[G]She might have been a nice girl
If she hadn't had a [Am]draggy mother
She might have been a [G]good chick
If she hadn't had a [Am]rotten father
She might have played the [G]right hunch
If she hadn't been so [Am]narrow-minded
She might have had a [G]whole bunch
If she hadn't been so [Am]far behind it
Oh does it [F]hurt when you know you can't [C]play it the way that your [G]beau knows
Oh does it [F]hurt when you know you can't [C]say it the way that your [G]beau knows
And you [F]know that that's the [C]way that the show [G]goes
And you [Am]know it really has to go [Em]on.

She drank the army's [G]red wine
But she never found a [Am]moment's pleasure
She smelled the salty [G]sea brine
But she never found the [Am]buried treasure
She might have played the [G]chords right
But the song was never [Am]meant for singing
She might have really [G]broke loose
But she never made it [Am]past the clinging
I can see that it [F]hurts when you know you can't [C]play it the way that your [G]beau knows
I can see that it [F]hurts when you know you can't [C]say it the way that your [G]beau knows
And you [F]know that that's the [C]way that the show [G]goes
And you [Am]know it really has to go [Em]on.

OUTRO:  G     Am (Repeats)