| A | A7 | |
| Now I'm just a bar | tender |
| D | Bm7 | |
| And I | don't like my | work |
| E | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# | |
| But I d | on't mind the money at | all |
| A | A7 | |
| I see l | ots of sad f | aces |
| D | Bm7 | |
| And l | ots of bad | cases |
| E | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# | |
| Of | folks with their backs to the w | all |
| A | A7 | D | Bm7 | |
| Chorus: But I need | four walls a | round me to | hold my | life |
| E | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# | |
| To | keep me from going a- | stra | y |
| A | A7 | D | Bm7 | |
| And a | honky-tonk an | gel to h | old me tight |
| E | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# | |
| To | keep me from slipping | away |
| A | A7 | |
| I can l | ight up your | smokes |
| D | Bm7 | |
| I can l | augh at your | jokes |
| E | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# | |
| I can w | atch you fall down on your | knees |
| A | A7 | |
| I can c | lose down this | bar |
| D | Bm7 | |
| I can g | as up my | car |
| E | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# | |
| I can p | ack up and mail in my | key |
| Chorus: |
| A | A7 | |
| Now, the | smoke fills the | air |
| D | Bm7 | |
| In this | honky-tonk b | ar |
| E | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# | |
| And I'm t | hinking 'bout where I'd rather | be |
| A | A7 | |
| But I b | urned all my b | ridges |
| D | Bm7 | |
| I s | ank all my s | hips |
| E | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# | |
| And I'm s | tranded at the edge of the | sea |
| Chorus: |
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| ___ Phil Bearce at HP San Jose - Components |
| (/__) /_ . /) internet: phil@hpmsfpb.sj.hp.com |
| / / )_(__(_ - "Look out for that root." -James Taylor |
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