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out in the parking lot Guy Clark
[Asus4] [A] [Asus4] [A] [Asus4] [A] [Asus4] [A] [E] [A]I was [Asus4]sittin' on the [A]fender of [Asus4]someone else's [A]truck
[Asus4]Drinking Old Crow [A]whisky, [Asus4]hot 7-[A]up
Out in the [E]parking [Asus4]lot[A] [Asus4] [A]
You can hear the band a playin right through the wall
Ain't no cover charge, there ain't no last call
Out in the parking lot
Now there's a couple of cowpokes puttin' up there dukes
Wasn't much to it after both of ?em puked
Out in the parking lot
Now someone called the police and the police finally came
And they wrote ?em a couple of tickets and they took a couple of names
Out in the parking lot
Chorus:
I [G]love to see the neon [D]dancin' on the gravel
I [A]love to hear the pickup trucks come unraveled
And [D]some have given up, [E]some have given in
Looks like [F#m]everybody's [A]looking for a [E]friend
Out in the [Asus4]parking [A]lot
Oops there's a couple who could not wait to get home
They're probably in love so let's leave them alone
Out in the parking lot
The band is on the bus, they're all loaded up to leave
But the drummer's got a girlfriend and she's tuggin at his sleeve
Out in the parking lot
Chorus
Everybody's gone, they've shut out all the lights
The dust begins to settle and it's never been so quiet
Out in the parking lot
Asus4 ? X02230
Stuff That Works
I[C] got an ol? blue shirt
And [F]it suits me just [C]fine
[C]I like the way it feels
So I [F]wear it all the time
[C]I got an old guitar
It won?t[F] ever stay in tune
[C]I like the way it sounds
In a[G] dark and empty[C] room
I got an ol? pair of boots
And they fit just right
I can work all day
And I can dance all night
I got an ol? used car
And it runs just like a top
I get the feelin? it ain?t
Ever gonna stop
Chorus:
[C]Stuff that [F]works, stuff that [C]holds up
[C]The kind of stuff you [G]don?t hang on the[C] wall
[C]Stuff that?s[F] real, stuff you[C] feel
The [C]kind of stuff you [G]reach for when you[C] fall
I got a pretty good friend
Who?s seen me at my worst
He can?t tell if I?m a blessing
Or a curse
But he always shows up
When the chips are down
That?s the kind of stuff
I like to be around
Chorus
I got a woman I love
She?s crazy and paints like God
She?s got a playground sense of justice
She won?t take odds
I got a tattoo with her name
Right through my soul
I think everything she touches
Turns to gold
Chorus
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