D5
Well she came into my doorway like a whirlwind
D5                               A5
Dragging mud and muck across my floor
D5                                    G5
She sat down in the chair where I was sitting
D5            A5                 D5
Picked up my guitar and made a chord


D5
And she said, "your loves like Tennessee Tobacco
D5                                     A5
And it's killing me and all I want it more
D5                           G5
Your hearts a lonely little chapel
D5                     A5               D5
But I love it's dusty pews and creaky floors"

D5 D5 A5 D5

D5
And she said, "Babe, did you forget today is Friday?
D5                                        A5
And you promised that you'd take me to a show"
D5                                        G5
I said, "I swear the TV said that it was Monday"
D5                          A5                    D5
And she kicked my shin and walked right out the door


D5
She took my car and drove down to the legion
D5                             A5
Grinding all the gears as she drove
D5                                                 G5
She said, "the old guys there know how to treat a lady
D5                   A5              G5
And by the way your car got towed"


D5
I said, "Your loves like Tennessee Tobacco
D5                                     A5
And it's killing me and all I want is more
D5                           G5
Your hearts a lonely little chapel
D5                     A5               D5
But I love it's dusty pews and creaky floors"


D5 D5 A5 D5 G5 D5 A5 D(played like the verses)


E | -0-1-2- (bass E string)
A5                        D5
Well I try my best and I swear I do
A5                       D5
And my best is all I know

E | -0-1-2- (bass E string)
A5                            D5
And I'll never leave this one horse town
A5                    
If you decide to hang around


D5
Well I found her in the morning at the table
D5                           A5
Hungover and staring at her spoon
D5                                     G5
And I tried to make some cakes on the griddle
D5                    A5               D5
She just laughed and sang her little tune


D5
And she said, "your loves like Tennessee Tobacco
D5                                     A5
And it's killing me and all I want it more
D5                           G5
Your hearts a lonely little chapel
D5                     A5               D5
But I love it's dusty pews and creaky floors"


D5
I said, "Your loves like Tennessee Tobasco
D5                                     A5
And it's killing me and all I want is more
D5                           G5
Your hearts a lonely little chapel
D5                     A5               D5
But I love it's dusty pews and creaky floors"