Intro: A5   A5    A5  A5 
 
         A5                             D5                    A5 
Shooting stars and whiskey bottles all scattered across the yard 
         D5                   A5                                 E5 
I'd have stayed back home in Houston if I'd known it'd be this hard 
       A5                         D5               A5 
Ah but as it is I'm busted broke down across the bay 
      D5                A5                                  E5 
And I might not make December if we keep carrying on this way 
       A5                               D5                A5 
Pretty girls and deep depressions keep falling from the sky 
      D5               A5                             E5 
I got all the time in heaven but no sense to wonder why 
        A5                                  D5                  A5 
And the nights have all gone crazy and the bars have all shut down 
    D5                A5                                    E5 
One day I swear I'll blow it all, pack up, and leave this town 
 
 
        D5              A5        D5                  A5 
And sometimes I get so tired of telling right from wrong 
A5               E5                 D5              A5 
Hey, I'm glad I came, just wish I hadn't stayed so long 
 
 
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       A5                      D5               A5 
Here I am in Music City, long nights and neon signs 
      D5               A5                            E5                  
And I can't seem to remember what I came so far to find 
       A5                          D5             A5 
Police cars and paper money motel rooms and cigarettes 
           D5                   A5                                 E5 
Yeah, they tell you, you ain't nothin' just in case you might forget 
      A5                             D5          A5                                  
I can hear the country music in the window up above 
        D5             A5                            E5                
Do they do it for the money, do they do it for the love? 
        A5                             D5                 A5                
Bourbon eyes and stolen pistols seems all that comes my way 
          D5                A5                              E5                      
I'm gonna burn down all my bridges, grab a car, and drive away 
 
 
        D5             A5             D5              A5                     
And sometimes I can't believe I did all that for a song 
A5               E5                 D5              A5 (solo) 
Hey, I'm glad I came, just wish I hadn't stayed so long 
 
 
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         A5              D5             A5 
We could make Louisiana in two hours' time 
         D5               A5                         E5 
We could pull off of the highway by the big casino sign 
         A5                          D5              A5 
We could take up all our wishes and bet 'em all on black 
        D5               A5                                E5 
Hit the lights of Mississippi with the south wind at our back 
  
 
         D5               A5         D5               A5 
And it's always been the same down every road I've gone 
A5               E5                 D5              A5 
Hey, I'm glad I came, just wish I hadn't stayed so long 
 
 
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