Every since the day i was big enough to put my pants on by myself
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D A
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You could find me somewhere with the radio turned on
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B A
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Then one night i gave my heart to an old beat up guitar
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D E A
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It never left my arms till i was almost grown
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Verse 2:
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B A
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I had to try my hand as a workin man,tried to be my daddy's son
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D A
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But my mind was packed and gone and headed south
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B A
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Momma said i'll pray for you,then she said goodbye
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D E A
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To the only one out of seven that didn't work out
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Chorus:
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D A
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Now i'm way down hear in dixie playing honky tonk music
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E A
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Keepin' some joint a jumpin' every night of the week
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D A
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Lord knows it's hard to keep a dance hall women happy
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D E A
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When you're drinkin' a little too much and you're workin' cheap
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Verse 3:
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B A
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Well i ain't done a thing i can brag about to anyone back home
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D A
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Just another night club singer with a real good band
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B A
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If a jealous woman don't kill me,and momma keeps on praying
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D E A
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Someday i might be more than what i am
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Chorus.
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D E A
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When you're drinkin' a little too much and you're workin' cheap
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Workin Cheap
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| Waylon Jennings |
