Walkaway Joe  

          Trisha Yearwood feat. Don Henley

Intro: C    Dm   


C                                               C
Mama told her baby girl, take it real slow... Girl told her mama, hey, I really gotta go....

        Am                                       F             F
he's waitin' in the car.....mama said, girl you won"t get far..


C                                        C
Thus are the dreams of an average jane...90 miles an hour, down a lover's lane....

        Am                                   F         F
on a tank of dreams..oh, if she could've only seen...

G                      Dm             F          G
that fate's got cards that it don't wanna show...


                       C                                     Am
an' that boy's just a walkaway joe, born to be a leaver, tell ya from the word go...

                                  F                    Dm
destined to deceive her, he's the wrong kind of paradise...

F                                   G                        C                 Dm   C     
she's gonna know it in a matter of time....that boy's just a walkaway joe..


C                                  C
Just a little while into Abilene, pulls into a station and he robs it clean....

      Am                                      F          F
she's waitin' in the car....oh,underneath the texaco star...


C                                                  C
She only wanted love...didn't bargain for this....she can't help but love him for the way he is...

    Am                                 F              F
she's only seventeen...and there ain't no reasoning.....


G                            Dm               F      G
so, she'll ride this ride as far as it can go...


                          C                                        Am
'cause that boy's just a walkaway joe....born to be a leaver... tell ya from the word go...

                                     F                Dm
destined to deceive her, he's the wrong kind of paradise...

              F                      G           
she's gonna know it in a matter of time...

                    C
.that boy's just a walkaway joe..


bridge:

Dm Am F F Dm Am F G    Dm  C         C




C                                                          C
Somewhere in a roadside motel room... alone in the silence... she wakes up too soon...

     Am                                         F           F
 and reaches for his arm...but she'll just keep reaching on....


         G                 Dm                   F   G    G
for the cold, hard truth revealed what it had known....


                   C                                         Am
that boy's just a walkaway joe....born to be a leaver... tell ya from the word go...



                                    F               Dm                  F                       G
destined to deceive her, he's the wrong kind of paradise...but it was just another lesson in life..


        
                C               Am                              C
that boy was a walkaway joe.....ooooh yeah.....all he was was a walkaway joe

       Am                                         C                             Am           
ooooh.....ooooh....oooh .................he was a walkaway joe.........                    (fade)