E5 I was runnin? thru the summer rain, try?n? to catch that evenin? train A5 And kill the old familiar pain weavin? thru my tangled brain D5 G5 But when I tipped my bottle back and smacked into a cop I didn?t see E5 That police man said, mister cool, if you ain?t drunk, then you?re a fool A5 I said, if that?s against the law, then tell me why I never saw D5 G5 A man locked in that jail of yours who wasn?t just as lowdown poor as me A5 C5 D5 G5 Well, that was when someone turned out the lights and I wound up in jail to spend the night C5 D5 G5 And dream of all the wine and lonely girls in this best of all possible worlds Well, I woke up next mornin? feelin? like my head was gone And like my thick old tongue was lickin? something sick and wrong And I told that man I?d sell my soul for something wet and cold as that old cell That kindly jailer grinned at me, all eaten up with sympathy Then poured himself another beer and came and whispered in my ear If booze was just a dime a bottle boy, you couldn?t even buy the smell I said, I knew there was something I liked about this town but it takes more than that to bring me down, down, down ?cause there?s still a lot of wine and lonely girls in this best of all possible worlds Change to key of A5 F#5 Well, they finally came and told me they was a gonna set me free B5 And I?d be leavin? town if I knew what was good for me E5 A5 I said, it?s nice to learn that ev?rybody?s so concerned about my health F#5 I said, I won?t be leavin? no more quicker than I can B5 ?Cause I?ve enjoyed about as much of this as I can stand E5 A5 And I don?t need this town of yours more than I never needed nothin? else B5 D5 E5 A5 ?cause there?s still alot of drinks that I ain?t drunk and lots of pretty thoughts that I ain?thunk D5 E5 A5 And lord there?s still so many lonely girls in this best of all possible worlds. a
